Nothing further. That was why she had manoeuvred, carefully, skilfully17, and with perfect feminine tact18, never ceasing until the object was accomplished19, that it was understood that Mr. Joyce joined the family circle always after dinner, whether there were visitors or not; that was why she invariably found opportunities to have him seated by her side, or standing20 by her turning over the pages of her music, while Lord Hetherington, with a dexterity21 only acquired by long practice, held up the newspaper before him, being at the time sound asleep, and her ladyship, scorning concealment22, slumbered23 placidly24 in the garish25 light of the moderator lamp.
Nothing further. That was why Lady Caroline had suddenly taken to pedestrian exercise, wanted an escort occasionally to the village, and hated the idea of being followed about in the country by a footman; found she had quite forgotten that charming Shakespeare, and determined27 to read his dear plays again, and would not trouble Mr. Joyce to send those heavy big volumes from the library, but would come in and read them there occasionally, if he was quite sure she did not disturb him. The jealous tortures endured by the valiant28 Othello, which Lady Caroline selected for her first Shakespearian reading, apparently29 did not interest her very much. The great family history of the Wests, derived from ancient chronicles and documents, upon which Lord Hetherington's secretary was engaged, made but little progress on the occasions of her ladyship's visits. There were the longest and the pleasantest talks. In Caroline Mansergh's hands Joyce was as pliable30 as potter's clay. In less than a week after the dinner-party he had told her the history of his life, made her acquainted with his hopes and fears, his wishes and aspirations31. Of course she heard about his engagement to Marian; equally of course that was the part of the story in which she felt and shared the greatest interest. Very quickly she knew it all. Under her skilful16 questioning, Joyce not merely told her what had actually occurred, but opened to her the secret chambers32 of his heart, and displayed to her penetrating33 sense feelings with the existence of which he himself was scarcely acquainted. The odd uncomfortable sensation which first came over him in his last walk with Marian round the school garden, when she spoke34 of how it might have been better if they had never met, and how poorly armed he was for the great conflict of life, the renewal35 of the sting with its bitterness increased fifty-fold at the receipt of her letter dilating36 on the luxury of Woolgreaves, and her dread37 of the poverty which they would have to encounter, the last hint given to him in the worldly advice contained in Jack38 Byrne's letter--all these were submitted to Lady Caroline's keen powers of dissection39, without Walter's being in the least aware how much of his inner life he had made patent to her. A look, a nod, a word here or there, begat, increased, and developed his assurance of sympathy; and he could have talked till all eternity40 on the subject dearest to his heart.
Lady Caroline let him talk, and only starred the dialogue with occasional interjections, always of a sympathising character. When she was alone, she would sit for hours reviewing the conversation just past in the minutest detail, weighing and reweighing sentences and even words which Joyce had spoken, sifting41, balancing, ascribing to such and such influences, putting aside such and such theories, bringing all her feminine wits--and in the great points of feminine cleverness, an odd common sense, and an undefinable blundering on to the right, she had no superior--to the solution of the question of Walter Joyce's future so far as Marian Ashurst was concerned. Whatever conclusion she may have arrived at she kept to herself; no one ever had the slightest glimmering42 of it. Her talks with Walter Joyce were as numerous as ever, her interest in his career no less, her delight in his society by no means impaired43; but the name of Miss Ashurst never passed Lady Caroline's lips, and whenever she saw the conversation necessarily veering44 that way, she invariably struck it out into some new channel. Not that Lady Caroline Mansergh had any jealousy45 of this "simple maiden46 in her flower;" she would not have allowed that for an instant, would not have allowed, in her most secret communings with herself, that such a thing could be possible; for she had been properly and rigidly47 brought up in the Belgravian code of morals, though a little inclined to kick against them now and think for herself; and the Belgravian code of morals holds the cultivation48 of the bien-séances as the most essential portion of a young lady's curriculum, and the bien-séances effectively ignored the existence of any such low sentiment as jealousy in the minds of perfectly49 constituted members of the upper classes. Not that Walter Joyce would have noticed the display of any such passion as jealousy, or, as Lady Caroline thought rather ruefully, could allow any such feeling to be excited in him. In all her experience--and it had been large and vast--she had never come across a man so completely---- Well, she could scarcely find a term for it. It was not apathetic50; because he was bright and intelligent and earnest. Perhaps confiding51 was the best word to use so far as his relations with Marian were concerned, though, as Lady Caroline felt, those relations were a little dashed with recent doubt; and as for his feelings with regard to herself, skilled mistress as she was in the art of such wordy warfare52, Lady Caroline could never trap him into an ambuscade, or force him into anything like an acknowledgment of a liking53 for her. It was not for the want of trying to evoke54 it, not for lack of given opportunity on her part, that this avowal55 never was made. Fortune favoured her, notably56 on one occasion; and if Walter Joyce had ever contemplated anything beyond a feeling of pleasant friendship for Lady Caroline Mansergh, he would have availed himself of that occasion for expressing it. Thus it came about. Lady Caroline was sitting half buried in a big soft easy-chair before the library fire, presumably enjoying Othello,but really watching her brother's secretary, who was busily transcribing57 from a big black-letter volume before him some of the glorious deeds of her remote ancestry58. Raising his eyes after one of his pen-dips, Joyce met Lady Caroline's glance fixed59 straight upon him, and said--
"Thinking of Iago's subtlety60, Lady Caroline, or Desdemona's innate61 weakness? The former, I should say, judging from your expression."
