Tho’ the tear was in her e’e,
“Whate’er ye say, think what ye may,
Ye’s get na word frae me!”’
SCOTCH1 BALLAD2.
It was not merely that Margaret was known to Mr. Thornton to have spoken falsely — though she imagined that for this reason only was she so turned in his opinion — but that this falsehood of hers bore a distinct reference in his mind to some other lover. He could not forget the fond and earnest look that had passed between her and some other man — the attitude of familiar confidence, if not of positive endearment6. The thought of this perpetually stung him; it was a picture before his eyes, wherever he went and whatever he was doing. In addition to this (and he ground his teeth as he remembered it), was the hour, dusky twilight7; the place, so far away from home, and comparatively unfrequented. His nobler self had said at first, that all this last might be accidental, innocent, justifiable8; but once allow her right to love and be beloved (and had he any reason to deny her right? — had not her words been severely9 explicit10 when she cast his love away from her?), she might easily have been beguiled11 into a longer walk, on to a later hour than she had anticipated. But that falsehood! which showed a fatal consciousness of something wrong, and to be concealed12, which was unlike her. He did her that justice, though all the time it would have been a relief to believe her utterly13 unworthy of his esteem15. It was this that made the misery16 — that he passionately17 loved her, and thought her, even with all her faults, more lovely and more excellent than any other woman; yet he deemed her so attached to some other man, so led away by her affection for him as to violate her truthful18 nature. The very falsehood that stained her, was a proof how blindly she loved another — this dark, slight, elegant, handsome man — while he himself was rough, and stern, and strongly made. He lashed19 himself into an agony of fierce jealousy20. He thought of that look, that attitude! — how he would have laid his life at her feet for such tender glances, such fond detention21! He mocked at himself, for having valued the mechanical way in which she had protected him from the fury of the mob; now he had seen how soft and bewitching she looked when with a man she really loved. He remembered, point by point, the sharpness of her words —‘There was not a man in all that crowd for whom she would not have done as much, far more readily than for him.’ He shared with the mob, in her desire of averting23 bloodshed from them; but this man, this hidden lover, shared with nobody; he had looks, words, hand-cleavings, lies, concealment24, all to himself.
Mr. Thornton was conscious that he had never been so irritable25 as he was now, in all his life long; he felt inclined to give a short abrupt26 answer, more like a bark than a speech, to every one that asked him a question; and this consciousness hurt his pride he had always piqued27 himself on his self-control, and control himself he would. So the manner was subdued28 to a quiet deliberation, but the matter was even harder and sterner than common. He was more than usually silent at home; employing his evenings in a continual pace backwards29 and forwards, which would have annoyed his mother exceedingly if it had been practised by any one else; and did not tend to promote any forbearance on her part even to this beloved son.
‘Can you stop — can you sit down for a moment? I have something to say to you, if you would give up that everlasting30 walk, walk, walk.’
He sat down instantly, on a chair against the wall.
‘I want to speak to you about Betsy. She says she must leave us; that her lover’s death has so affected31 her spirits she can’t give her heart to her work.’
‘Very well. I suppose other cooks are to be met with.’
‘That’s so like a man. It’s not merely the cooking, it is that she knows all the ways of the house. Besides, she tells me something about your friend Miss Hale.’
‘Miss Hale is no friend of mine. Mr. Hale is my friend.’
‘I am glad to hear you say so, for if she had been your friend, what Betsy says would have annoyed you.’
‘Let me hear it,’ said he, with the extreme quietness of manner he had been assuming for the last few days.
‘Betsy says, that the night on which her lover — I forget his name — for she always calls him “he”——’
‘Leonards.’
‘The night on which Leonards was last seen at the station — when he was last seen on duty, in fact — Miss Hale was there, walking about with a young man who, Betsy believes, killed Leonards by some blow or push.’
‘Leonards was not killed by any blow or push.’
‘How do you know?’
‘Because I distinctly put the question to the surgeon of the Infirmary. He told me there was an internal disease of long standing32, caused by Leonards’ habit of drinking to excess; that the fact of his becoming rapidly worse while in a state of intoxication33, settled the question as to whether the last fatal attack was caused by excess of drinking, or the fall.’
