ALLAN RAMSAY.
The blood of Julian Peveril was so much fevered by the state in which his invisible visitor left him, that he was unable, for a length of time, to find repose1. He swore to himself, that he would discover and expose the nocturnal demon2 which stole on his hours of rest, only to add gall3 to bitterness, and to pour poison into those wounds which already smarted so severely4. There was nothing which his power extended to, that, in his rage, he did not threaten. He proposed a closer and a more rigorous survey of his cell, so that he might discover the mode by which his tormentor5 entered, were it as unnoticeable as an auger-hole. If his diligence should prove unavailing, he determined6 to inform the jailers, to whom it could not be indifferent to know, that their prison was open to such intrusions. He proposed to himself, to discover from their looks whether they were already privy7 to these visits; and if so, to denounce them to the magistrates8, to the judges, to the House of Commons, was the least that his resentment9 proposed. Sleep surprised his worn-out frame in the midst of his projects of discovery and vengeance10, and, as frequently happens, the light of the ensuing day proved favourable11 to calmer resolutions.
He now reflected that he had no ground to consider the motives12 of his visitor as positively13 malevolent14, although he had afforded him little encouragement to hope for assistance on the points he had most at heart. Towards himself, there had been expressed a decided15 feeling, both of sympathy and interest; if through means of these he could acquire his liberty, he might, when possessed16 of freedom, turn it to the benefit of those for whom he was more interested than for his own welfare. “I have behaved like a fool,” he said; “I ought to have temporised with this singular being, learned the motives of its interference, and availed myself of its succour, provided I could do so without any dishonourable conditions. It would have been always time enough to reject such when they should have been proposed to me.”
So saying, he was forming projects for regulating his intercourse18 with the stranger more prudently19, in case their communication should be renewed, when his meditations20 were interrupted by the peremptory21 summons of Sir Geoffrey Hudson, that he would, in his turn, be pleased to perform those domestic duties of their common habitation, which the dwarf22 had yesterday taken upon himself.
There was no resisting a request so reasonable, and Peveril accordingly rose and betook himself to the arrangement of their prison, while Sir Hudson, perched upon a stool from which his legs did not by half-way reach the ground, sat in a posture23 of elegant languor24, twangling upon an old broken-winded guitar, and singing songs in Spanish, Moorish25, and Lingua Franca, most detestably out of tune26. He failed not, at the conclusion of each ditty, to favour Julian with some account of what he had sung, either in the way of translation, or historical anecdote27, or as the lay was connected with some peculiar28 part of his own eventful history, in the course of which the poor little man had chanced to have been taken by a Sallee rover, and carried captive into Morocco.
This part of his life Hudson used to make the era of many strange adventures; and, if he could himself be believed, he had made wild work among the affections of the Emperor’s seraglio. But, although few were in a situation to cross-examine him on gallantries and intrigues29 of which the scene was so remote, the officers of the garrison30 of Tangier had a report current amongst them, that the only use to which the tyrannical Moors31 could convert a slave of such slender corporeal32 strength, was to employ him to lie a-bed all day and hatch turkey’s eggs. The least allusion33 to this rumour34 used to drive him well-nigh frantic35, and the fatal termination of his duel36 with young Crofts, which began in wanton mirth, and ended in bloodshed, made men more coy than they had formerly37 been, of making the fiery38 little hero the subject of their raillery.
While Peveril did the drudgery39 of the apartment, the dwarf remained much at his ease, carolling in the manner we have described; but when he beheld40 Julian attempting the task of the cook, Sir Geoffrey Hudson sprang from the stool on which he sat en Signor, at the risk of breaking both his guitar and his neck, exclaiming, “That he would rather prepare breakfast every morning betwixt this and the day of judgment41, than commit a task of such consequence to an inexperienced bungler42 like his companion.”
