‘Some one else can have my present room,’ he remarked. ‘It would be preposterous3 to send that infant to the workhouse. A less sensitive person than I am can occupy my present parlour and bedroom; comfortable rooms, too.’ He sighed as he went out.
p. 51He was a man who disliked change, and he felt that he had been treated badly. Mrs Franklin had no right to bring a wailing1 niece of a few weeks old into the house where he lived, and it was unfair and inconsiderate. Well, there was no help for it; the baby had come and could not be displaced, and now there was nothing for it but for him to engage the rooms opposite, which were certainly not nearly so nice, nor so much to his taste. He had promised Mrs Franklin that he would give her a short time to consider, but in his heart of hearts he was quite certain that he must take the detested4 step.
Mr Martin was a retired5 merchant. He had plenty of money, and his working days were over. He generally went to his club in the morning, and he always returned about one o’clock in the day to a comfortable mid-day repast. Always p. 52sharp as the clock struck one, Martha placed upon Mr Martin’s board a smoking steak done to perfection. He had the same lunch every day—he drank a glass of ale with his steak. He required this simple meal to be served with regularity6. He insisted that his steak should always be tender and properly cooked—that was all—he would not have stayed a week in any lodgings where the landlady7 could not provide him with his steak and glass of beer as he liked them, sharp at one o’clock.
To-day he returned as usual, sighing a little as he entered the square.
What a troublesome baby that was! What a nuisance it would be to move! He doubted very much if the people opposite knew how to cook steak. He let himself into the house with his latchkey, hung up his coat and hat in the hall—he was a most methodical old gentleman—p. 53and turned into his parlour. He expected the usual scene to meet his eyes, the fire burning brightly, a snowy cloth on the table, and Martha in the act of placing an appetising covered dish on the board. This homely8 and domestic scene, however, was not destined9 to meet him to-day. The fire in the grate was out, there were no preparations for lunch on the table, and taking up the greater part of the light from one of the windows might have been seen the portly form of Mrs Potts.
Mrs Potts was the drawing-room lodger10, and Mr Martin both dreaded11 and detested her. He shrank back a step or two. What was she doing in his room? The absence of lunch was bad enough, but this unexpected and undesired company was insult on injury.
Mr Martin bowed, cleared his throat, and prepared to make an elaborate p. 54speech. Mrs Potts interrupted him fiercely.
‘My good sir, this is no time for ceremony—the wailing infant up-stairs and the two children of the house have been stolen since the morning. Mrs Franklin is almost out of her mind with grief, and suspicion points to you.’
‘Good gracious, madam, what do you mean?’ said poor Mr Martin in a limp voice. He sank down on the nearest chair, spreading out his hands on his knees. ‘What do you mean?’ he continued. ‘The children stolen! Who stole them?’
‘Perhaps you can answer that question. Who was it made such an indecent fuss this morning because a poor fatherless and motherless babe cried? Who threatened to leave if that same poor babe wasn’t sent to the workhouse? Answer me that, Mr Martin, and then tell me p. 55if you know nothing of the fate of the hapless innocents.’
Mr Martin looked cautiously round at the door, which was slightly ajar. He got up softly and shut it. Then he advanced gently across the room and came up close to Mrs Potts.
‘Answer me this,’ he said. ‘Did you like it, yourself?’
‘Did I like what? Good gracious, the man frightens me.’
‘Did you like the wailing sounds of the fatherless and motherless baby? You were nearer to it than I was. If you heard it last night, and felt all the pity you now express, you had a good opportunity of putting it to the test by going up-stairs and lulling12 the unfortunate babe to rest. A woman’s mission, too, I have always understood.’
‘I! I do what you describe!’ she p. 56said. ‘You forget yourself, Mr Martin.’
‘I fail to see that I do, Mrs Potts. It strikes me that it is rather the other way. Perhaps you will do me the kindness to let me have my room in peace.’
Mrs Potts made a sweeping14 curtsey and vanished, and Mr Martin stood for some time in his deserted15 parlour feeling far more uncomfortable than he liked to confess. He was methodical and fussy16, but he was by no means an ill-natured man. He thought Mrs Potts most impertinent, but her news distressed17 him. After reflecting for a few moments, he went across to the fireplace, and pulled his bell sharply. After a short pause the kitchen slavey answered his summons: her eyes were red with weeping, and her nose very smutty. Mr Martin hated dirty servants. He turned his back to her as he spoke19.
p. 57‘Jane, is your mistress in?’
‘Yes, sir. Please sir, we’re all distraught with grief. You have heard of the—the—’
‘I’ll inquire, please sir. Missus is having her fourth hysteric fit just now.’
‘Then I beg’—Mr Martin’s face grew quite white—‘I beg you won’t disturb her until she is equal to seeing me.’ (‘How awful if the fifth comes on in this room,’ he mentally thought. ‘I’ve a good mind to tell her not to disturb herself.’)