‘The fall! What fall?’
‘Caused by the blow or push of which Betsy speaks.’
‘Then there was a blow or push?’
‘I believe so.’
‘And who did it?’
‘As there was no inquest, in consequence of the doctor’s opinion, I cannot tell you.’
‘But Miss Hale was there?’
No answer.
‘And with a young man?’
Still no answer. At last he said: ‘I tell you, mother, that there was no inquest — no inquiry34. No judicial35 inquiry, I mean.’
‘Betsy says that Woolmer (some man she knows, who is in a grocer’s shop out at Crampton) can swear that Miss Hale was at the station at that hour, walking backwards and forwards with a young man.’
‘I don’t see what we have to do with that. Miss Hale is at liberty to please herself.’
‘I’m glad to hear you say so,’ said Mrs. Thornton, eagerly. ‘It certainly signifies very little to us — not at all to you, after what has passed! but I— I made a promise to Mrs. Hale, that I would not allow her daughter to go wrong without advising and remonstrating36 with her. I shall certainly let her know my opinion of such conduct.’
‘I do not see any harm in what she did that evening,’ said Mr. Thornton, getting up, and coming near to his mother; he stood by the chimney-piece with his face turned away from the room.
‘You would not have approved of Fanny’s being seen out, after dark, in rather a lonely place, walking about with a young man. I say nothing of the taste which could choose the time, when her mother lay unburied, for such a promenade37. Should you have liked your sister to have been noticed by a grocer’s assistant for doing so?’
‘In the first place, as it is not many years since I myself was a draper’s assistant, the mere3 circumstance of a grocer’s assistant noticing any act does not alter the character of the act to me. And in the next place, I see a great deal of difference between Miss Hale and Fanny. I can imagine that the one may have weighty reasons, which may and ought to make her overlook any seeming Impropriety in her conduct. I never knew Fanny have weighty reasons for anything. Other people must guard her. I believe Miss Hale is a guardian38 to herself.’
‘A pretty character of your sister, indeed! Really, John, one would have thought Miss Hale had done enough to make you clear-sighted. She drew you on to an offer, by a bold display of pretended regard for you — to play you off against this very young man, I’ve no doubt. Her whole conduct is clear to me now. You believe he is her lover, I suppose — you agree to that.’
He turned round to his mother; his face was very gray and grim. ‘Yes, mother. I do believe he is her lover.’ When he had spoken, he turned round again; he writhed39 himself about, like one in bodily pain. He leant his face against his hand. Then before she could speak, he turned sharp again:
‘Mother. He is her lover, whoever he is; but she may need help and womanly counsel; — there may be difficulties or temptations which I don’t know. I fear there are. I don’t want to know what they are; but as you have ever been a good — ay! and a tender mother to me, go to her, and gain her confidence, and tell her what is best to be done. I know that something is wrong; some dread40, must be a terrible torture to her.’
‘For God’s sake, John!’ said his mother, now really shocked, ‘what do you mean? What do you mean? What do you know?’
He did not reply to her.
‘John! I don’t know what I shan’t think unless you speak. You have no right to say what you have done against her.’
‘Not against her, mother! I could not speak against her.’
‘Well! you have no right to say what you have done, unless you say more. These half-expressions are what ruin a woman’s character.’
‘Her character! Mother, you do not dare —’ he faced about, and looked into her face with his flaming eyes. Then, drawing himself up into determined41 composure and dignity, he said, ‘I will not say any more than this, which is neither more nor less than the simple truth, and I am sure you believe me — I have good reason to believe, that Miss Hale is in some strait and difficulty connected with an attachment42 which, of itself, from my knowledge of Miss Hale’s character, is perfectly43 innocent and right. What my reason is, I refuse to tell. But never let me hear any one say a word against her, implying any more serious imputation44 than that she now needs the counsel of some kind and gentle woman. You promised Mrs. Hale to be that woman!’
