“My precious” was equally charming in his Eton days, when his sleepy green eyes looked up at you from under a lock of fair silky hair that was never to be kept 231within regulation School bounds, but continually strayed upon the fair, if freckled9, expanse of a brow which might have been the home of a pure and innocent mind, and probably was not. He had a pleasant treble boy’s voice and a beautiful smile, particularly when his mother told him he might smoke just one cigarette, of her own special brand, as a great treat.
“Mother’s are hay,” he said afterwards in confidence, and added that he preferred cut Cavendish, and that the best way to induce a meerschaum to color was to smoke it foul10, and never to remove the dottle. But Lady Garlingham was never the wiser. She had the utmost faith in her boy.
“Gar will be a dab11 at Classics,” she said with pride. “Fancy his knowing that Dido was a heathen goddess, and Procrustes was a Grecian King who murdered his mother and afterwards put out his own eyes! I must really give his tutor a hint not to bring him on too fast. He will have to make his own way in the world, poor dear, that is certain; but I don’t want him to turn out a literary genius with eccentric clothes, or anything in the scientific line that isn’t careful about its nails and doesn’t comb its hair.”
Garlingham’s clothes are always of the latest fashion and in the most admirable taste. His hair is as well groomed12, his hands are as immaculate as any mother’s heart could desire, and he has not turned out a genius. During his career at Oxford13 he did not allow his love of study to interfere14 with the more serious pursuit of athletic15 distinction. He left the University unburdened with honors, carrying in his wake a string of bills as long as a kite’s tail. Relieved of this by the sacrifice of some of Lady Garlingham’s diamonds, the kite shot up into the empyrean in the wake of a dazzling star of the comic-opera stage.
“But, thank Heaven, the boy has principles,” 232breathed Lady Garlingham. “He never dreamed of marrying her!”
Garlingham descended16 from the skies ere long, tangled17 in a telegraphic wire, and went into the Diplomatic Service. He became fourth under-secretary at an Imperial foreign Embassy, in virtue18 of the marriage of his maternal19 aunt with Prince John Schulenstorff-Wangelbrode (who was Military Attaché in the days of the pannier and the polonaise, the bustle20 and the fringed whip-parasol). I have not the least idea in what Garlingham’s duties consisted, and the dear fellow was diplomatically reticent21 when sounded on the subject; but of one thing I am sure, that few young men have worn an official button and lapels with greater ease and distinction. He quite adored his mother, and made her his confidante in all his love affairs. Indeed I believe Lady Garlingham kept a little register of these at one time on the sticks of an ivory fan—those that were going off, those that were in full bloom, and those that were just coming on; and posted up dates and set down names with the utmost regularity22.
For, like the typical butterfly, Garlingham sipped23 every flower and changed every hour. A very mature Polly has now his passion requited24, and if human happiness depended on avoirdupois, and it were an established mathematical fact that the felicity of the object attracted may be calculated by the dimensions of the object attracting, then is the handsome boy I used to tip a happy man indeed.
For Gar, “that pocket edition of Apollo,” as a Royal personage with a happy knack25 at nicknames termed him—Gar has married a middle-aged26, not too good-looking, extremely fat widow, unknown to fame as Mrs. Rollo Polkingham. The couple were Hanover Squared in June. Leila and Sheila Polkingham made the loveliest 233pair of Dresden china bridesmaids imaginable, and a Bishop27 tied the knot, assisted by the brother of the bride, the Reverend Michael O’Halloran, of Mount Slattery, County Quare, a surpliced brogue with a Trinity College B.A. hood28. The hymns29 that were sung by the choir30 during the ceremony were, “The Voice that Breathed,” and “Fight the Good Fight,” and the bride looked quite as bridal as might have been expected of a thirty-eight inch girth arrayed in the latest heliotrope31 shade. She became peony, Garlingham pale blue, when the moment arrived for him to pronounce his vows32, and a voice—a high, nasal voice of the penetrating33, saw-edged American kind—said, several pews behind, quite audibly: “Well, I call it child-stealing!”
