Dr. Chichester flung the question suddenly into the deep silence which had fallen on himself and his son, as they sat together by the study fire on a cold night shortly after Christmas.
They had done a little talking.
Dr. Chichester had said it was a bitter night, and Hugh had assented1. The doctor had remarked that a fire and a book were wonderfully soothing2 after a long day’s work, and Hugh had owned the fact. The doctor had opined that if the frost lasted, there would shortly be skating on the Serpentine3. Hugh had agreed to that as well, but in so absent and spiritless a manner that his father plainly saw he took no interest whatever in the skating prospects4 at the present moment.
And after these attempts at conversation, silence had fallen on them, and the doctor,
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forgetful of the book upon his knee, closely scrutinised the young face before him, with its dark, sad eyes fixed5 on the glowing fire.
Hugh had been curiously6 silent ever since that visit to Donisbro’, his father thought to himself.
And yet, how pleased he had been at being singled out by Sir Anthony to go with him! And he had come back, having done everything required of him successfully enough, so far as his father could make out. But he had been very uncommunicative over his adventures in the quaint7 cathedral city.
It had been left for Sir Anthony to catch the doctor on the staircase of Blue-friars’ Hospital, and ask him if “the boy had remembered to tell his father that Sir Anthony had said he was a credit to the medical profession.” Hugh had not even mentioned the great man’s rare commendation.
What had he said about that visit? The doctor went over in his own mind the rather bald account which the united efforts of the family had with difficulty pumped out.
Yes, Hugh had seen Sydney. She was looking very well—this in answer to a question from Mrs. Chichester. She had sent her love to them all. There hadn’t been much time;
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Lady Frederica had been in a great hurry to be off. There was a man with Sydney, a Sir Algernon Bridge. Was he nice?—a query8 from Dolly. Well, Hugh hadn’t asked him, but considered that he looked a sneery brute9, although not wishing to say anything against him. Yes, he had seen Sydney again: she was up the church tower with the Vicar, who seemed a good sort, and his boy, a jolly little chap. The incident of Pauly’s rescue somehow failed to transpire10 at all. No, he hadn’t been to the Castle—this in reply to some excited inquiries11 on the subject of merry-go-rounds from Fred and Prissie. He had lunched with the Vicar, who had said that Sydney was interested in the cottages, and took the people soup and things. Hugh didn’t think anything much else had happened. Oh, how was Sydney dressed? He didn’t know—something blue, he thought. No, something red, and fur—a lot of fur. Was she looking pretty? How should he know?
Hugh had become a little irritable12 at this point, his father recollected13: a circumstance almost as unprecedented14 as his gravity and silence.
What was wrong with the boy?
The keen-eyed doctor noted15 his dejected
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attitude, and the wistfulness of the gaze turned so persistently16 upon the fire. If Hugh was reading his future there it certainly was not a bright one.
Dr. Chichester watched in silence for full another ten minutes, then repeated his question with a hand upon the young man’s knee.
“Hugh, what’s the matter?”
Hugh started and flushed hotly, becoming conscious of his father’s scrutiny17. Then he pulled himself together, and said, with a lightness of tone which was rather obviously assumed for convenience’ sake at the moment, “Oh, nothing, sir. I was thinking, that’s all.”
“Then thinking doesn’t seem to agree with you, my boy,” said the doctor.
Hugh raised himself in his chair, and bent18 forward with some eagerness.
“Father, do you mind if I go out to my chum, Haviland, in New Zealand? He wants a partner and—and—I want to go.”
Dr. Chichester considered.
“You have a very good position at the Blue-friars, Hugh,” he said at length. “Do you want to throw that up?”
Hugh rose, and walked about the room a little restlessly.
“I know it seems foolish,” he said, “but
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I’ve a fancy for trying new ground, and Haviland is beginning to establish a practice, and——”
“And you want to get as far away from England as you can?” his father quietly suggested.