No!’ said Mrs. Thornton. ‘I am happy to say, I did not promise kindness and gentleness, for I felt at the time that it might be out of my power to render these to one of Miss Hale’s character and disposition45. I promised counsel and advice, such as I would give to my own daughter; I shall speak to her as I would do to Fanny, if she had gone gallivanting with a young man in the dusk. I shall speak with relation to the circumstances I know, without being influenced either one way or another by the “strong reasons” which you will not confide5 to me. Then I shall have fulfilled my promise, and done my duty.’
‘She will never bear it,’ said he passionately.
‘She will have to bear it, if I speak in her dead mother’s name.’
‘Well!’ said he, breaking away, ‘don’t tell me any more about it. I cannot endure to think of it. It will be better that you should speak to her any way, than that she should not be spoken to at all. — Oh! that look of love!’ continued he, between his teeth, as he bolted himself into his own private room. ‘And that cursed lie; which showed some terrible shame in the background, to be kept from the light in which I thought she lived perpetually! Oh, Margaret, Margaret! Mother, how you have tortured me! Oh! Margaret, could you not have loved me? I am but uncouth46 and hard, but I would never have led you into any falsehood for me.’
The more Mrs. Thornton thought over what her son had said, in pleading for a merciful judgment47 for Margaret’s indiscretion, the more bitterly she felt inclined towards her. She took a savage48 pleasure in the idea of ‘speaking her mind’ to her, in the guise49 of fulfilment of a duty. She enjoyed the thought of showing herself untouched by the ‘glamour,’ which she was well aware Margaret had the power of throwing over many people. She snorted scornfully over the picture of the beauty of her victim; her jet black hair, her clear smooth skin, her lucid50 eyes would not help to save her one word of the just and stern reproach which Mrs. Thornton spent half the night in preparing to her mind.
‘Is Miss Hale within?’ She knew she was, for she had seen her at the window, and she had her feet inside the little hall before Martha had half answered her question.
Margaret was sitting alone, writing to Edith, and giving her many particulars of her mother’s last days. It was a softening51 employment, and she had to brush away the unbidden tears as Mrs. Thornton was announced.
She was so gentle and ladylike in her mode of reception that her visitor was somewhat daunted52; and it became impossible to utter the speech, so easy of arrangement with no one to address it to. Margaret’s low rich voice was softer than usual; her manner more gracious, because in her heart she was feeling very grateful to Mrs. Thornton for the courteous53 attention of her call. She exerted herself to find subjects of interest for conversation; praised Martha, the servant whom Mrs. Thornton had found for them; had asked Edith for a little Greek air, about which she had spoken to Miss Thornton. Mrs. Thornton was fairly discomfited54. Her sharp Damascus blade seemed out of place, and useless among rose-leaves. She was silent, because she was trying to task herself up to her duty At last, she stung herself into its performance by a suspicion which, in spite of all probability, she allowed to cross her mind, that all this sweetness was put on with a view of propitiating55 Mr. Thornton; that, somehow, the other attachment had fallen through, and that it suited Miss Hale’s purpose to recall her rejected lover. Poor Margaret! there was perhaps so much truth in the suspicion as this: that Mrs. Thornton was the mother of one whose regard she valued, and feared to have lost; and this thought unconsciously added to her natural desire of pleasing one who was showing her kindness by her visit. Mrs. Thornton stood up to go, but yet she seemed to have something more to say. She cleared her throat and began:
‘Miss Hale, I have a duty to perform. I promised your poor mother that, as far as my poor judgment went, I would not allow you to act in any way wrongly, or (she softened56 her speech down a little here) inadvertently, without remonstrating; at least, without offering advice, whether you took it or not.’
Margaret stood before her, blushing like any culprit, with her eyes dilating57 as she gazed at Mrs. Thornton. She thought she had come to speak to her about the falsehood she had told — that Mr. Thornton had employed her to explain the danger she had exposed herself to, of being confuted in full court! and although her heart sank to think he had not rather chosen to come himself, and upbraid58 her, and receive her penitence59, and restore her again to his good opinion, yet she was too much humbled60 not to bear any blame on this subject patiently and meekly61.