The young man gladly resigned his task to the splenetic little Knight43, and only smiled at his resentment when he added, that, to be but a mortal of middle stature44, Julian was as stupid as a giant. Leaving the dwarf to prepare the meal after his own pleasure, Peveril employed himself in measuring the room with his eyes on every side, and in endeavouring to discover some private entrance, such as might admit his midnight visitant, and perhaps could be employed in case of need for effecting his own escape. The floor next engaged a scrutiny45 equally minute, but more successful.
Close by his own pallet, and dropped in such a manner that he must have seen it sooner but for the hurry with which he obeyed the summons of the impatient dwarf, lay a slip of paper, sealed, and directed with the initial letters, J.P., which seemed to ascertain46 that it was addressed to himself. He took the opportunity of opening it while the soup was in the very moment of projection48, and the full attention of his companion was occupied by what he, in common with wiser and taller men, considered as one of the principal occupations of life; so that, without incurring50 his observation or awaking his curiosity, Julian had the opportunity to read as follows:—
“Rash and infatuated as you are, there is one who would forfeit51 much to stand betwixt you and your fate. You are tomorrow to be removed to the Tower, where your life cannot be assured for a single day; for, during the few hours you have been in London, you have provoked a resentment which is not easily slaked52. There is but one chance for you — renounce53 A.B. — think no more of her. If that be impossible, think of her but as one whom you can never see again. If your heart can resolve to give up an attachment54 which it should never have entertained, and which it would be madness to cherish longer, make your acquiescence55 in this condition known by putting on your hat a white band, or white feather, or knot of ribbon of the same colour, whichever you may most easily come by. A boat will, in that case, run, as if by accident, on board of that which is to convey you to the Tower. Do you in the confusion jump overboard, and swim to the Southwark side of the Thames. Friends will attend there to secure your escape, and you will find yourself with one who will rather lose character and life, than that a hair of your head should fall to the ground; but who, if you reject the warning, can only think of you as of the fool who perishes in his folly57. May Heaven guide you to a sound judgment of your condition! So prays one who would be your friend, if you pleased,
“UNKNOWN.”
The Tower! — it was a word of terror, even more so than a civil prison; for how many passages to death did that dark structure present! The severe executions which it had witnessed in preceding reigns58, were not perhaps more numerous than the secret murders which had taken place within its walls; yet Peveril did not a moment hesitate on the part which he had to perform. “I will share my father’s fate,” he said; “I thought but of him when they brought me hither; I will think of nothing else when they convey me to yonder still more dreadful place of confinement59; it is his, and it is but meet that it should be his son’s. — And thou, Alice Bridgenorth, the day that I renounce thee, may I be held alike a traitor60 and a dastard61! — Go, false adviser62, and share the fate of seducers and heretical teachers!”
He could not help uttering this last expression aloud, as he threw the billet into the fire, with a vehemence63 which made the dwarf start with surprise. “What say you of burning heretics, young man?” he exclaimed; “by my faith, your zeal64 must be warmer than mine, if you talk on such a subject when the heretics are the prevailing65 number. May I measure six feet without my shoes, but the heretics would have the best of it if we came to that work. Beware of such words.”
“Too late to beware of words spoken and heard,” said the turnkey, who, opening the door with unusual precautions to avoid noise, had stolen unperceived into the room; “However, Master Peveril has behaved like a gentlemen, and I am no tale-bearer, on condition he will consider I have had trouble in his matters.”
Julian had no alternative but to take the fellow’s hint and administer a bribe66, with which Master Clink was so well satisfied, that he exclaimed, “It went to his heart to take leave of such a kind-natured gentleman, and that he could have turned the key on him for twenty years with pleasure. But the best friends must part.”
“I am to be removed, then?” said Julian.
“Ay, truly, master, the warrant is come from the Council.”
“To convey me to the Tower.”
“Whew!” exclaimed the officer of the law —“who the devil told you that? But since you do know it, there is no harm to say ay. So make yourself ready to move immediately; and first, hold out your dew-beaters till I take off the darbies.”
“Is that usual?” said Peveril, stretching out his feet as the fellow directed, while his fetters67 were unlocked.