"My expression must be very poor, then, Mr. Joyce, or your powers of reading expression must be extremely limited. I was thinking of something totally different."
"May one ask of what?"
He had had a long day at the chronicles of the West family, and a little relief was absolutely necessary.
"Oh dear, yes; my thoughts were certainly not to be marked 'confidential62' or even 'private.' I was thinking about our going back to town."
"Oh, indeed! Is that imminent63?"
"I should say certainly. Parliament meets within a fortnight, and West, I mean Lord Hetherington, never misses that. Lady Hetherington won't let him go alone, and once in Beaufort Square, I suppose they'll stop on."
"I suppose so. This house will seem wonderfully different when you have all left it."
"Naturally. Deserted64 houses must be different to those filled with company, though their actual appearance is of course only known to the housekeeper65 who is left in them, and housekeepers66 seldom give their impressions to the world."
"If you are interested in the subject, perhaps you will permit me to give you a faithful photograph of Westhope in its dismantled67 state."
"Evolved from your inner graciousness, like the German's idea of the camel?"
"On the contrary, drawn68 in the minutest detail from personal observation. The exact position of the pen which Lord Hetherington threw down after signing his last cheque for Mr. Deacon, the steward69, the state of the withering70 hothouse flowers left by her ladyship on her table in the drawing-room, the vacant chair in the library once filled by----"
"Thanks, that's enough! I won't trouble you to be poetical71, Mr. Joyce; that will be wanted one day at Helmingham, I suppose, and it's never wise to be extravagant72 with one's ideas. But you don't mean to say you think you will be left behind here, at Westhope, when the family returns to town?"
"Assuredly, Lady Caroline! How else should I be able to make any progress with my work?"
"I think you will find," said Lady Caroline, with a smile, "that the history of our family, wonderfully interesting as it doubtless is, and anxiously expected by the literary world, as it necessarily must be, will have to remain in abeyance73 for a little time. The fact is, that Lord Hetherington has been recently much struck with the levelling and democratic spirit of the age, and has determined, so far as he is able, to stem the torrent75. He will need a certain amount of assistance before bringing the matter before the House of Lords, and for that assistance I know he looks to you!"
He was a trying man, this Mr. Joyce. There was a scarcely suppressed gleam of fun in Lady Caroline's usually earnest eyes that ought to have conveyed to any man acquainted with the circumstances of the position the fact that this new combination had been suggested by her, and by her alone, and that she perfectly appreciated not merely its serviceable but its ludicrous side. Walter Joyce appreciated neither. He should of course be ready to give his services in whatever way they might be required, he said, adding with clumsy candour that he had been almost looking forward to the time of the family's departure for the additional facilities which would be afforded him in getting on with his work.
This was too much for Lady Caroline. A flush passed across her cheek, as she said--
"It has been Lady Hetherington's accidental, and by no means wilful76 error, Mr. Joyce, that your time has been already so much intruded77 on. We have, unfortunately for us no doubt, been unaccustomed to the ways of recluses78, and have preposterously79 imagined that a little society might be more agreeable to them than----"
But here she stopped, catching80 sight of the troubled expression on his face, of his downcast eyes and twitching81 lips. There was silence for a moment, but he soon mastered his emotion.