Mrs. Thornton went on:
‘At first, when I heard from one of my servants, that you had been seen walking about with a gentleman, so far from home as the Outwood station, at such a time of the evening, I could hardly believe it. But my son, I am sorry to say, confirmed her story. It was indiscreet, to say the least; many a young woman has lost her character before now ——’
Margaret’s eyes flashed fire. This was a new idea — this was too insulting. If Mrs. Thornton had spoken to her about the lie she had told, well and good — she would have owned it, and humiliated62 herself But to interfere63 with her conduct — to speak of her character! she — Mrs. Thornton, a mere stranger — it was too impertinent! She would not answer her — not one word. Mrs. Thornton saw the battle-spirit in Margaret’s eyes, and it called up her combativeness64 also.
‘For your mother’s sake, I have thought it right to warn you against such improprieties; they must degrade you in the long run in the estimation of the world, even if in fact they do not lead you to positive harm.’
‘For my mother’s sake,’ said Margaret, in a tearful voice, ‘I will bear much; but I cannot bear everything. She never meant me to be exposed to insult, I am sure.’
‘Insult, Miss Hale!’
‘Yes, madam,’ said Margaret more steadily65, ‘it is insult. What do you know of me that should lead you to suspect — Oh!’ said she, breaking down, and covering her face with her hands —‘I know now, Mr. Thornton has told you ——’
‘No, Miss Hale,’ said Mrs. Thornton, her truthfulness66 causing her to arrest the confession67 Margaret was on the point of making, though her curiosity was itching22 to hear it. ‘Stop. Mr. Thornton has told me nothing. You do not know my son. You are not worthy14 to know him. He said this. Listen, young lady, that you may understand, if you can, what sort of a man you rejected. This Milton manufacturer, his great tender heart scorned as it was scorned, said to me only last night, “Go to her. I have good reason to know that she is in some strait, arising out of some attachment; and she needs womanly counsel.” I believe those were his very words. Farther than that — beyond admitting the fact of your being at the Outwood station with a gentleman, on the evening of the twenty-sixth — he has said nothing — not one word against you. If he has knowledge of anything which should make you sob68 so, he keeps it to himself.’
Margaret’s face was still hidden in her hands, the fingers of which were wet with tears. Mrs. Thornton was a little mollified.
‘Come, Miss Hale. There may be circumstances, I’ll allow, that, if explained, may take off from the seeming impropriety.’
Still no answer. Margaret was considering what to say; she wished to stand well with Mrs. Thornton; and yet she could not, might not, give any explanation. Mrs. Thornton grew impatient.
‘I shall be sorry to break off an acquaintance; but for Fanny’s sake — as I told my son, if Fanny had done so we should consider it a great disgrace — and Fanny might be led away ——’
‘I can give you no explanation,’ said Margaret, in a low voice. ‘I have done wrong, but not in the way you think or know about. I think Mr. Thornton judges me more mercifully than you;’— she had hard work to keep herself from choking with her tears —‘but, I believe, madam, you mean to do rightly.’
‘Thank you,’ said Mrs. Thornton, drawing herself up; ‘I was not aware that my meaning was doubted. It is the last time I shall interfere. I was unwilling69 to consent to do it, when your mother asked me. I had not approved of my son’s attachment to you, while I only suspected it. You did not appear to me worthy of him. But when you compromised yourself as you did at the time of the riot, and exposed yourself to the comments of servants and workpeople, I felt it was no longer right to set myself against my son’s wish of proposing to you — a wish, by the way, which he had always denied entertaining until the day of the riot.’ Margaret winced70, and drew in her breath with a long, hissing71 sound; of which, however, Mrs. Thornton took no notice. ‘He came; you had apparently72 changed your mind. I told my son yesterday, that I thought it possible, short as was the interval73, you might have heard or learnt something of this other lover ——’
‘What must you think of me, madam?’ asked Margaret, throwing her head back with proud disdain74, till her throat curved outwards75 like a swan’s. ‘You can say nothing more, Mrs. Thornton. I decline every attempt to justify76 myself for anything. You must allow me to leave the room.’