“Why, ay, master, these fetters belong to the keeper; they are not a-going to send them to the Lieutenant68, I trow. No, no, the warders must bring their own gear with them; they get none here, I promise them. Nevertheless, if your honour hath a fancy to go in fetters, as thinking it may move compassion69 of your case ——”
“I have no intention to make my case seem worse than it is,” said Julian; whilst at the same time it crossed his mind that his anonymous70 correspondent must be well acquainted both with his own personal habits, since the letter proposed a plan of escape which could only be executed by a bold swimmer, and with the fashions of prison, since it was foreseen that he would not be ironed on his passage to the Tower. The turnkey’s next speech made him carry conjecture71 still farther.
“There is nothing in life I would not do for so brave a guest,” said Clink; “I would nab one of my wife’s ribbons for you, if your honour had the fancy to mount the white flag in your beaver72.”
“To what good purpose?” said Julian, shortly connecting, as was natural, the man’s proposed civility with the advice given and the signal prescribed in the letter.
“Nay, to no good purpose I know of,” said the turnkey; “only it is the fashion to seem white and harmless — a sort of token of not-guiltiness, as I may say, which folks desire to show the world, whether they be truly guilty or not; but I cannot say that guiltiness or not-guiltiness argufies much, saving they be words in the verdict.”
“Strange,” thought Peveril, although the man seemed to speak quite naturally, and without any double meaning, “strange that all should apparently73 combine to realise the plan of escape, could I but give my consent to it! And had I not better consent? Whoever does so much for me must wish me well, and a well-wisher would never enforce the unjust conditions on which I am required to consent to my liberation.”
But this misgiving74 of his resolution was but for a moment. He speedily recollected75, that whoever aided him in escaping, must be necessarily exposed to great risk, and had a right to name the stipulation76 on which he was willing to incur49 it. He also recollected that falsehood is equally base, whether expressed in words or in dumb show; and that he should lie as flatly by using the signal agreed upon in evidence of his renouncing77 Alice Bridgenorth, as he would in direct terms if he made such renunciation without the purpose of abiding78 by it.
“If you would oblige me,” he said to the turnkey, “let me have a piece of black silk or crape for the purpose you mention.”
“Of crape!” said the fellow; “what should that signify? Why, the bien morts, who bing out to tour at you,* will think you a chimney-sweeper on Mayday.”
* The smart girls, who turn out to look at you.
“It will show my settled sorrow,” said Julian, “as well as my determined resolution.”
“As you will, sir,” answered the fellow; “I’ll provide you with a black rag of some kind or other. So, now; let us be moving.”
Julian intimated his readiness to attend him, and proceeded to bid farewell to his late companion, the stout79 Geoffrey Hudson. The parting was not without emotion on both sides, more particularly on that of the poor little man, who had taken a particular liking80 to the companion of whom he was now about to be deprived. “Fare ye well,” he said, “my young friend,” taking Julian’s hand in both his own uplifted palms, in which action he somewhat resembled the attitude of a sailor pulling a rope overhead — “Many in my situation would think himself wronged, as a soldier and servant of the king’s chamber81, in seeing you removed to a more honourable17 prison than that which I am limited unto. But, I thank God, I grudge82 you not the Tower, nor the rocks of Scilly, nor even Carisbrooke Castle, though the latter was graced with the captivity83 of my blessed and martyred master. Go where you will, I wish you all the distinction of an honourable prison-house, and a safe and speedy deliverance in God’s own time. For myself, my race is near a close, and that because I fall martyr84 to the over-tenderness of my own heart. There is a circumstance, good Master Julian Peveril, which should have been yours, had Providence85 permitted our farther intimacy86, but it fits not the present hour. Go, then, my friend, and bear witness in life and death, that Geoffrey Hudson scorns the insults and persecutions of fortune, as he would despise, and has often despised, the mischievous87 pranks88 of an overgrown schoolboy.”
So saying, he turned away, and hid his face with his little handkerchief, while Julian felt towards him that tragi-comic sensation which makes us pity the object which excites it, not the less that we are somewhat inclined to laugh amid our sympathy. The jailer made him a signal, which Peveril obeyed, leaving the dwarf to disconsolate89 solitude90.