The owner of that voice was at the reception in Chesterfield Crescent. So was I, and when Garlingham thanked me for a silver cigar-box I had sent him in memory of our old friendship, his hand was damp and clammy, though he smiled. The Dowager Lady Garlingham, looking much younger than her daughter-in-law, floated across to ask me why I never came to see her now, and Gar drifted away. Later, I had a fleeting34 glimpse of the bridegroom standing35 in the large, cool shadow of his newly-made bride, looking helplessly from one to the other of his recently-acquired stepdaughters. Then my circular gaze met and merged36 in the still attractive eyes of Lady Garlingham.
“You heard,” she breathed in her old confidential37 way, “what that very outspoken38 person—I think a Miss Van Something, from Philadelphia—said in church?”
“That she had hit off the situation with dreadful accuracy—I felt that, too,” sighed Gar’s mother.
“We are old friends, or were,” said I, for people always 234became sentimental41 in the vicinity of Lady Garlingham. “Tell me how it happened!”
“Oh, how——” Lady Garlingham adroitly42 turned a slight groan43 into a little cough. “Indeed, I hardly know. All that seems burned into me is that I have become a dowager without adequate cause.”
Her pretty brown eyebrows44 crumpled45; she dabbed46 her still charming eyes with an absurd little lace handkerchief. She wore a wonderful dress of something filmy in Watteau blue, and a Lamballe hat with a paradis. Through innumerable veils of tulle her complexion47 was really wonderful, considering, and her superb hair still tawny48 gold.
“Don’t look at me and ask yourself why I’ve never married again,” she commanded, in the old petulant49 way. “For Gar’s sake, is the stereotyped50 answer to that. And when I look at her——” She dabbed away a tear with the absurd little handkerchief. “She hasn’t had the indecency to call me ‘Mother’ yet.... But she will, I know she will! If she doesn’t, she is more than human. I have said such things to her.”
“I can quite believe it,” I agreed.
Champagne51 cups were going about; infinitesimal sandwiches, tabloids52 of condensed indigestion, were being washed down. The best man, an Attaché friend of Garlingham’s, brandishing53 a silver-handled carving-knife, was encouraging the bridling54 bride to attack the cake. Sheila and Leila hovered55 near with silver baskets, and Garlingham, with the merest shadow of his old easy insouciance56, was replying to the statute57 and legendary58 chaff59 of the other men.
“You know he was engaged to the second girl, Sheila, first?” went on Lady Garlingham plaintively60.
I had not known it, and it gave me a thrill.
“When he was a very little boy, and I took him into 235a shop to buy a toy,” said poor Lady Garlingham, “he always was in raptures62 with it, whatever it was, until we were half-way home, and then nothing would satisfy him but the carriage being turned round and driven back, so that he might exchange the thing for something he had particularly disliked at first.”
I recalled the trait in my own experience of my young friend.
“Ah, yes. He always took pralines when he really wanted chocolate fondants,” sighed his mother. “And then—but perhaps you have forgotten—the dolls?”
“He had three,” gulped64 Lady Garlingham. “He chose the blue one first, and then, when we had just reached Hyde Park Gate, he cried, and said it was the pink one he had wanted all along. So we went back and got her, and drove home to lunch, which, of course, was Gar’s dinner. And then, if you had seen him, poor darling,”—her maternal bosom65 heaved with a repressed sob—“with his underlip turned down in a quite South Sea Island way, and the tears tumbling into his rice pudding because the blue creature was absolutely his ideal from the first, you would have been foolish enough to order the carriage and drive him back to the Regent Street toyshop.”
“As you did?”
“As I did,” admitted Lady Garlingham.
“With the result that might have been expected?”
“With the result that seems to me now to be a hateful foreshadowing of what was to be my poor darling’s fate in life,” said the poor darling’s mother.... “No, thank you, Sheila dear, I positively66 could not touch it,” she added, as the cake-basket came our way. “Not even to dream on—I have quite done with dreaming now.”