And she swept out of it with the noiseless grace of an offended princess. Mrs. Thornton had quite enough of natural humour to make her feel the ludicrousness of the position in which she was left. There was nothing for it but to show herself out. She was not particularly annoyed at Margaret’s way of behaving. She did not care enough for her for that. She had taken Mrs. Thornton’s remonstrance77 to the full as keenly to heart as that lady expected; and Margaret’s passion at once mollified her visitor, far more than any silence or reserve could have done. It showed the effect of her words. ‘My young lady,’ thought Mrs. Thornton to herself; ‘you’ve a pretty good temper of your own. If John and you had come together, he would have had to keep a tight hand over you, to make you know your place. But I don’t think you will go a-walking again with your beau, at such an hour of the day, in a hurry. You’ve too much pride and spirit in you for that. I like to see a girl fly out at the notion of being talked about. It shows they’re neither giddy, nor hold by nature. As for that girl, she might be hold, but she’d never be giddy. I’ll do her that justice. Now as to Fanny, she’d be giddy, and not bold. She’s no courage in her, poor thing!’
Mr. Thornton was not spending the morning so satisfactorily as his mother. She, at any rate, was fulfilling her determined purpose. He was trying to understand where he stood; what damage the strike had done him. A good deal of his capital was locked up in new and expensive machinery78; and he had also bought cotton largely, with a view to some great orders which he had in hand. The strike had thrown him terribly behindhand, as to the completion of these orders. Even with his own accustomed and skilled workpeople, he would have had some difficulty in fulfilling his engagements; as it was, the incompetence79 of the Irish hands, who had to be trained to their work, at a time requiring unusual activity, was a daily annoyance80.
It was not a favourable81 hour for Higgins to make his request. But he had promised Margaret to do it at any cost. So, though every moment added to his repugnance82, his pride, and his sullenness83 of temper, he stood leaning against the dead wall, hour after hour, first on one leg, then on the other. At last the latch84 was sharply lifted, and out came Mr. Thornton.
‘I want for to speak to yo’, sir.’
‘Can’t stay now, my man. I’m too late as it is.’
‘Well, sir, I reckon I can wait till yo’ come back.’
Mr. Thornton was half way down the street. Higgins sighed. But it was no use. To catch him in the street was his only chance of seeing ‘the measter;’ if he had rung the lodge85 bell, or even gone up to the house to ask for him, he would have been referred to the overlooker. So he stood still again, vouchsafing86 no answer, but a short nod of recognition to the few men who knew and spoke4 to him, as the crowd drove out of the millyard at dinner-time, and scowling87 with all his might at the Irish ‘knobsticks’ who had just been imported. At last Mr. Thornton returned.
‘What! you there still!’
‘Ay, sir. I mun speak to yo’.’
‘Come in here, then. Stay, we’ll go across the yard; the men are not come back, and we shall have it to ourselves. These good people, I see, are at dinner;’ said he, closing the door of the porter’s lodge.
He stopped to speak to the overlooker. The latter said in a low tone:
‘I suppose you know, sir, that that man is Higgins, one of the leaders of the union; he that made that speech in Hurstfield.’
‘No, I didn’t,’ said Mr. Thornton, looking round sharply at his follower88. Higgins was known to him by name as a turbulent spirit.
‘Come along,’ said he, and his tone was rougher than before. ‘It is men such as this,’ thought he, ‘who interrupt commerce and injure the very town they live in: mere demagogues, lovers of power, at whatever cost to others.’
‘Well, sir! what do you want with me?’ said Mr. Thornton, facing round at him, as soon as they were in the counting-house of the mill.
‘My name is Higgins’—
‘I know that,’ broke in Mr. Thornton. ‘What do you want, Mr. Higgins? That’s the question.’
‘I want work.’
‘Work! You’re a pretty chap to come asking me for work. You don’t want impudence89, that’s very clear.’
‘I’ve getten enemies and backbiters, like my betters; but I ne’er heerd o’ ony of them calling me o’er-modest,’ said Higgins. His blood was a little roused by Mr. Thornton’s manner, more than by his words.
Mr. Thornton saw a letter addressed to himself on the table. He took it up and read it through. At the end, he looked up and said, ‘What are you waiting for?’
‘An answer to the question I axed.’
‘I gave it you before. Don’t waste any more of your time.’
‘Yo’ made a remark, sir, on my impudence: but I were taught that it was manners to say either “yes” or “no,” when I were axed a civil question. I should be thankfu’ to yo’ if yo’d give me work. Hamper90 will speak to my being a good hand.’
