Since I was born to this life, with its toils2 and vexations,
Yet hath the Maker3, in mercy, bestowed4 compensation,
Music, and love of sweet singing to lighten the burden.
Here, at the loud-swelling5 organ, my soul is responsive
To passion and grandeur6 of music, and sighings melodious7,
It bursts from its prison of gloom, soaring upward rejoicing,
Borne on the stormy, majestical breath of the organ."
As a rule, the conversations of lovers are hardly worth recording9, consisting, as they mostly do, of incoherent rhapsodies of love and devotion, with very little of that useful quality called common sense. But Reginald and Una were the most sedate10 of sweethearts, and talked of other things besides the ardour of their passion. In this instance they were discussing their future and the chances of their marriage.
It would have been difficult to find a handsomer pair as they walked along; she fair and slender, with a charming smile on her face; he tall and dark, with a touch of haughtiness11 in his manly12 dignity. They looked like two lovers who had strayed from the enchanted13 garden of Boccaccio, with nothing to talk about but the pains and passions of Eros, but, alas14, such thoughts are impossible, save under the magic influence of twilight15; and this youthful pair, who seemed the incarnation of romance, were talking in a most prosaic16 fashion.
"You see, dear," said Reginald, after he had explained everything to Una, "it is not the slightest use my depending on my relations, even if I were to find them out."
"I don't think it's much use in any case," replied Una decisively. "It's far better for you to depend upon yourself. But how do you intend to proceed?"
"It's rather difficult to say. I have no money and no chance of obtaining any. Patience had a certain sum which she paid to Doctor Larcher for my education. I believe," said the young man, somewhat bitterly, "that I've been mostly brought up by the vicar out of charity."
"Doctor Larcher has never said so."
"No, he is too kind-hearted and generous for that, but I feel sure that such is the case. Never mind; should it ever lie in my power I will repay his charity a thousand fold."
"Do you think he will like you becoming a singer?" asked Una apprehensively17.
"I don't fancy he'll approve of it--at first," said Reginald bluntly, "but what else can I do? The law, the church and medicine all require money to make a start, and even then it is a difficult game to play. I know a good deal about music, and, according to Beaumont, who is certainly no flatterer, I have an excellent voice. So it is my only chance."
"If the vicar approves, what will you do?"
"I'll ask him to lend me some money. I shall then go to London and place myself under a good master, and if my voice is good, with hard work I'll soon be able to do something."
"It seems very risky," said Una, with a sigh. "Many fail."
"And many succeed. If a man be sober, industrious18 and observant, he can hardly help succeeding. Beggars must not be choosers, and if I don't use the only talent I've got, what else is there for me to do? I cannot remain here all my life on the bounty19 of Dr. Larcher. If I did, there would be small chance of our marriage."
"I have a little money," she began timidly.
"Yes, I know," he answered hastily, "but I'm not the man to live on my wife. It is your dear self I want, not your money; though, as the squire20's heiress, you are far above me."
Una laughed.
"I'm very doubtful about my being an heiress," she said gaily21. "It is true I am the squire's next-of-kin, and should inherit, but you know how eccentric he is. The property is not entailed22, so he can do as he likes."
"You mean he is going to leave it to his other self. Nonsense! That is the phantasy of a madman's brain. No court of law would uphold such a will. How he is going to leave it to himself when his alter ego23 is not in existence, I don't know."
"Nor I," replied Una frankly24. "I know, of course, he is mad, quite mad, and that any will made on the principle of his hallucination would be set aside, but lately he has dropped hints about a son."
"A son? Why he was never married."
"No; but he says he has a son who is somewhere about, and he intends to leave the property to him."
"Indeed. Then what becomes of his great scheme of enjoying the money in his re-incarnated body?"
"It's a mystery," said Miss Challoner, laughing.
"I should think it was, and whatever will he makes now, leaving the property away from you, would not hold good, for he certainly is not in his right senses. You could claim as next-of-kin."
"And I certainly should do so," replied Una, with decision. "But it is my opinion he'll live for a good long time yet."
"Humph! He's very ill."
"Creaking doors hang longest. But do not let us speculate on his death. I would rather we made our own fortune."
The use of the plural25 member had a delicious sound for Reginald, and he felt strongly tempted26 to there and then kiss his lady-love, but as they were now crossing the bridge and several people were about, he restrained himself until a more convenient season.
"Never mind the Squire and his money, dear," he said fondly, "for your sake I am going to be the Mario of the future."
"I'm sure you will," replied Una with the trustfulness of love, "you know I lived a long time in Germany and heard a number of good singers--your voice is quite as good as any, if not better."
"Flatterer!"
"Well, we'll see, Signor Reginald Mario," she said gaily, as they entered the churchyard, "when you are enchanting27 London audiences you will remember my prediction. You should cross the poor gipsy's hand with silver."
"Can't, mum," he retorted laughing; "I'm stone broke. However, there's no one about, so I'll do better--cross the gipsy's lips with kisses," and before she could draw back, this audacious young man put his words into action.
"Oh, Reginald!"
"Oh, Una," he mimicked28 lightly, "don't say a word or I'll take another. Come along, here's the church, and by Jove," as the sound of music broke on their ears, "there's Cecilia at the organ."
"And she's playing the Wedding March," cried Una blushing.
"It's a good omen29, dear," he whispered, as they walked up the aisle30, "this is like a rehearsal31 of marriage, isn't it?"
They both laughed gaily, and as their young voices rang through the empty church the organist turned round on her seat rapidly to the direction from whence the sound proceeded.
