Whose nest is in a watered shoot,"
sang Lallie, and Tony Bevan had set his study door open to listen.
There was no doubt whatever that Lallie was supremely1 glad to be back at B. House. Even Miss Foster had, at dinner that night, thawed2 into a semblance3 of geniality4; the girl's pleasure was so manifest, her high spirits so infectious.
Now, alone in the drawing-room, she sang song after song, and, unlike Lallie's songs as a rule, not one of them was sad.
"Because my love, my love has come to me,"
she carolled.
The melody--exulting, triumphant5, a very p?an of rapture6, young, glad, valorous--so entirely7 expressed Tony's own feeling that it drew him with irresistible8 force, and he went to her.
She did not pause in her song, but sang on with ever-increasing abandon; and Tony, leaning against the end of the piano and watching her, was hard put to it not to tell her there and then what she was to him.
But he was not given to act on the impulse of the moment, and even before the last glad notes had died away there came the old chilling consciousness of the disparity between them: a disparity not of age only, but of temperament9. Tony was very humble-minded. On such rare occasions as he thought about himself at all he did not, like Sidney Ballinger, tell himself he "was not a bad fellow." He was only too conscious of his many defects and shortcomings. He hoped he did his best according to his lights, but he acknowledged that those lights were neither brilliant nor searching. And just as there was for Lallie something incongruous in the fact that he was a schoolmaster, so there was for himself something almost ridiculous in the fact that he, of all people in the world, should be hopelessly in love with one so elusive10 and so complex as was the lady of his dreams.
For just as no mortal on earth could ever be sure what Lallie would do next, Tony least of all: so she and the world in general had a habit of depending upon Tony Bevan and always expecting from him a certain kind of conduct. Nor were they ever disappointed.
"I wonder," said Lallie, looking across the piano at him, "whether you are half as glad to see me as I am to get back."
"Don't I look glad?"
"You always do that; but then, that might only be kindness and politeness on your part. I seem to have been away years."
"You went for three days and stayed three weeks. Were all the outfit12, and colds, and dire13 need for your presence genuine, or was it merely that you were having a good time and wanted to stay at Pinnels?"
"I did have a good time at Pinnels: I always do; but I should have been back long ago had it not been that Mrs. Chester really seemed to want me."
"Mrs. Chester's desire is not incomprehensible, but I hope you are not going away for any more long week-ends, or the holidays will be here, and then----"
"Then I pick up Paddy at the Shop dance, and we both go to Ireland for Christmas; and if you think Aunt Emileen will be sufficient chaperon, reinforced by Paddy, we shall be pleased to see you."
"But I'm supposed to be a chaperon myself."
"Not at all," Lallie said emphatically. "Have you forgotten the dreadful fuss you made because Miss Foster wasn't here when I first came?"
"Ah, but that was different--I have to be away so much here. By the way, have you nothing to say to me, in my capacity of chaperon--Uncle Emileen, if you like--as to the momentous14 decision you told me you would be called upon to make while you were at Pinnels."
"Tony, dear"--Lallie spoke15 in a whisper, looking delightfully16 demure17 and mischievous--"I was never called upon to make any decision at all. I suppose it was conceit18 on my part to think I should have to do it. Anyway, I hadn't to, and it saved a lot of trouble."
"Is that quite true, Lallie?"
"In the letter absolutely; in the spirit--well, it takes a lot of explaining when you come to such subtleties19. And sometimes one can't explain without bringing in other people who'd perhaps rather be left out."
"Who were the other guests at Pinnels besides you and Mr. Ballinger?"
"A young lady--a young lady after Miss Foster's own heart, I'm sure; so inconspicuous and characterless, she reminded me of the man in the pantomime who is always running across the stage with a parcel and gets knocked down and disappears only to be knocked down next time he crosses the stage with the same inevitable20 parcel. I'm not sure whether she was the man or the parcel, but she really doesn't come into the story."
"Yes; and who else?"
"Three Chester boys--all nice; there never was a nicer family. And then there was a Mrs. Atwood."
"What was she like?"
"She, Tony, was the kind of person described by their relations as 'highly strung'; she uses immense long words, of Greek origin if possible--at least Billy Chester said so, and he ought to know, being just fresh from Oxford21."
"Does Mrs. Chester like your Mr. Ballinger?"
"Why do you call him 'my' Mr. Ballinger? He's nothing of the sort. Yes, Mrs. Chester does like him; she knew him when he was quite young and used to come for the holidays to the uncle who left him all the money, and she was dreadfully sorry for him."
"Who? Ballinger or the uncle?"