“But how,” I asked hypercritically, “could Garlingham’s 236subsequent choice of the blue doll, originally discarded in favor of the pink, foreshadow his ultimate fate in life?”
“Oh, don’t you understand?” quavered poor Lady Garlingham. “He went into the toyshop by himself, and came marching out with what the Americans call a rag-baby, the most odious67, distorted, shapeless horror you can imagine. It fascinated him by its sheer ugliness. He was obsessed68, magnetized, compelled.... As in this case!” A burst of confidence broke down the floodgates of the poor woman’s reserve. She grasped me by the arm as she gurgled out hysterically—rocking her slight form to and fro: “My dear, she is the rag-doll, this awful widow creature Garlingham has married. And to his fatal curse of indecision he owes the Incubus69 that is crushing him to-day.”
The bride had tripped upstairs to put on her going-away gown, attended by Leila and Sheila and some freshly-married women, who meant to struggle for the slippers71 for second choice.
Loud, explosive bursts of jeering72 merriment came from the dining-room, where most of the men of the party had congregated73. An exhausted74 maid and a very obvious private detective hovered in the neighborhood of the display of wedding presents, and through the open door of the drawing-room one caught a glimpse of suspiciously new luggage piled up in the hall, and a little group of youths and maidens75 of the callower kind, who were industriously76 packing the sunshades and umbrellas in the holdalls with rice and confetti.
“My poor, poor boy has been in and out of love hundreds of times,” moaned the despairing Dowager, “without once having been actually engaged. So that when I saw Gar with these three women sitting on four green chairs in the Park in May, I was not seriously alarmed. Georgiana Bayham told me that the stout woman with 237too many bangles was a Mrs. Rollo Polkingham, a widow, of whom nobody who might with truth be styled anybody had ever heard, and that she had a wild, jungly house in Chesterfield Crescent—(don’t those climbing peacocks in the wall-paper set your teeth on edge?)—and always asked young men to call—and wanted to know their intentions at the third visit.... ‘I would give this turquoise77 charm off my porte-bonheur,’ said Georgiana, in her loud, bubbling voice, ‘to know which of the two daughters Gar is smitten78 with. The girl with the eyes like black ballot-balls, or the other with the Gaiety smile.’ ... My dear, it was the dark one, Leila, as it happened. Not that Gar flirted79 desperately80. But they went to Hurlingham and lunched at Prince’s, and then the mother thought my boy hooked, and struck——”
“Asked his intentions?” I hinted.
“I knew something had happened,” said Gar’s mother, “when he came in to tea with me that very afternoon. ‘Mother, am I a villain81?’ were his very words. ‘No, dear,’ I said, ‘do you feel like one?’ Then it came out that the Polkingham woman had asked his intentions with regard to Leila; and never having had such a thing done to him before, poor, dear boy! Gar was quite prostrated82. He did not deny that he found the eldest83 Polkingham girl attractive, but secretly he had been more closely drawn84 to the second, Sheila.”
“The pink doll,” I murmured.
“He behaved with the nicest honor in the matter,” declared Lady Garlingham. “When he told me he was really in love with Sheila, and could never be happy until he had married her—and how a young woman with such a muddy complexion could inspire such a passion I don’t pretend to know—I said: ‘Very well, you have my permission to tell her so. I shall never stand in the way of your happiness, my son—although these people 238are not in Our Set.’ If you had seen his shining eyes. If you had heard the thrill in his voice as he said, ‘What a rattling85 good sort you are, mother!’ you would have felt with me that the sacrifice was worth it. And then he rushed off in a hansom to declare himself.” Lady Garlingham clutched my arm painfully.
“To declare himself to Sheila?”
“And came back within the space of half an hour engaged to Leila,” panted Lady Garlingham. “No, don’t laugh!”
“He was as pale as death!” said his mother. “He had found Leila in the drawing-room in a becoming half-light, and been taken off his guard.”
“And metaphorically87 he told the shopwoman he would prefer that one,” I said shakily. “I understand! Was he very unhappy over his bargain?”
