“We shall have to set it right by some scrap5 of a conveyance,” said the lawyer.
“But the Vicar of the parish claims it,” said the Marquis.
“Claims the chapel, my lord!”
“He is a most pestilent, abominable6 man, Mr. Boothby. I have brought his letter here.” Mr. Boothby held out his hand to receive the letter. From almost any client he would prefer a document to an oral explanation, but he would do so especially from his lordship. “But you must understand,” continued the Marquis, “that he is quite unlike any ordinary clergyman. I have the greatest respect for the church, and am always happy to see clergymen at my own house. But this is a litigious, quarrelsome fellow. They tell me he’s an infidel, and he keeps—! Altogether, Mr. Boothby, nothing can be worse.”
“Indeed!” said the lawyer, still holding out his hand for the letter.
“He has taken the trouble to insult me continually. You heard how a tenant8 of mine was murdered? He was murdered by a young man whom this clergyman screens, because,—because,—he is the brother of,—of,—of the young woman.”
“That would be very bad, my lord.”
“It is very bad. He knows all about the murder;—I am convinced he does. He went bail9 for the young man. He used to associate with him on most intimate terms. As to the sister;—there’s no doubt about that. They live on the land of a person who owns a small estate in the parish.”
“Mr. Gilmore, my lord?”
“Exactly so. This Mr. Fenwick has got Mr. Gilmore in his pocket. You can have no idea of such a state of things as this. And now he writes me this letter! I know his handwriting now, and any further communication I shall return.” The Marquis ceased to speak, and the lawyer at once buried himself in the letter.
“It is meant to be offensive,” said the lawyer.
“Most insolent10, most offensive, most improper11! And yet the bishop12 upholds him!”
“But if he is right about the bit of land, my lord, it will be rather awkward.” And as he spoke13, the lawyer examined the sketch14 of the vicarage entrance. “He gives this as copied from the terrier of the parish, my lord.”
“I don’t believe a word of it,” said the Marquis.
“You didn’t look at the plan of the estate, my lord?”
“I don’t think we did; but Packer had no doubt. No one knows the property in Bullhampton so well as Packer, and Packer said—”
But while the Marquis was still speaking the lawyer rose, and begging his client’s pardon, went to the clerk in the outer room. Nor did he return till the clerk had descended15 to an iron chamber3 in the basement, and returned from thence with a certain large tin box. Into this a search was made, and presently Mr. Boothby came back with a weighty lump of dusty vellum documents, and a manuscript map, or sketch of a survey of the Bullhampton estate, which he had had opened. While the search was being made he had retired16 to another room, and had had a little conversation with his partner about the weather. “I am afraid the parson is right, my lord,” said Mr. Boothby, as he closed the door.
“Right!”
“Right in his facts, my lord. It is glebe, and is marked so here very plainly. There should have been a reference to us,—there should, indeed, my lord. Packer, and men like him, really know nothing. The truth is, in such matters nobody knows anything. You should always have documentary evidence.”
“And it is glebe?”
“Not a doubt of it, my lord.”
Then the Marquis knew that his enemy had him on the hip7, and he laid his old head down upon his folded arms and wept. In his weeping it is probable that no tears rolled down his cheeks, but he wept inward tears,—tears of hatred17, remorse18, and self-commiseration. His enemy had struck him with scourges19, and, as far as he could see at present, he could not return a blow. And he must submit himself,—must restore the bit of land, and build those nasty dissenters20 a chapel elsewhere on his own property. He had not a doubt as to that for a moment. Could he have escaped the shame of it,—as far as the expense was concerned he would have been willing to build them ten chapels21. And in doing this he would give a triumph, an unalloyed triumph, to a man whom he believed to be thoroughly22 bad. The Vicar had accused the Marquis of spreading reports which he, the Marquis, did not himself believe; but the Marquis believed them all. At this moment there was no evil that he could not have believed of Mr. Fenwick. While sitting there an idea, almost amounting to a conviction, had come upon him, that Mr. Fenwick had himself been privy23 to the murder of old Trumbull. What would not a parson do who would take delight in insulting and humiliating the nobleman who owned the parish in which he lived? To Lord Trowbridge the very fact that the parson of the parish which he regarded as his own was opposed to him, proved sufficiently24 that that parson was,—scum, dregs, riff-raff, a low radical25, and everything that a parson ought not to be. The Vicar had been wrong there. The Marquis did believe it all religiously.