As Julian followed the keeper through the various windings91 of his penal92 labyrinth93, the man observed, that “he was a rum fellow, that little Sir Geoffrey, and, for gallantry, a perfect Cock of Bantam, for as old as he was. There was a certain gay wench,” he said, “that had hooked him; but what she could make of him, save she carried him to Smithfield, and took money for him, as for a motion of puppets, it was,” he said, “hard to gather.”
Encouraged by this opening, Julian asked if his attendant knew why his prison was changed. “To teach you to become a King’s post without commission,” answered the fellow.
He stopped in his tattle as they approached that formidable central point, in which lay couched on his leathern elbow-chair the fat commander of the fortress94, stationed apparently for ever in the midst of his citadel95, as the huge Boa is sometimes said to lie stretched as a guard upon the subterranean96 treasures of Eastern Rajas. This overgrown man of authority eyed Julian wistfully and sullenly97, as the miser99 the guinea which he must part with, or the hungry mastiff the food which is carried to another kennel100. He growled101 to himself as he turned the leaves of his ominous102 register, in order to make the necessary entry respecting the removal of his prisoner. “To the Tower — to the Tower — ay, ay, all must to the Tower — that’s the fashion of it — free Britons to a military prison, as if we had neither bolts nor chains here! — I hope Parliament will have it up, this Towering work, that’s all. — Well, the youngster will take no good by the change, and that is one comfort.”
Having finished at once his official act of registration103, and his soliloquy, he made a signal to his assistants to remove Julian, who was led along the same stern passages which he had traversed upon his entrance, to the gate of the prison, whence a coach, escorted by two officers of justice, conveyed him to the water-side.
A boat here waited him, with four warders of the Tower, to whose custody104 he was formally resigned by his late attendants. Clink, however, the turnkey, with whom he was more especially acquainted, did not take leave of him without furnishing him with the piece of black crape which he requested. Peveril fixed105 it on his hat amid the whispers of his new guardians106. “The gentleman is in a hurry to go into mourning,” said one; “mayhap he had better wait till he has cause.”
“Perhaps others may wear mourning for him, ere he can mourn for any one,” answered another of these functionaries107.
Yet notwithstanding the tenor108 of these whispers, their behaviour to their prisoner was more respectful than he had experienced from his former keepers, and might be termed a sullen98 civility. The ordinary officers of the law were in general rude, as having to do with felons109 of every description; whereas these men were only employed with persons accused of state crimes — men who were from birth and circumstances usually entitled to expect, and able to reward, decent usage.
The change of keepers passed unnoticed by Julian, as did the gay and busy scene presented by the broad and beautiful river on which he was now launched. A hundred boats shot past them, bearing parties intent on business, or on pleasure. Julian only viewed them with the stern hope, that whoever had endeavoured to bribe him from his fidelity110 by the hope of freedom, might see, from the colour of the badge which he had assumed, how determined he was to resist the temptation presented to him.
It was about high-water, and a stout wherry came up the river, with sail and oar56, so directly upon that in which Julian was embarked111, that it seemed as if likely to run her aboard. “Get your carabines ready,” cried the principal warder to his assistants. “What the devil can these scoundrels mean?”
But the crew in the other boat seemed to have perceived their error, for they suddenly altered their course, and struck off into the middle stream, while a torrent112 of mutual113 abuse was exchanged betwixt them and the boat whose course they had threatened to impede114.
“The Unknown has kept his faith,” said Julian to himself; “I too have kept mine.”
It even seemed to him, as the boats neared each other, that he heard, from the other wherry, something like a stifled115 scream or groan116; and when the momentary117 bustle118 was over, he asked the warder who sat next him, what boat that was.
“Men-of-war’s-men, on a frolic, I suppose,” answered the warder. “I know no one else would be so impudent119 as run foul120 of the King’s boat; for I am sure the fellow put the helm up on purpose. But mayhap you, sir, know more of the matter than I do.”