"Mr. Ballinger, of course. His parents died when he was quite little, and this uncle and aunt brought him up. There was an aunt then, a dreadful aunt, who thought that everything in the least pleasant was wicked. She considered all games a waste of time. Novels and poetry were an invention of the devil, and such people as the kind, good, merry Chesters 'dangerous companions.' So the poor boy had rather dismal22 holidays. The only thing she thought good about Rugby was a volume of Dr. Arnold's sermons. Oh, he had a poor time of it."
"Still, they sent him to a good school and then to the 'Varsity. They didn't do very badly by him."
"The aunt died before he went to Cambridge, and his uncle became much more human. For one thing he was awfully23 pleased because Mr. Ballinger was so quiet and industrious24. He didn't waste his time playing cricket and getting blues25 and things, and so he got a splendid degree--a something first! Are you listening, Tony?"
"I am, most attentively26, and it strikes me that if that young man had spent a little more of his time playing games, he might not have got into the particular kind of mischief27 he did get into--mischief that is apt to make things very uncomfortable later on."
All the time she was talking Lallie had been playing very softly in subdued28 accompaniment to her remarks. Now she suddenly ceased, and sitting up very straight stared hard at Tony, who still lounged against the other end of the piano devouring29 her with his eyes.
"What do you mean, Tony?"
"I mean, Lallie, that a young man is apt to pay dearly for a sentimental30 friendship with a lady of 'highly strung' temperament."
"Where in the world did you hear anything about it?"
"Now where do you think?"
"You don't mean to say that he has actually been to see you and told you himself?"
"That is precisely31 what I do mean; and having heard the story, I feel it my duty to ask you not to be too hard on the fellow--not to let it influence your decision one way or other; especially now that you have told me of his boyhood, would I beg you to judge leniently32."
Lallie's little face grew set and hard, her grey eyes darkened, and the soft curves of her chin took on stern, purposeful lines.
"Just tell me this," she said. "Did he, when he described the somewhat stormy interview with Mrs. Atwood, give you to understand that it was his flirtation33 with the lady that I objected to? Did he say that now?"
"Well, naturally."
"Then he lied."
"Lallie, my dear child!"
"Since he has chosen to confide34 in you--though why, Heaven only knows--I will tell you exactly what happened. She made a scene, and he behaved like a brute35 to her; and it's because he behaved like a brute that I will have nothing more to do with him. He went back on her, Tony; denied that he'd ever cared a toss for her, and before me, too."
"Perhaps there was enormous provocation36. You see, he is very much in love with you, and he wouldn't know how you would take it."
"That was evident. He did the one thing that I could never, never forgive. And now let's have an end of this, Tony; you've done your duty and pleaded his cause, and for your comfort I'll first tell you this: that if I had cared for him and there had been twenty Mrs. Atwoods, and each had come with a tale as long as your arm about him, it wouldn't have moved me an inch provided he was straight with me and generous and honest to them. As it happened I didn't care for him. I had decided37 that before there was any fuss at all with Mrs. Atwood. But when she came and, so to speak, put a pistol at my head, commanding me to give him up, I wasn't going to tell her that I'd done it already."
"But why not, if you had? It would have saved all the fuss."
"If you think I'm going to knuckle38 under to any idiotic39, hysterical40 woman that chooses to bully41 me, just to save a fuss, you little know me, or any woman."
Tony shook his head solemnly, but his heart was light, as he said:
"No one can pretend to understand a woman. I have no doubt whatever that you did everything you could to annoy and rouse that poor lady, and then, having achieved your object and forced Ballinger's hand, you turn and rend42 him for crying out when he's hurt."
"It's only women who may cry out. A man that is a man suffers in silence."
"H'm--I'm not so sure; it depends on the man."
"Well, I'll tell you this: that I won't marry any one I can't lean against in a crisis. If I think a man can't bear my light weight without crumpling43 up, I've no use for him; and the man who goes back on one woman will go back on another. No, thank you."
"Will you tell your father this?"
"Oh, dear, yes; and tell him you pleaded Mr. Ballinger's cause and made my life a burden generally. I'll be a sister to him, Tony, and tell him a few home truths; it would do him all the good in the world."
"Well, I sincerely trust no more young men will come to me about you; upon my word, this sort of thing is twenty times worse than parents. You're a frightful44 responsibility, Lallie."
Her lips trembled, she gave him a long reproachful look, and then seemed to collapse45 into a pathetic little heap on the keyboard of the piano, her arms spread out on the protesting notes, her head down on her arms.
Lallie was crying, and crying bitterly.
With a muttered and intensely sincere "God help me!" Tony went round and stood beside her, patting her shoulder awkwardly, but very gently.
"My dear, my dear, what is it? Why do you cry?"
She lifted her little face, all tear-stained and piteous.
