In this Moore was not altogether disinterested4. John’s mother, who was his aunt, kept a boarding-house, and found it difficult to meet her expenses. John’s wages, though small, were important to her, and now that she was deprived of this resource, her 144nephew feared that he might be called on for assistance. It was in order to save his own purse that he desired to reinstate John in his old place. The readiest method that occurred to him was to prejudice Mr. Sands against Gilbert.
“Are you going out this evening, cousin Simon?” asked John, one evening.
“I may go out by and by.”
“May I go with you?”
“If you want to.”
Simon Moore was not always willing to be troubled with his cousin, but this evening he chanced to be in a pleasanter humor than usual.
“I have tickets to a concert, John,” he said. “Would you like to go?”
“Very much,” answered John, readily.
“The tickets were given me by a friend of mine, who is on the ‘Times,’” explained Moore.
“Where is the concert, cousin Simon?”
“At Steinway Hall.”
It was, in fact, the same concert to which Gilbert was invited by Mr. Vivian.
145The book-keeper was not remarkable5 for his liberality, and John had been not a little surprised at receiving the invitation, until he learned that the tickets had cost his cousin nothing.
Eight o’clock found them in their seats at Steinway Hall. The concert did not commence punctually, and they had some time to look about them.
“Do you see any one you know, cousin Simon,” asked John.
“Yes,” said the book-keeper, “I see a particular friend of yours.”
“A particular friend of mine!” repeated John, puzzled. “Where?”
“Five rows in front of this. There, near the centre of the hall.”
“I don’t see any body I know.”
“It is Gilbert Greyson, your successor in our office.”
“It is he, I declare. He is talking to a pretty girl beside him.”
“That girl is the daughter of Mr. Vivian, the great importer.”
146“You don’t say so. How on earth did he come to know her?”
“I can’t say,” answered Moore, coldly. “He is a very forward, pushing fellow. That may explain it.”
“I hate him,” said John.
“I don’t love him overmuch myself,” said Moore.
John and his cousin were not the only acquaintances who recognized Gilbert on that evening.
Randolph and his mother sat two rows behind the Vivians. Mr. Briggs had intended to come, but had a headache. He had suggested that the extra ticket be sent to Gilbert; but Mrs. Briggs had decisively objected.
“I don’t care about having that boy seen with us in Steinway Hall,” she said.
“Why not?” asked Mr. Briggs.
“I don’t fancy him. Besides, he would be presuming on our kindness.”
“I don’t think he is the kind of boy to do that,” said Mr. Briggs, who understood Gilbert much better than his wife. “It is a pity the ticket should not be used.”
147“If it were in a different part of the house, away from our seats, I should not care particularly,” said Mrs. Briggs. “If he went with us, he might be thought to be a near relative.”
“I don’t think he would do us any discredit6, either in appearance or in manners,” said her husband.
“You are simply infatuated with that boy, Mr. Briggs. I am sure Randolph doesn’t want his company.”
“No, I don’t,” said Randolph.
“Like mother, like son,” thought Mr. Briggs; but for the sake of peace he did not think it best to press the matter.
Soon after Randolph and his mother took their seats, the former discovered Gilbert sitting nearly in front of him.
“He’s here, after all, mother,” he exclaimed, in a low voice.
“Who is here, Randolph?”
“Gilbert Greyson. Don’t you see him?”
“He’s with the Vivians, too!” ejaculated Mrs. 148Briggs, unpleasantly surprised. “That boy doesn’t appear to have a particle of shame.”
“He needn’t be ashamed of his company. I wish I were in his place.”
“I don’t mean that. He probably hinted to Mr. Vivian to take him, and he couldn’t very well refuse.”
“Very likely,” said Randolph. “He’s got plenty of cheek.”
Both mother and son could see that Gilbert and Laura Vivian were conversing7 pleasantly, judging from the smiles on the faces of each.
“Mr. and Mrs. Vivian are not very wise in permitting such an intimacy8 between their daughter and a penniless boy,” said Mrs. Briggs, frowning. “Some people are very unwise.”
“I dare say he pretends he is rich, and boasts of father’s being his guardian9,” suggested Randolph.
“I dare say you are correct,” said Mrs. Briggs. “If I knew Mrs. Vivian, I would correct that wrong impression.”
Here the music commenced, and the two were silent.
Randolph cared very little for the music, which 149was too classical to suit his taste. He did not expect to like it, but he went because he knew that the audience would be a fashionable one, and he liked to be seen on such occasions. Gilbert had more musical taste, and appreciated the greater part of what he had heard.
When the concert was over, he thanked Mr. Vivian cordially for the invitation.
“I have had a very pleasant evening, thanks to you, sir,” he said.
“I am glad you have enjoyed it,” said Mr. Vivian, kindly10. “Come and see us soon.”
“Thank you, sir.”
Just after this parting, Gilbert fell in with Mrs. Briggs and Randolph.
“Good-evening, Mrs. Briggs,” he said, politely. “Good-evening, Randolph. Where were you sitting? I did not see you.”
“We saw you,” said Randolph. “You were nearly in front of us.”
“Did Mr. Vivian invite you to come?” asked Mrs. Briggs, coldly.
150“Yes, madam.”
“You are making the most of your chance meeting with them.”
There was something unpleasant in her tone, and Gilbert detected it.
“They have been very kind and polite to me,” he answered, in a reserved tone.
“I would not advise you to presume upon it too far,” continued Mrs. Briggs.
“I don’t intend to, madam,” said Gilbert, stiffly. “I don’t think I have.”
“You seemed very attentive11 to Laura,” said Randolph, with a characteristic sneer12.
“It was my duty to be polite,” said Gilbert.
By this time they had reached the street, and Gilbert said “Good-evening.”
Neither Mrs. Briggs nor Randolph invited him to call, though the fact that Mr. Briggs was still his guardian would have made such an invitation only an act of ordinary politeness.
As he made his way toward Fourth Avenue, Gilbert 151brushed against Simon Moore and John; but having his mind occupied, he did not notice them.
“There he goes!” said John, enviously13. “I wish I had as much cheek as that fellow has.”
“You’ve got a fair amount, John,” said his cousin, drily.
“I didn’t know it,” said John, aggrieved14.
“Never mind, John,” said the book-keeper, with unwonted good-humor. “Suppose we go in somewhere and have oysters15. I feel hungry.”
“So do I,” said John, briskly. “I know a bully16 place near by.”
“If it’s a good place, you can lead me there. While we are discussing the oysters, I have a little plan to tell you about, that may give you back your place at our office.”
“Good!” said John. “You’re a true friend, cousin Simon.”
Ten minutes later they were sitting in a curtained compartment17, in a saloon famous for the excellence18 of its oysters.
152In the next compartment, two minutes previous, Mr. Sands, the broker, had taken his seat and given his order; but of this neither John nor his cousin had the slightest suspicion.
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