This insinuation effectually prevented Julian from putting farther questions, and he remained silent until the boat came under the dusky bastions of the Tower. The tide carried them up under a dark and lowering arch, closed at the upper end by the well-known Traitor’s gate,* formed like a wicket of huge intersecting bars of wood, through which might be seen a dim and imperfect view of soldiers and warders upon duty, and of the steep ascending121 causeway which leads up from the river into the interior of the fortress. By this gate — and it is the well-known circumstance which assigned its name — those accused of state crimes were usually committed to the Tower. The Thames afforded a secret and silent mode of conveyance122 for transporting thither123 such whose fallen fortunes might move the commiseration124, or whose popular qualities might excite the sympathy, of the public; and even where no cause for especial secrecy125 existed, the peace of the city was undisturbed by the tumult126 attending the passage of the prisoner and his guards through the most frequented streets.
* See note, “Fortunes of Nigel.”
Yet this custom, however recommended by state policy, must have often struck chill upon the heart of the criminal, who thus, stolen, as it were, out of society, reached the place of his confinement, without encountering even one glance of compassion on the road; and as, from under the dusky arch, he landed on those flinty steps, worn by many a footstep anxious as his own, against which the tide lapped fitfully with small successive waves, and hence looked forward to the steep ascent127 into a Gothic state prison, and backward to such part of the river as the low-brow’d vault128 suffered to become visible, he must often have felt that he was leaving daylight, hope, and life itself, behind him.
While the warder’s challenge was made and answered, Peveril endeavoured to obtain information from his conductors where he was likely to be confined; but the answer was brief and general —“Where the Lieutenant should direct.”
“Could he not be permitted to share the imprisonment129 of his father, Sir Geoffrey Peveril?” He forgot not, on this occasion, to add the surname of his house.
The warder, an old man of respectable appearance, stared, as if at the extravagance of the demand, and said bluntly, “It is impossible.”
“At least,” said Peveril, “show me where my father is confined, that I may look upon the walls which separate us.”
“Young gentleman,” said the senior warder, shaking his grey head, “I am sorry for you; but asking questions will do you no service. In this place we know nothing of fathers and sons.”
Yet chance seemed, in a few minutes afterwards, to offer Peveril that satisfaction which the rigour of his keepers was disposed to deny to him. As he was conveyed up the steep passage which leads under what is called the Wakefield Tower, a female voice, in a tone wherein grief and joy were indescribably mixed, exclaimed, “My son! — My dear son!”
Even those who guarded Julian seemed softened130 by a tone of such acute feeling. They slackened their pace. They almost paused to permit him to look up towards the casement131 from which the sounds of maternal132 agony proceeded; but the aperture133 was so narrow, and so closely grated, that nothing was visible save a white female hand, which grasped one of those rusty134 barricadoes, as if for supporting the person within, while another streamed a white handkerchief, and then let it fall. The casement was instantly deserted135.
“Give it me,” said Julian to the officer who lifted the handkerchief; “it is perhaps a mother’s last gift.”
The old warder lifted the napkin, and looked at it with the jealous minuteness of one who is accustomed to detect secret correspondence in the most trifling136 acts of intercourse.
“There may be writing on it with invisible ink,” said one of his comrades.
“It is wetted, but I think it is only with tears,” answered the senior. “I cannot keep it from the poor young gentleman.”
“Ah, Master Coleby,” said his comrade, in a gentle tone of reproach, “you would have been wearing a better coat than a yeoman’s today, had it not been for your tender heart.”
“It signifies little,” said old Coleby, “while my heart is true to my King, what I feel in discharging my duty, or what coat keeps my old bosom137 from the cold weather.”
Peveril, meanwhile, folded in his breast the token of his mother’s affection which chance had favoured him with; and when placed in the small and solitary138 chamber which he was told to consider as his own during his residence in the Tower, he was soothed139 even to weeping by this trifling circumstance, which he could not help considering as an omen47, that his unfortunate house was not entirely140 deserted by Providence.
But the thoughts and occurrences of a prison are too uniform for a narrative141, and we must now convey our readers into a more bustling142 scene.
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