Let us change the scene and put back the clock. Ah, how many hearts would rejoice if it were as easy to return on the track of Time in real life as it is to do so in a tale!
It was the evening of the day in which Jones and Billy went to sea in the little boat. Ramsgate, Mr Durant’s supper-table, with Stanley Hall and Robert Queeker as guests.
They were all very happy and merry, for Stanley was recounting with graphic2 power some of the incidents of his recent voyage. Mr Durant was rich enough to take the loss of his vessel3 with great equanimity—all the more so that it had been fully4 insured. Mr Queeker was in a state of bliss5 in consequence of having been received graciously by Fanny, whose soul was aflame with sentiment so powerful that she could not express it except through the medium of a giggle6. Only once had Fanny been enabled to do full justice to herself, and that was when, alone with Katie in the mysterious gloom of a midnight confabulation, she suddenly observed that size and looks in men were absolutely nothing—less than nothing—and that in her estimation heart and intellect were everything!
In the midst of his mirth Mr Durant suddenly turned to Queeker and said—
“By the way, what made you so late of coming to-night, Queeker? I thought you had promised to come to tea.”
“Well, yes, but—a—that is,” stammered7 Queeker in confusion, “in fact I was obliged to keep an appointment in connection with the—the particular business—”
“Well, secret mission if you choose,” laughed Queeker; “at all events it was that which prevented my getting here sooner. In truth, I did not expect to have managed to come so soon, but we came to the boat—”
Queeker stopped short and blushed violently, feeling that he had slightly, though unintentionally, committed himself.
“Oh, there’s a boat in the secret mission, is there?” cried Stanley; “come, let us make a game of it. Was it an iron boat?”
“No,” replied Queeker, laughing, for he felt that at all events he was safe in answering that question.
“Was it a wooden one?” asked Katie.
“Well—ye—”
“Was it a big one?” demanded Mr Durant, entering into the spirit of the game.
“Was there a man in it?” said Katie.
Queeker hesitated.
“And a boy?” cried Stanley.
The question was put unwittingly, but being so put Queeker stammered, and again blushed.
Katie on the contrary turned pale, for her previously11 expressed hope that there might be some connection between Queeker’s mission and Billy Towler’s troubles flashed into her mind.
“But was there a boy in it?” she said, with a sudden earnestness that induced every one to look at her in surprise.
“Really, I pray—I must beg,” said Queeker, “that you won’t make this a matter of even jocular inquiry12. Of course I know that no one here would make improper13 use of any information that I might give, but I have been pledged to secrecy14 by my employers.”
“But,” continued Katie in the same anxious way as before, “it will not surely be a breach15 of confidence merely to tell me if the boy was a small, active, good-looking little fellow, with bright eyes and curly hair.”
“I am bound to admit,” said Queeker, “that your description is correct.”
To the amazement16, not to say consternation17, of every one, Katie covered her face with her hands and burst into tears, exclaiming in an agony of distress18 that she knew it; she had feared it after sending him away; that she had ruined him, and that it was too late now to do anything.
“No, not too late, perhaps,” she repeated, suddenly raising her large beautiful eyes, which swam in tears; “oh papa, come with me up-stairs, I must speak with you alone at once.”
She seized her astonished father by the hand and led him unresisting from the room.
Having hurriedly related all she knew about Billy Towler, Morley Jones, and Nora, she looked up in his face and demanded to know what was to be done.
“Done, my dear child,” he replied, looking perplexed19, “we must go at once and see how much can be undone20. You tell me you have Nora’s address. Well, we’ll go there at once.”
“But—but,” said Katie, “Nora does not know the full extent of her father’s wickedness, and we want to keep it from her if possible.”
“A very proper desire to spare her pain, Katie, but in the circumstances we cannot help ourselves; we must do what we can to frustrate21 this man’s designs and save the boy.”
So saying Mr Durant descended22 to the dining-room. He explained that some suspicious facts had come to his daughter’s knowledge which necessitated23 instant action; said that he was sorry Mr Queeker felt it incumbent24 on him to maintain secrecy in regard to his mission, but that he could not think of pressing him to act in opposition25 to his convictions, and, dismissing his guests with many apologies, went out with Katie in search of the abode26 of Nora Jones.
Stanley Hall, whose curiosity was aroused by all that had passed, went down to take a walk on the pier27 by way of wearing it off in a philosophical28 manner. He succeeded easily in getting rid of this feeling, but he could not so easily get rid of the image of Katie Durant. He had suspected himself in love with her before he sailed for India; his suspicions were increased on his return to England, and when he saw the burst of deep feeling to which she had so recently given way, and heard the genuine expressions of remorse29, and beheld30 her sweet face bedewed with tears of regret and pity, suspicion was swallowed up in certainty.
He resolved then and there to win her, if he could, and marry her! Here a touch of perplexity assailed31 him, but he fought it off nobly.
He was young, no doubt, and had no money, but what then?—he was strong, had good abilities, a father in a lucrative32 practice, with the prospect33 of assisting and ultimately succeeding him. That was enough, surely.
The lodging34 which he had taken for a few days was retaken that night for an indefinite period, and he resolved to lay siege to her heart in due form.
But that uncertainty35 which is proverbial in human affairs stepped within the circle of his life and overturned his plans. On returning to his rooms he found a telegram on the table. His father, it informed him, was dangerously ill. By the next train he started for home, and arrived to find that his father was dead.
