After a time, however, I read it, and found the letter very good-natured. She had received a note from papa. He had “had the impudence3 to forgive her for his impertinence.” But for my sake she meant, notwithstanding this aggravation4, really to pardon him; and whenever she had a disengaged week, to accept his invitation to Knowl, from whence she was resolved to whisk me off to London, where, though I was too young to be presented at Court and come out, I might yet — besides having the best masters and a good excuse for getting rid of Medusa — see a great deal that would amuse and surprise me.
“Great news, I suppose, from Lady Knollys?” said Madame, who always knew who in the house received letters by the post, and by an intuition from whom they came.
“Two letters — you and your papa. She is quite well, I hope?”
“Quite well, thank you, Madame.”
Some fishing questions, dropped from time to time, fared no better. And as usual, when she was foiled even in a trifle, she became sullen6 and indignant.
That night, when my father and I were alone, he suddenly closed the book he had been reading, and said —
“I heard from Monica Knollys to-day. I always liked poor Monnie; and though she’s no witch, and very wrong-headed at times, yet now and then she does say a thing that’s worth weighing. Did she every talk to you of a time, Maud, when you are to be your own mistress?”
“No,” I answered, a little puzzled, and looking straight in his rugged7, kindly8 face.
“Well, I thought she might — she’s a rattle9, you know — always was a rattle, and that sort of people say whatever comes uppermost. But that’s a subject for me, and more than once, Maud, it has puzzled me.”
He sighed.
“Come with me to the study, little Maud.”
So, he carrying a candle, we crossed the lobby, and marched together through the passage, which at night always seemed a little awesome10, darkly wainscoted, uncheered by the cross-light from the hall, which was lost at the turn, leading us away from the frequented parts of the house to that misshapen and lonely room about which the traditions of the nursery and the servants’ hall had had so many fearful stories to recount.
I think my father had intended making some disclosure to me on reaching this room. If so, he changed his mind, or at least postponed11 his intention.
He had paused before the cabinet, respecting the key of which he had given me so strict a charge, and I think he was going to explain himself more fully12 than he had done. But he went on, instead, to the table where his desk, always jealously locked, was placed, and having lighted the candles which stood by it, he glanced at me, and said —
“You must wait a little, Maud; I shall have something to say to you. Take this candle and amuse yourself with a book meanwhile.”
I was accustomed to obey in silence. I chose a volume of engravings, and ensconced myself in a favourite nook in which I had often passed a half-hour similarly. This was a deep recess13 by the fireplace, fenced on the other side by a great old escritoir. Into this I drew a stool, and, with candle and book, I placed myself snugly14 in the narrow chamber15. Every now and then I raised my eyes and saw my father either writing or ruminating16, as it seemed to me, very anxiously at his desk.
Time wore on — a longer time than he had intended, and still he continued absorbed at his desk. Gradually I grew sleepy, and as I nodded, the book and room faded away, and pleasant little dreams began to gather round me, and so I went off into a deep slumber17.
It must have lasted long, for when I wakened my candle had burnt out; my father, having quite forgotten me, was gone, and the room was dark and deserted18. I felt cold and a little stiff, and for some seconds did not know where I was.
I had been wakened, I suppose, by a sound which I now distinctly heard, to my great terror, approaching. There was a rustling19; there was a breathing. I heard a creaking upon the plank20 that always creaked when walked upon in the passage. I held my breath and listened, and coiled myself up in the innermost recess of my little chamber.
Sudden and sharp, a light shone in from the nearly-closed study door. It shone angularly on the ceiling like a letter L reversed. There was a pause. Then some one knocked softly at the door, which after another pause was slowly pushed open. I expected, I think, to see the dreaded21 figure of the linkman. I was scarcely less frightened to see that of Madame de la Rougierre. She was dressed in a sort of grey silk, which she called her Chinese silk — precisely22 as she had been in the daytime. In fact, I do not think she had undressed. She had no shoes on. Otherise her toilet was deficient23 in nothing. Her wide mouth was grimly closed, and she stood scowling24 into the room with a searching and pallid25 scrutiny26, the candle held high above her head at the full stretch of her arm.
Placed as I was in a deep recess, and in a seat hardly raised above the level of the floor, I escaped her, although it seemed to me for some seconds, as I gazed on this thin spectre, that our eyes actually met.