Hugh’s back was turned towards him and he did not answer. The doctor went to his son, and put an arm through his.
“Sit down, my boy, and tell me all about it,” he said gently.
“Well, I see you know,” cried poor Hugh. “I always cared specially19 for Sydney, more than I did for Mildred, or Dolly, or the rest. I didn’t know why—just I did. And then she got carried off by this Lord St. Quentin, and you bet they mean to marry her to that idiot with a drawl and eye-glass, who was with her at Donisbro’. She was quite different on the church tower, but I saw that she minded, bless her! Of course I tried to make her think I was all right. I couldn’t have her worry herself thinking I was angry at the way she treated me. She wasn’t to blame, anyway. I think she thought I was—all right; but I must get right away from England and forget it all. There’s no other way.”
“There is,” said the doctor. “Look here,
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my boy. This is a hard thing for you, I know; but running away from a trouble is not the best way of getting over it, by any means. I’m not going to talk to you about the help you are at home with the younger boys, nor what it will mean to your mother and myself if we have to give up our eldest20 son. You are a man, making your own way in the world, and you have a perfect right to judge for yourself. More, if you find the struggle too hard for you to face, and face cheerfully, I counsel you to go abroad, and start a new life there. If at the end of a week you still want to go to New Zealand, I’m not the man to put difficulties in your path. My poor boy, I wish I could say to you, as they do in novels, ‘Make yourself worthy21 of our little girl’s acceptance, and then Love will win.’ I can’t say that, but I can tell you something finer still: Make yourself worthy to love her, and some day you’ll thank God, Who gave you the love, though not its earthly fulfilment. I wouldn’t wish you not to love the child, for love is God’s best gift. Only take it as God meant His gifts to be taken—thankfully, and not asking more than He is pleased to offer. Do you remember our little girl going wild over that copy of ‘Dorothy Osborne’s Letters,’
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which I got for her last birthday, and reading bits aloud whenever she could get a listener? Dorothy Osborne’s lover called himself her ‘servant.’ There, that’s something for you to think of, eh, my boy? True love wants to serve humbly22 and not grasp.”
“If I thought she’d ever need my service——” Hugh began impulsively23.
“Who knows that she may not?” said the doctor with a smile. “But decide nothing in a hurry, dear boy; and go to bed now, for it’s after one.”
“Just one thing more?” Hugh said, his hand on the door. “You—you would rather that I stuck to the Blue-friars, I suppose?”
“I would rather you did what seems best to you when you have thought it over for a week,” the doctor said. “Good-night, and God bless you, my boy.”
“Good-night, father,” Hugh said, and so went thoughtfully upstairs to his attic24 bedroom, leaving the doctor to sit down again over the dying fire, and think sadly of his boy’s trouble, this cloud which seemed so little likely to roll away.
That week was a very long one to the doctor and to Hugh’s mother; the others were
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in ignorance of the decision in course of making.
Hugh was very quiet all the time, doing his work day by day, and when at home noting all that went on with a new observance.
But when the appointed day arrived, he seemed suddenly to have cast off his troubles.
His father and mother exchanged glances as he romped25 with Fred and Prissie before they went to bed, and seemed in all ways to have returned to his old cheery self.
“What shall we do without him?” was the thought in both their minds, for they could not doubt his high spirits to be caused by the thought of beginning on a new life with the old troubles left behind him.
The evening came to an end at last, and all the juniors except Hugh and Mildred had retired26 to bed.
Hugh fidgeted with the lamp for a minute, and then threw himself down upon the rug, his head upon his mother’s knee. She smoothed his hair with loving fingers. “Well, dear?”
“Well, I wrote to Haviland this morning and declined his offer,” Hugh answered; “told him I had too good a berth27 at the Blue-friars to
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throw it up, but ‘thanked him kindly28 all the same,’ and——”
“You’re going to stay, my boy?” his father cried, in a voice that was not quite so firm as usual.
“Yes,” Hugh said steadily29, “I’m going to stay.”
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