A true narrative36 of any portion of this world’s doings must of necessity be as varied37 as the world itself, and equally abrupt38 in its transitions. From the lively supper-table Stanley Hall passed to the deathbed of his father. In like manner we must ask the reader to turn with us from the contemplation of Stanley’s deep sorrow to the observation of Queeker’s poetic39 despair.
Maddened between the desire to tell all he knew regarding the secret mission to Mr Durant, and the command laid on him by his employers to be silent, the miserable40 youth rushed frantically41 to his lodgings42, without any definite intentions, but more than half inclined to sink on his knees before his desk, and look up to the moon, or stars, or; failing these, to the floating light for inspiration, and pen the direful dirge43 of something dreadful and desperate! He had even got the length of the first line, and had burst like a thunderbolt into his room muttering—
“Great blazing wonder of illimitable spheres,”
when he became suddenly aware of the fact that his chair was occupied by the conchological friend with whom he had spent the earlier part of that day, who was no other than the man with the keen grey eyes.
“Why—I—thought you were off to London!” exclaimed Queeker, with a very red face.
“I’m very glad of it,” replied Queeker, running his fingers through his hair and sitting down opposite his friend with a deep sigh, “because I’m in the most horrible state of perplexity. It is quite evident to me that the boy is known to Miss Durant, for she went off into such a state when I mentioned him and described him exactly.”
“Indeed,” said Mr Larks; “h’m! I know the boy too.”
“Do you? Why didn’t you tell me that?”
“There was no occasion to,” said the imperturbable46 Mr Larks, whose visage never by any chance conveyed any expression whatever, except when he pleased, and then it conveyed only and exactly the expression that he intended. “But come,” he continued, “let’s hear all about it, and don’t quote any poetry till you have done with the facts.”
Thus exhorted47 Queeker described the scene at the supper-table with faithful minuteness, and, on concluding, demanded what was to be done.
“H’m!” grunted48 Mr Larks. “They’ve gone to visit Nora Jones, so you and I shall go and keep them company. Come along.”
He put on his hat and went out, followed by his little friend.
In a lowly ill-furnished room in one of the poorest streets of the town, where rats and dogs and cats seemed to divide the district with poverty-stricken human beings, they found Nora sitting by the bedside of her grandmother, who appeared to be dying. A large Family Bible, from which she had been reading, was open on her knee.
Mr Larks had opened the door and entered without knocking. He and Queeker stood in the passage and saw the bed, the invalid49, and the watcher through an inner door which stood ajar. They could hear the murmurings of the old woman’s voice. She appeared to wander in her mind, for sometimes her words were coherent, at other times she merely babbled50.
“O Morley, Morley, give it up,” she said, during one of her lucid51 intervals52; “it has been the curse of our family. Your grandfather died of it; your father—ah! he was a man, tall and straight, and so kind, till he took to it; oh me! how it changed him! But the Lord saved his soul, though he let the body fall to the dust. Blessed be His holy name for that. Give it up, Morley, my darling boy; give it up, give it up—oh, for God’s sake give it up!”
She raised her voice at each entreaty53 until it almost reached a shriek54, and then her whole frame seemed to sink down into the bed from exhaustion55.
“Why don’t ’ee speak to me, Morley?” she resumed after a short time, endeavouring to turn her head round.
“Dearest granny,” said Nora, gently stroking one of her withered56 hands, which lay on the counterpane, “father is away just now. No doubt he will be back ere long.”
“Ay, ay, he’s always away; always away,” she murmured in a querulous tone; “always coming back too, but he never comes. Oh, if he would give it up—give it up—”
By this time Mr Larks had become aware of whispering voices in a part of the room which he could not see. Pushing the door a little farther open he entered softly, and in a darkened corner of the apartment beheld Mr Durant and Katie in close conversation with James Welton. They all rose, and Nora, seeing that the old woman had fallen into a slumber59, also rose and advanced towards the strangers. Mr Durant at once explained to her who Queeker was, and Queeker introduced Mr Larks as a friend who had come to see them on important business.
“I think we know pretty well what the business is about,” said Jim Welton, advancing and addressing himself to Mr Larks, “but you see,” he added, glancing towards the bed, “that this is neither the time nor place to prosecute60 your inquiries61, sir.”
Mr Larks, who was by no means an unfeeling man, though very stern, said that he had no intention of intruding62; he had not been aware that any one was ill in the house, and he would take it as a favour if Mr Welton would go outside and allow him the pleasure of a few words with him. Of course Jim agreed, but before going took Nora aside.
“I’ll not be back to-night, dearest,” he said in a low whisper. “To-morrow, early, I’ll return.”
“You will leave no stone unturned?” said Nora.
“Not one. I’ll do my best to save him.”
“And you have told me the worst—told me all?” asked Nora, with a look of intense grief mingled63 with anxiety on her pale face.
“I have,” said Jim, in a tone and with a look so earnest and truthful64 that Nora required no further assurance. She gave him a kindly65 but inexpressibly sad smile, and returned to her stool beside the bed. Her lover and Mr Larks went out, followed by Queeker.
“We won’t intrude66 on you longer to-night,” said Katie, going up to Nora and laying her hand quietly on her shoulder.
“Your visit is no intrusion,” said Nora, looking up with a quiet smile. “It was love that brought you here, I know. May our dear Lord bless you and your father for wishing to comfort the heart of one who needs it so much—oh, so much.” She put her hands before her face and was silent. Katie tried in vain to speak. The tears coursed freely down her cheeks, but never a word could she utter. She put her arm round the neck of the poor girl and kissed her. This was a language which Nora understood;—many words could not have expressed so much; no words could have expressed more.
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bliss
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inquiry
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frustrate
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descended
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