I sat without breathing or winking27, staring upon the formidable image which with upstretched arm, and the sharp lights and hard shadows thrown upon her corrugated28 features, looked like a sorceress watching for the effect of a spell.
She was plainly listening intensely. Unconsciously she had drawn29 her lower lip altogether between her teeth, and I well remember what a deathlike and idiotic30 look the contortion31 gave her. My terror lest she should discover me amounted to positive agony. She rolled her eyes stealthily from corner to corner of the room, and listened with her neck awry32 at the door.
Then to my father’s desk she went. To my great relief, her back was towards me. She stooped over it, with the candle close by; I saw her try a key — it could be nothing else — and I heard her blow through the wards33 to clear them.
Then, again, she listened at the door, candle in hand, and then with long tiptoe steps came back, and papa’s desk in another moment was open, and Madame cautiously turning over the papers it contained.
Twice or thrice she paused, glided34 to the door, and listened again intently with her head near the ground, and then returned and continued her search, peeping into papers one after another, tolerably methodically, and reading some quite through.
While this felonious business was going on, I was freezing with fear lest she should accidentally look round and her eyes light on me; for I could not say what she might not do rather than have her crime discovered.
Sometimes she would read a paper twice over; sometimes a whisper no louder than the ticking of a watch, sometimes a brief chuckle35 under her breath, bespoke36 the interest with which here and there a letter or a memorandum37 was read.
For about half an hour, I think, this went on; but at the time it seemed to me all but interminable. On a sudden she raised her head and listened for a moment, replaced the papers deftly38, closed the desk without noise, except for the tiny click of the lock, extinguished the candle, and rustled39 stealthily out of the room, leaving in the darkness the malign40 and hag-like face on which the candle had just shone still floating filmy in the dark.
Why did I remain silent and motionless while such an outrage41 was being committed? If, instead of being a very nervous girl, preoccupied42 with an undefinable terror of that wicked woman, I had possessed43 courage and presence of mind, I dare say I might have given an alarm, and escaped from the room without the slightest risk. But so it was; I could no more stir than the bird who, cowering44 under its ivy45, sees the white owl5 sailing back and forward under its predatory cruise.
Not only during her presence, but for more than an hour after, I remained cowering in my hiding-place, and afraid to stir, lest she might either be lurking46 in the neighborhood, or return and surprise me.
You will not be astonished, that after a night so passed I was ill and feverish47 in the morning. To my horror, Madame de la Rougierre came to visit me at my bedside. Not a trace of guilty consciousness of what had passed ruing48 the night was legible in her face. She had no sign of late watching, and her toilet was exemplary.
As she sat smiling by me, full of anxious and affectionate enquiry, and smoothed the coverlet with her great felonious hand, I could quite comprehend the dreadful feeling with which the deceived husband in the “Arabian Nights” met his ghoul wife, after his nocturnal discovery.
Ill as I was, I got up and found my father in that room which adjoined his bedchamber. He perceived, I am sure, by my looks, that something unusual had happened. I shut the door, and came close beside his chair.
“Oh, papa, I have such a thing to tell you!” I forgot to call him “Sir.” “A secret; and you won’t say who told you? Will you come down to the study?”
He looked hard at me, got up, and kissing my forehead, said —“Don’t be frightened, Maud; I venture to say it is a mare’s nest; at all events, my child, we will take care that no danger reaches you; come, child.”
And by the hand he led me to the study. When the door was shut, and we had reached the far end of the room next the window, I said, but in a low tone, and holding his arm fast —
“Oh, sir, you don’t know what a dreadful person we have living with us — Madame de la Rougierre, I mean. Don’t let her in if she comes; she would guess what I am telling you, and one way or another I am sure she would kill me.”
“Tut, tut, child. You must know that’s nonsense,” he said, looking pale and stern.
“Oh no, papa. I am horribly frightened, and Lady Knollys thinks so too.”
“Ha! I dare say; one fool makes many. We all know what Monica thinks.”
“But I saw it, papa. She stole your key last night, and opened your desk, and read all the papers.”
“Stole my key!” said my father, staring at me perplexed49, but at the same instant producing it. “Stole it! Why here it is!”
“She unlocked your desk; she read your papers for ever so long. Open it now, and see whether they have not been stirred.”
He looked at me this time in silence, with a puzzled air; but he did unlock the desk, and lifted the papers curiously50 and suspiciously. As he did so he uttered a few of those inarticulate interjections which are made with closed lips, and not always intelligible51; but he made no remark.