"I thought you'd be glad it was all at an end and done with," she sobbed46, "but your chief concern seems to be that you'll still have the bother of me. I can't get married just to get out of the way. I've a great mind to accept Cripps and see what you'd say then: that would be bother enough----"
"Cripps! What on earth do you mean?"
"Cripps is a gentleman, a dear, nice boy; he wrote to me--it was one of the letters you forwarded, but he'd disguised his writing so you never noticed--saying he thought I'd got into trouble through waving my hand to him, and that was why I'd gone away; and he was dreadfully sorry, and he'd go to you immediately if I gave him leave--he's going to Sandhurst next term if he passes, you know--and that there was nobody in the world--oh, you know the sort of thing----"
"Indeed, I don't," cried Tony, in vigorous disclaimer. "I never heard such nonsense. And what did you do?"
"I wrote him ever such a pretty letter, but I pointed11 out that the damsel destined47 for him is probably at this moment wearing a pinafore and a pigtail. I was motherly and kind and judicious48."
Lallie's face was still wet with tears, but her eyes sparkled and were full of mischief again.
"I'm glad one of you showed a modicum49 of sense. Remember, I know nothing of Cripps and his vagaries50; don't send him to me, whatever you do."
"I didn't send Mr. Ballinger."
"I don't suppose you did; still, if you happen to know of any one else likely to come and ask my assistance in his wooing, you might break it to me gently--now, that I may be prepared."
Lallie looked down; she smiled and dimpled distractingly, as she said softly:
"You must promise not to be cross--Mr. Johns wrote too, very seriously. He asked me to live the higher life with him."
"The deuce he did! And you?"
"I think a sisterly feeling is all I can muster51 up for Mr. Johns at present."
Tony groaned52.
"Will he come to me, do you suppose? I warn you, he'll hear some home truths if he does."
"I don't think he'll worry you, Tony. He's on probation--as it were."
Softly, very softly, Lallie began to play the "Widdy Malone," and almost unconsciously Tony found himself humming:
"She broke all the hearts of the swains in thim parts."
Lallie laughed.
"No 'Lucius O'Brian of Clare' has come as yet," she said.
She had turned her face back to Tony, with laughing challenge in her eyes.
"Upon my soul, I can't stand this," cried Tony Bevan, and fled from the room.
Lallie sat where she was, staring after him in speechless astonishment53.
"I can't make out Tony these days at all, at all," she sighed.
But she did not get up and run after him as she would have done a month ago.
Tony held old-fashioned and chivalrous54 notions regarding his duties as host and guardian55 to his friend's daughter. It seemed to him that in no way was it possible for him to declare his feeling for Lallie without putting her in a false and painful position. And not to declare that feeling emphatically and at length was becoming every day more difficult. He knew the girl to be so fond of him in the dear, natural, unrestrained fashion that had grown with her growth, that had become as much a pleasant habit of mind as her love for Paddy or her father, that he dreaded56, should he ask more, lest she might mistake her present feeling for something deeper, and in sheer gratitude57 and affection promise what it was not really hers to give. Again, should she feel it impossible even to consider him in the light of a lover, he made the situation difficult--nay, impossible--for her. She could not then return to B. House, and she had nowhere else to go.
Sometimes Tony let himself consider a third and glorious contingency--that Lallie cared even as he cared. Even so, she could not come back to B. House, but old Fitz would have to come back a bit sooner, and she could stay with the Wentworths till he did; at such moments as these Tony's lined face would grow boyishly radiant. But all too soon the good moment passed and stern realities hemmed58 him in on every side: loyalty59 to Fitz, the best and kindest thing to Lallie.
Yet, with the temptation to tell her all he felt for her assailing60 him all day long, it was positive agony to think of her as out of his reach with all the world free to make love to her.
The strain was telling on Tony. He looked old and harassed61, and as the Christmas term drew to an end the boys in his form declared that in all their experience his temper had never been so fiendish.
Even Miss Foster noticed that he was looking unwell and, quite rightly, attributed his indisposition to the worry of having "that upsetting girl" in the house.
Mr. Johns was not wholly discouraged by Lallie's sisterly attitude, and in somewhat solemn fashion showed her plainly that he was there, ready to respond to any warmer feeling on her part. Lallie was consistently gracious to him, and the young man's smug acceptance of her favours drove Tony to desperation.
Lallie spent a great deal of her time with the Wentworths. Mr. Ballinger would not take no for an answer. He called frequently, he managed to ingratiate himself with Mrs. Wentworth, and often met Lallie there as Tony knew. He even, with artless belief in Tony's sympathy, sought him again, begging for his good word.
Tony was bitterly conscious that all the world, that all his little circle--boys, masters, and masters' wives--seemed to see more of Lallie than he did, but he never sought her society, and lately she never came to say good-night to him in his study as she always did at first.
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