But Jane had vanished.
‘Yes,’ she said, ‘I am in very great distress18. The children, Peter and Flossy, p. 58have evidently run away with that poor baby. Flossy was in the room when you spoke to me this morning, Mr Martin, and she must have taken fright at your words. The children took the opportunity to leave the house when I was out marketing22. Your steak is being cooked, Mr Martin. I must apologise for the delay.’
‘Madam, I beg you won’t mention it. I am deeply grieved that this should have happened, and that I am the cause. I am more grieved than I can possibly express. I would rather lie awake all night listening to those yells of that miserable23 infant than that this—this—should have happened. The alarm, the upsetting of the household routine, the inroad into my sanctum of that awful female—h’m—of your drawing-room lodger—and last but not least, the danger to three innocent human creatures. I p. 59am overpowered with remorse24 at the sorry part I have played myself.’
‘Don’t mention it, Mr Martin. I always said there’d be trouble when the baby was brought. It can’t be helped now. Of course we must keep it, but I’m sorry to lose a valuable and considerate lodger like yourself, sir.’
‘H’m! Are any steps being taken to recover the children?’
‘My husband has gone to the nearest police-station, sir. Poor mites25, and Flossy’s not so strong in her chest. They’re safe to be back by to-night, Mr Martin. And perhaps you’d like some one to help you with your packing, sir?’
‘H’m! I’ll consider it,’ said Mr Martin. ‘I’m—I’m not such a young man as I was, Mrs Franklin.’
‘Oh, I’m sure, sir. Well, we’re none of us that, are we? I should take you, p. 60sir, begging your pardon, to be but a very little way on the wrong side of forty.’
‘On the wrong side of sixty,’ he said. ‘Now, now, no humbugging, I beg.’
‘Well, sir, about the packing. My head is all in a muddle27, it is true, but any help that I can give’—
‘What do you say to a baize door?’ replied Mr Martin, rather irrelevantly28.
‘I—I beg your pardon, sir?’
‘And a very thick curtain inside my room door? It is true I have heard it remarked that the wails29 of an infant when teething will penetrate30 through any obstacles. Still, a baize door inside your nursery door, and thick curtains inside mine would soften31 the disturbance—yes, would soften it. I was going to say that I would provide them.’
p. 61‘Then you will stay after all, sir?’
‘Well, well, do you agree with me? do you think my plan will make matters easier?’
‘Oh, won’t they just!’ said Mrs Franklin, tears now brimming over in her eyes. ‘You’re a good man, Mr Martin, and God will bless you, sir.’
‘Mother,’ said Flossy, when at last she got home, ‘it’s all right about Dickory. We took her to the lady what cried.’
Mrs Franklin had Flossy in her arms when she made this remark. Now she pressed her close with one arm, and with the other drew Peter to her side.
‘Tell me the whole story, my darlings,’ she said.
Which they did, Mr Martin himself coming into the kitchen and listening to them.
p. 62‘Why, I know Mrs Ross,’ he said suddenly. ‘It’s a splendid chance for the infant, a splendid chance. Miles better than a baize door and thick curtains. Only you won’t forget that I made you the offer, Mrs Franklin?’
‘No, sir. I’m never likely to forget that.’
‘It’s a splendid chance,’ repeated Mr Martin. ‘The Rosses are wealthy, and she’s just that eccentric, generous, impulsive32 creature who would be sure to take to a child brought to her so. I consider you a very clever little girl, Flossy Franklin.’
But Peter put his head down upon the table, and began to cry, for his heart was very sore for Dickory.
However, in the end even Peter was comforted. When next the children saw Dickory she was beautifully dressed, she p. 63had a grand nurse all to herself, and two splendid nurseries entirely33 at her own disposal. The grand nurse said that she was a most refined baby, that she must have very good blood in her veins34, for she had such a ‘haristocratic way.’
The grand nurse felt rather inclined to look down upon Peter and Flossy Franklin, but not so Dickory herself. Out went her baby arms, dimples came into her baby face, and with a crow of rapture35 she nestled up into Peter’s embrace.
‘Eh, but she’s a ’cute young ’un,’ he said with his slow smile.
And somehow after that he was comforted. He felt that it would have been wrong of him to stand in the way of such a brilliant lot for his darling.
Flossy and he went back to the attic36, which was no longer at all a cheerful apartment. They did not, however, spend p. 64so much of their time there as formerly37, for Mr Martin had taken a fancy to the children, and they often now spent their evenings with him.
On these occasions he was often seen to regard them both with a puzzled look on his somewhat testy38 but still kind-hearted face.
‘The cleverest little girl in the world,’ he would say, signifying Flossy by a motion of his hand. ‘For it is my private belief that even curtains and a baize door would not have softened39 the piercing sound. Yes, Flossy got me out of my dilemma40 in a wonderful way.’
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