“What must I do?” said the Marquis.
“As to the chapel itself, my lord, the Vicar, bad as he is, does not want to move it.”
“It must come down,” said the Marquis, getting up from his chair. “It shall come down. Do you think that I would allow it to stand when it has been erected26 on his ground,—through my error? Not for a day!—not for an hour! I’ll tell you what, Mr. Boothby,—that man has known it all through;—has known it as well as you do now; but he has waited till the building was complete before he would tell me. I see it all as plain as the nose on your face, Mr. Boothby.”
The lawyer was meditating27 how best he might explain to his angry client that he had no power whatsoever28 to pull down the building,—that if the Vicar and the dissenting minister chose to agree about it the new building must stand, in spite of the Marquis,—must stand, unless the churchwardens, patron, or ecclesiastical authorities generally should force the Vicar to have it removed,—when a clerk came in and whispered a word to the attorney. “My lord,” said Mr. Boothby, “Lord St. George is here. Shall he come in?”
The Marquis did not wish to see his son exactly at this minute; but Lord St. George was, of course, admitted. This meeting at the lawyer’s chambers was altogether fortuitous, and father and son were equally surprised. But so great was the anger and dismay and general perturbation of the Marquis at the time, that he could not stop to ask any question. St. George must, of course, know what had happened, and it was quite as well that he should be told at once.
“That bit of ground they’ve built the chapel on at Bullhampton, turns out to be—glebe,” said the Marquis. Lord St. George whistled. “Of course, Mr. Fenwick knew it all along,” said the Marquis.
“I should hardly think that,” said his son.
“You read his letter. Mr. Boothby, will you be so good as to show Lord St. George the letter? You never read such a production. Impudent29 scoundrel! Of course he knew it all the time.”
Lord St. George read the letter. “He is very impudent, whether he be a scoundrel or not.”
“Impudent is no word for it.”
“Perhaps he has had some provocation30, my lord.”
“Not from me, St. George;—not from me. I have done nothing to him. Of course the chapel must be—removed.”
“Don’t you think the question might stand over for a while?” suggested Mr. Boothby. “Matters would become smoother in a month or two.”
“Not for an hour,” said the Marquis.
Lord St. George walked about the room with the letter in his hand, meditating. “The truth is,” he said, at last, “we have made a mistake, and we must get out of it as best we can. I think my father is a little wrong about this clergyman’s character.”
“St. George! Have you read his letter? Is that a proper letter to come from a clergyman of the Church of England to—to—to—” the Marquis longed to say to the Marquis of Trowbridge; but he did not dare so to express himself before his son,—“to the landlord of his parish?”
“A red-brick chapel, just close to your lodge31, isn’t nice, you know.”
“He has got no lodge,” said the Marquis.
“And so we thought we’d build him one. Let me manage this. I’ll see him, and I’ll see the minister, and I’ll endeavour to throw some oil upon the waters.”
“I don’t want to throw oil upon the waters.”
“Lord St. George is in the right, my lord,” said the attorney; “he really is. It is a case in which we must throw a little oil upon the waters. We’ve made a mistake, and when we’ve done that we should always throw oil upon the waters. I’ve no doubt Lord St. George will find a way out of it.” Then the father and the son went away together, and before they had reached the Houses of Parliament Lord St. George had persuaded his father to place the matter of the Bullhampton chapel in his hands. “And as for the letter,” said St. George, “do not you notice it.”
“I have not the slightest intention of noticing it,” said the Marquis, haughtily32.
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