Cecilia Mosser was one of those light-coloured women who bear the same relation to a full-coloured blonde as a fireless opal does to the same stone with the red spark glowing under its opaque32 whiteness. While Una had all the characteristics of a true blonde, flushed with the roseate hue33 of a strong vitality34, these same characteristics were reproduced in Cecilia with a distinct want of colour and of life. She had the same pale complexion35, the same golden hair and the same blue eyes, but the complexion was a dead white, and lacked the opalescent36 transparency of Una's, the golden hair was dull in appearance, without any lustre37, and the azure38 eyes were coldly blue, though in this latter case, being sightless, they naturally did not reflect the soul within, having therefore a lifeless appearance. A sad, patient face it was, stamped with that expression of mute appeal so common to the faces of the blind. She was dressed in a dark gown, with a collar and cuffs39 of white linen40, her bleached-looking hair being coiled smoothly41 at the back of her head.
"How are you, Cecilia?" asked Una, ascending42 the chancel steps. "I have come to see about the concert."
"Yes, I was expecting you, Miss," answered the blind girl in a soft, fluty voice which, though low, was distinct and clear. "Is Mr. Blake with you? I thought I heard his step."
"Oh, I'm here," said Blake, advancing towards the organ. "What is the matter--eh?"
"I want you to sing at the concert," replied Cecilia, lightly touching43 the yellow keys of the organ; "Miss Una, of course, also."
"Let us sing a duet," suggested Una; "'Oh, that we two were Maying,' or something of Mendelssohn's."
"The first is the best," said Reginald quickly. "I think every one will like that. Who else is going to perform, Cecilia?"
"Miss Cassandra and Mr. Priggs," she replied, touching off the names on her fingers. "Mr.----"
"What! Is Priggs going to sing?" interrupted Blake laughing.
"No; recite a piece of his own."
"I hope it will be intelligible44."
"How severe you are," said Una smiling.
"Ah! you don't know Ferdinand's poetry," replied Reginald pathetically; "I do. It's a mixture of Keats, Thompson, Browning, Shakespeare----"
"And Priggs," finished Una.
"No, by Jove--that's the only thing it doesn't contain, unless you call halting verse and interminable poems Priggian," said the young man gaily. "Well, go on with the list, Cecilia."
"Dr. Larcher is going to give us a reading," said Cecilia, who had been listening to the analysis with a quiet smile, "and Mr. Pemberton sings a sea song; I think that's all, except Miss Busky and Simon Ruller."
"Last, but not least," remarked Una lightly. "The programme is excellent--let us hope the performers will be as good. It's next week, isn't it?"
"No; on Thursday fortnight," answered Cecilia. "Oh, I forgot, the choir45 sings a glee."
"And you play a piece, of course," said Reginald gravely. "This is capital. Well, now we've finished business, let us go in for pleasure. I want you to play me the 'Cujus animam.'"
"What for?" asked Una.
"I'm anxious to try my voice," said Blake to her in a low tone, while Miss Mosser turned to the organ. "You know why--you must give me your candid46 opinion about it--so go down to the end of the church and tell me what you think."
"I'll be a very severe critic," observed Una, as she went away.
"The more so the better," called out Blake; "don't spare me--imagine you're the Musical Times."
Una laughed, and ensconced herself in a comfortable pew at the far end of the church just near the white marble font.
The quaint47 old church, with its high oaken roof and narrow, stained-glass windows with their vivid tints49, was filled with great masses of shadow, which produced a faint, misty50 twilight, eminently51 suited to the sacred character of the place. At intervals52 on either side of the wide nave53 arose the heavy, grey stone pillars, their elaborately carved entablatures being hardly apparent in the semi-gloom overhead.
The flags of the centre aisle, worn by the feet of pious54 generations, made a broad path of whitish tint48 leading up to the chancel, ending at a flight of long, shallow steps, in the centre of which stood the brass55 lectern, in the form of an eagle. Between the nave and the chancel was a lance-shaped arch, on which gleamed a slender ribbon of gold, inscribed56 with a biblical text in vermillion. The sombre appearance of the choir seats, with their overhanging canopies57, was somewhat relieved by the white glimmer58 of the communion table carved out of pure marble, on which stood a large crucifix of ebony, looking black and sharply defined against the great painted window at the back. Through the fantastically painted windows, with their bizarre figures of red, yellow and green, crept the grey light of the day, but suddenly a shaft59 of sunshine burst into the church, touching the tomb of a crusader with rainbow tints, while from the tall organ-pipes flashed gleams of golden fire. All was faint and shadowy, like the confusion of a dream, and the dusky atmosphere seemed to be filled with the subtle perfume of the incense60 which had curled up from silver censers in the old Romish days.
Through the sombre shadows stole the rich, swelling notes of the organ which woke to life under the skilful61 fingers of the blind girl. A few great notes pealed62 from the mighty63 mouths of the pipes--Cecilia played the majestic8 melody, which floated grandly through the church--and then the volume of melodious sound sank downward to a low-breathed whisper as Blake began the "Cujus animam" with one resonant64 note which rang out like the sound of a silver trumpet65.
"Cujus animam gementem
Contristantur et dolentem
Pertransivit gladius."
The voice of the singer seemed to float high in the air like that of some unseen angel hidden in the golden clouds, while far below the roll and thunder of the organ seemed to rise and fall like sullen66 surges beating upon a lonely shore. Una closed her eyes as that superb voice with its penetrating67 sweetness rang out the mournful words with an intensity68 of dramatic feeling which went to her very soul with its strong religious fervour. As the last note died away Una heard a voice behind her say "Bravo," and on turning her head saw Dr. Nestley standing69 close to her accompanied by a tall dark man whom she recognized at once as Basil Beaumont.
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swelling
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recording
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haughtiness
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twilight
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prosaic
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apprehensively
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bounty
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squire
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gaily
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frankly
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tempted
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rehearsal
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choir
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