"I see plainly that I have blundered, as was not unnatural82 that I should, through the lack of power of expressing myself clearly. Believe me, Lady Caroline, that I am infinitely83 indebted to Lord and Lady Hetherington, and to you especially. Yes, indeed, for I know where the indebtedness lies--more especially to you for all the kindness you have shown me, and the notice you have taken of me. And I--I intended----"
"Will you prove the truth of your protestations by never saying another word on the subject? The give-and-take principle has been carried out in our society as much as the most ardent85 democrat74, say yourself, Mr. Joyce, could have desired. I am sure you are too good-natured to mourn over the hours torn from your great work and frittered away in frivolous86 conversation when you know that you have helped Lady Hetherington and myself to undergo an appalling87 amount of country people, and that while the dead Wests may grieve over the delay in the publication of their valour and virtue88, the living Wests are grateful for assistance rendered them in their conflict with the bores. However, all that is nearly at an end. When the family is at Hetherington House, I have no doubt you will be enabled to enjoy the strictest seclusion89. Meantime, there is only one festivity that I know of which is likely to cause us to ask you to tear yourself away from your chronicles."
"And that is?"
"A skating-party. Consequently dependent on the state of the weather. So that if you are still hermitically inclined, you had better pray for a thaw90. If the frost holds like this, we are anticipating a very pleasant afternoon to-morrow: the people from the barracks and some others are coming over, the men report the ice in capital order, and there's to be luncheon91 and that kind of thing. But perhaps, after all, you don't skate, Mr. Joyce?"
"Oh yes, indeed--and you?"
"Nothing in the world I'm so fond of, or, if I may say so, that I do so well. We wintered one year in Vienna; there was a piece of water privately92 enclosed called the Schwann Spiegel, where the Emperor--never mind!"
The next day was very bright and very pleasant. Whether Walter Joyce had prayed for a thaw or not, it is certain that the frost of the previous night had been very mild as compared with its immediate93 predecessors94; the wind had shifted round to the south-west, the sun had actual warmth, and weatherwise people assumed to notice a certain dun effect of the atmosphere, and therefrom to presage95 snow. The notion of the skating-party about to take place had been received with immense delight at the barracks at Brocksopp, and at the various houses to which invitations had been forwarded. To exhibit themselves in becoming costume a little removed from ordinary every-day dress was in itself a delight to the younger members of society; while the elders, independently of their gratification in being brought personally into contact with the Lord-Lieutenant96 of the county, knew the capabilities97 of the Westhope cellar and kitchen, and recognised the fact that luncheon under such auspices98 meant something more than sandwiches and cheap sherry. The gathering99 was held on a large sheet of water which was a pond, but which, being situate in the Westhope domain100, profited by the generally aristocratic nature of its surroundings and was called a lake, lying about half a mile from the house. A large tent had been pitched on the bank, and as of course it was impossible to have any regular sit-down luncheon, refreshments101 were perpetually going on, "snacks" were indulged in between the performance of wild evolutions given out to be quadrilles, and gone through to the music of the military band, which, with very blue cheeks and very stiff fingers, was playing on the bank, and the consumption of liquids, from champagne102 in tumblers to curaçoa in wine-glasses, was tremendous.
The party from Westhope had driven down in a break, in which a seat had been offered to Walter Joyce by Lady Hetherington herself, who had condescended103 to visit the library for the express purpose. It happened, however, that the secretary was specially84 engaged on an important letter, which it was necessary should be despatched that day, so that he was compelled to ask to be allowed to find his own way to the lake. When he arrived, there was already a large gathering, the bank was lined with spectators, and there was a tolerably large number of skaters. Lord Hetherington, wrapped in an enormous fur coat, with a hood104 hanging half-way down his back, was standing looking on with a somewhat melancholy105 expression. It had just occurred to him that skating was a pleasant pastime, that to skate well was a thing of which a man might reasonably be proud; at the same time he realised the fact that it was a thing impossible to be done by proxy--he could not get any man to skate for him and give him the credit of it. Colonel Tapp, cleaner shaved and waxier moustached than ever, stood by his lordship. The colonel did not skate--not that he could not; in his youth he had been a proficient106 in the art, but he was not in his youth now, and was so strapped107, and busked, and laced into his various garments, outer and inner, that he feared if by mischance he fell it might either be impossible for him to get up at all, or something might give way and cause him to be raised in a limp and unpresentable condition. Mr. Biscoe had no such qualms109, and was buckling110 on his skates with all his characteristic impetuosity--old-fashioned skates, cumbrous with woodwork, and with curly tops, very different from the light and elegant trifles in which handsome little Mr. Boyd was performing all sorts of figures before the countess and a group of ladies gathered together on the bank, and trying to look as if they were interested and amused.