“Frightfully out of sorts and off color,” said the wooer’s mother, “until at a crisis, a month later, I nerved him to go and see the mother and explain the mistake.”
“And did he?”
“I will say Mrs. Polkingham took the revelation in good part,” said Lady Garlingham. “Leila cried a good deal, I believe, when she turned Gar over to Sheila, and Sheila was not disagreeably inclined to crow. I must give the girls credit for their behavior. As for Gar, he was the very picture of young, ardent88 happiness. ‘Mother,’ I can hear him saying, ‘thanks to you, I have won the dearest and loveliest girl in the world.’ (Poor boy!) ‘And I’m as happy as a gardener.’”
“He began to flag, as it were, in about six weeks,” said Garlingham’s mother mournfully. “My poor, affectionate, wobbly boy. The sky of his simple happiness was overcast91. There came a day when the floodgates of his 239resolve to go through with everything at any cost—sacrifice himself for the sake of his duty and for the credit of his family name——”
“The floodgates were broken down,” said his mother, with a tremble in her voice. “His heart reverted93 with a bound to the—the other—to Leila.”
“To the blue doll!” I spluttered.
“When he entreated94 me,” went on Lady Garlingham, “begged me even with tears to be his ambassadress to Leila, I grieve to say that for the first time in his life I failed to rise to the occasion of his need. I said: ‘I shall do nothing of the kind. Get out of the muddle95 as you can—I wash my hands of it.’ And he thought me very hard and very unfeeling, I know; but even when the bouleversement was managed for the third time, I could not bring myself to regard the position from my usually philosophical96 point of view. It was too cruel. The retransfer of the engagement-ring, for instance——”
“Ah, true,” I murmured, “and the presents!”
“Too painful!” sighed Lady Garlingham. “It was ultimately arranged by Gar’s buying a new ring, and Sheila’s dropping the old one into the almsbag at St. Baverstock’s. Poor girl! I will say her demeanor97 in the trying circumstances was admirable.”
“As for the other?” I hinted.
“Leila is not a refined type of girl,” said Lady Garlingham decidedly. “Her whole expression was that of a Bank Holiday tripper young person who has just dismounted from one of those giddy-go-rounds. Boat-swings might impart the dazed look. The mother seemed harassed98. As for Gar——”
I guessed what was coming, but I would not have missed hearing Lady Garlingham tell it for worlds.
“There came a day—a dreadful, dreadful day,” she said, with pale lips, “when Gar told me that his life was 240ruined unless he changed back! We had a dreadful scene, and for the first time in my life I had hysterics. Then the unhappy boy tore from the house—ventre à terre—leaving me a perfect wreck99, held up by my maid Pinner—you know Pinner?”
I nodded speechlessly.
“My wretched boy tore from the house, jumped into his ‘Gohard,’ which was standing at the door—hurtled to Chesterfield Crescent—told the painful truth——”
“Swopped dolls yet once again, and came back with the rag-baby,” I gasped.
There was a gabbling on the upper landing. The bride was coming down in a white cut-cloth, tailor-made gown and a picture hat, Leila and Sheila and a bonneted101 maid following. The bridegroom, in immaculate tweeds, appeared at a lower door, the smug face of his valet behind him. There was a rush of women, an insane kissing and shaking of hands, a glare of red carpet, a flapping of striped awning102. Rice and confetti impregnated the air, the doorsteps were swamped with smartly-dressed people. The chauffeur103 of Gar’s “Gohard” with a giant favor in the buttonhole of his livery coat grinned when Garlingham leaped tigerishly upon him and tore it from his chest. The automobile moved on, pursued by farewells. Some one had thoughtfully attached two slippers to its rearward steps, a stout, elderly, white satin slipper70 and a slim masculine, evening shoe of the pump kind, almost new.
“Say!” said the saw-edged American voice I had heard in the church—“say, won’t the car-conductor allow she’s traveling with her little boy? What will folks call him, anyhow?”
My mouth was on a level with the speaker’s back hair.
“The Widow’s Mite,” I said aloud—and fled.
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