‘I’ve a notion you’d better not send me to Hamper to ask for a character, my man. I might hear more than you’d like.’
‘I’d take th’ risk. Worst they could say of me is, that I did what I thought best, even to my own wrong.’
‘You’d better go and try them, then, and see whether they’ll give you work. I’ve turned off upwards91 of a hundred of my best hands, for no other fault than following you and such as you; and d’ye think I’ll take you on? I might as well put a firebrand into the midst of the cotton-waste.’
Higgins turned away; then the recollection of Boucher came over him, and he faced round with the greatest concession92 he could persuade himself to make.
‘I’d promise yo’, measter, I’d not speak a word as could do harm, if so be yo’ did right by us; and I’d promise more: I’d promise that when I seed yo’ going wrong, and acting93 unfair, I’d speak to yo’ in private first; and that would be a fair warning. If yo’ and I did na agree in our opinion o’ your conduct, yo’ might turn me off at an hour’s notice.’
‘Upon my word, you don’t think small beer of yourself! Hamper has had a loss of you. How came he to let you and your wisdom go?’
‘Well, we parted wi’ mutual94 dissatisfaction. I wouldn’t gi’e the pledge they were asking; and they wouldn’t have me at no rate. So I’m free to make another engagement; and as I said before, though I should na’ say it, I’m a good hand, measter, and a steady man — specially95 when I can keep fro’ drink; and that I shall do now, if I ne’er did afore.’
‘That you may have more money laid up for another strike, I suppose?’
‘No! I’d be thankful if I was free to do that; it’s for to keep th’ widow and childer of a man who was drove mad by them knobsticks o’ yourn; put out of his place by a Paddy that did na know weft fro’ warp96.’
‘Well! you’d better turn to something else, if you’ve any such good intention in your head. I shouldn’t advise you to stay in Milton: you’re too well known here.’
‘If it were summer,’ said Higgins, ‘I’d take to Paddy’s work, and go as a navvy, or haymaking, or summut, and ne’er see Milton again. But it’s winter, and th’ childer will clem.’
‘A pretty navvy you’d make! why, you couldn’t do half a day’s work at digging against an Irishman.’
‘I’d only charge half-a-day for th’ twelve hours, if I could only do half-a-day’s work in th’ time. Yo’re not knowing of any place, where they could gi’ me a trial, away fro’ the mills, if I’m such a firebrand? I’d take any wage they thought I was worth, for the sake of those childer.’
‘Don’t you see what you would be? You’d be a knobstick. You’d be taking less wages than the other labourers — all for the sake of another man’s children. Think how you’d abuse any poor fellow who was willing to take what he could get to keep his own children. You and your union would soon be down upon him. No! no! if it’s only for the recollection of the way in which you’ve used the poor knobsticks before now, I say No! to your question. I’ll not give you work. I won’t say, I don’t believe your pretext97 for coming and asking for work; I know nothing about it. It may be true, or it may not. It’s a very unlikely story, at any rate. Let me pass. I’ll not give you work. There’s your answer.’
‘I hear, sir. I would na ha’ troubled yo’, but that I were bid to come, by one as seemed to think yo’d getten some soft place in, yo’r heart. Hoo were mistook, and I were misled. But I’m not the first man as is misled by a woman.’
‘Tell her to mind her own business the next time, instead of taking up your time and mine too. I believe women are at the bottom of every plague in this world. Be off with you.’
‘I’m obleeged to yo’ for a’ yo’r kindness, measter, and most of a’ for yo’r civil way o’ saying good-bye.’
Mr. Thornton did not deign98 a reply. But, looking out of the window a minute after, he was struck with the lean, bent99 figure going out of the yard: the heavy walk was in strange contrast with the resolute100, clear determination of the man to speak to him. He crossed to the porter’s lodge:
‘How long has that man Higgins been waiting to speak to me?’
‘He was outside the gate before eight o’clock, sir. I think he’s been there ever since.’
‘And it is now —?’
‘Just one, sir.’
‘Five hours,’ thought Mr. Thornton; ‘it’s a long time for a man to wait, doing nothing but first hoping and then fearing.’
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