"Charmin' scene!" said Lord Hetherington, surveying the lake in a birdlike fashion, with his head on one side. "Quite charmin'! Whenever I see ice and that kind of thing, always reminds me of some humorous adventures I once read in a book 'bout26 man on the ice; Pickwinkle, or some such name. 'Commonly humorous book, to be sure!" and his lordship laughed very heartily111 at his reminiscences.
"You mean Pickwick, my lord," said the colonel. "Ah! hope what happened to him won't happen to any of our party, specially our fair friends who are pirouetting away there so prettily112. If you recollect113 the ice broke and Mr. Pickwick got a ducking. How's the ice, Boyd?" to the boy who came spinning to the edge at the moment.
"First class, colonel; couldn't be in better form; it's as hard as nails and as slippery as--as old boots," said Mr. Boyd, after hesitating an instant for an appropriate simile114.
"Ah! but just keep up this end, will you?" said Mr. Biscoe, looking up, his face purple with the exertion115 of pulling at a refractory116 strap108. "I was past here yesterday morning and saw that at the other end the men had broken up the ice for the deer or the waterfowl, and consequently what's there is only last night's frost, binding117 together the floating bits of yesterday, and likely to be very rotten."
"Better have a board with 'Dangerous' or somethin' of that sort written on it and stuck up, hadn't we?" suggested Lord Hetherington, with Serpentine118 reminiscences.
"Scarcely time to get one prepared, my lord," replied Mr. Biscoe, with a slight smile. "Here, two of you men take a rope and lay it across the ice just below that alder119 tree--that'll warn 'em; and you, Boyd, tell 'em all to keep above that line. No good having any bother if one can prevent it." And Mr. Biscoe hobbled down the bank and shot away across the lake, returning in an instant, and showing that if his skates were old-fashioned, he could keep pace with any of the young ones notwithstanding.
"Nice exercise--very," said the colonel, who was getting so cold that he was almost prepared to risk the chance of a tumble, and "have a pair on." "I do like to see a woman skating; there's something in it that's--ah!" and the old colonel kissed the tips of his fingers, partly to warm them, partly to express his admiration120. "Now, who is that in the brown velvet121 trimmed with fur?--she seems to know all about it."
"That's my sister Caroline," said his lordship, looking through his double glass. "Yes, she skates capitally, don't she? Pretty dress, too; looks like those people in the pictures outside the polkas, don't it? Who's---- Oh, Mr. Joyce! How d'ye do, Mr. Joyce? My secretary; very decent young man, that."
The colonel merely coughed behind his buckskin glove. He did not think much of secretaries, and shared Jack Cade's opinion in regard to the professors of the arts of reading and writing. Just then Lady Caroline approached the bank.
"Colonel, are you inclined to back the service in general and your own regiment122 in particular? Mr. Patey and I are going to have a race. Of course he gives me a long start. Will you bet?"
"Too delighted to have the chance of losing," said the colonel with old-fashioned gallantry. "And I'll give odds123, too--a dozen pairs to half-a-dozen.--Patey, sustain the credit of the corps124 in every particular."
"Depend on me, colonel," said Mr. Patsy, a long-limbed lieutenant of untiring wind. "Mr. Boyd, take Lady Caroline to her place, and then start us."
Walter Joyce had heard none of this colloquy125. He had joined Mr. Biscoe, with whom he had formed a great friendship, and was showing him how to shift from the outer edge of an "eight," and shoot off into a "spread eagle,"--an intricate movement requiring all your attention,--when he heard a sharp crack, followed by a loud shout. Without a word they dashed off to the other end of the lake where the crowd was greatest. Joyce arrived first. What he saw was a large pool of water where ice had been; floating on it a small round velvet cap trimmed with fur. He looked hastily round. She was not there--then he knew what had occurred.
At that instant his arm was seized by Mr. Biscoe, who whispered--
"Wait, man! They're fetching the rope!"
"Stand back," he cried, "it'd be too late! Let me go!" and the next instant he was diving beneath the floating fragments of the ice.
"It was as near as a toucher," Mr. Boyd said; and he was right. When they pulled him in, Joyce's arm, which had been wound round Lady Caroline, had nearly given way, and the hand with which he had clung to the ice-edge was all bruised126 and bleeding. Just as they were lifted on shore he thought he saw her lips move. He bent127 his head, and heard one word--"Walter!"--then he fainted.
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