Then he placed me on a chair beside him, and sitting down himself, told me to recollect52 myself, and tell him distinctly all I had seen. This accordingly I did, he listening with deep attention.
“Did she remove any paper?” asked my father, at the same time making a little search, I suppose, for that which he fancied might have been stolen.
“No; I did not see her take anything.”
“Well, you are a good girl, Maud. Act discreetly53. Say nothing to anyone — not even to your cousin Monica.”
Directions which, coming from another person would have had no great weight, were spoken by my father with an earnest look and a weight of emphasis that made them irresistibly54 impressive, and I went away with the seal of silence upon my lips.
“Sit down, Maud, there. You have not been very happy with Madame de la Rougierre. It is time you were relieved. This occurrence decides it.”
He rang the bell.
“Tell Madame de la Rougierre that I request the honour of seeing her for a few minutes here.”
My father’s communications to her were always equally ceremonious. In a few minutes there was a knock at the door, and the same figure, smiling, courtesying, that had scared me on the threshold last night, like the spirit of evil, presented itself.
My father rose, and Madame having at his request taken a chair opposite, looking, as usual in his presence, all amiability55, he proceeded at once to the point.
“Madame de la Rougierre, I have to request you that you will give me the key now in your possession, which unlocks this desk of mine.”
With which termination he tapped his gold pencil-case suddenly on it.
Madame, who had expected something very different, became instantly so pale, with a dull purplish hue56 upon her forehead, that, especially when she had twice essayed with her white lips, in vain, to answer, I expected to see her fall in a fit.
She was not looking in his face; her eyes were fixed57 lower, and her mouth and cheek sucked in, with a strange distortion at one side.
She stood up suddenly, and staring straight in his face, she succeeded in saying, after twice clearing her throat —
“I cannot comprehend, Monsieur Ruthyn, unless you intend to insult me.
“It won’t do, Madame; I must have that false key. I give you the opportunity of surrendering it quietly here and now.”
“But who dares to say I possess such thing?” demanded Madame, who, having rallied from her momentary58 paralysis59, was now fierce and voluble as I had often seen her before.
“You know, Madame, that you can rely on what I say, and I tell you that you were seen last night visiting this room, and with a key in your possession, opening this desk, and reading my letters and papers contained in it. Unless you forthwith give me that key, and any other false keys in your possession — in which case I shall rest content with dismissing you summarily — I will take a different course. I know I am a magistrate60; — and I shall have you, your boxes, and places up-stairs, searched forthwith, and I will prosecute61 you criminally. The thing is clear; you aggravate62 by denying; you must give me that key, if you please, instantly, otherwise I ring this bell, and you shall see I mean what I say.”
There was a little pause. He rose and extended his hand towards the bell-rope. Madame glided round the table, extended her hand to arrest his.
“I will do everything, Monsieur Ruthyn — whatever you wish.”
And with these words Madame de la Rougierre broke down altogether. She sobbed63, she wept, she gabbled piteously, all manner of incomprehensible roulades of lamentation64 and entreaty65; coyly, penitently66, in a most interesting agitation67, she produced the very key from her breast, with a string tied to it. My father was little moved by this piteous tempest. He coolly took the key and tried it in the desk, which it locked and unlocked quite freely, though the wards were complicated. He shook his head and looked her in the face.
“Pray, who made this key? It is a new one, and made expressly to pick this lock.”
But Madame was not going to tell any more than she had expressly bargained for; so she only fell once more into her old paroxysm of sorrow, self-reproach, extenuation68, and entreaty.
“Well,” said my father, “I promised that on surrendering the key you should go. It is enough. I keep my word. You shall have an hour and a half to prepare in. You must then be ready to depart. I will send your money to you by Mrs. Rusk; and if you look for another situation, you had better not refer to me. Now be so good as to leave me.”
Madame seemed to be in a strange perplexity. She bridled69 up, dried her eyes fiercely, and dropped a great courtesy, and then sailed away towards the door. Before reaching it she stopped on the way, turning half round, with a peaked, pallid glance at my father, and she big her lip viciously as she eyed him. At the door the same repulsive70 pantomime was repeated, as she stood for a moment with her hand upon the handle. But she changed her bearing again with a sniff71, and with a look of scorn, almost heightened to a sneer72, she made another very low courtesy and a disdainful toss of her head, and so disappeared, shutting the door rather sharply behind her.
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extenuation
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