Some society papers gave many details regarding the life of the dead baronet, but stated nothing of any moment. Sir Hector had a good income and a good position, apparently2 being a harmless old trifler, who idled luxuriously3 day after day. He had no relations, therefore the title became extinct, while the property--so said the newspapers--lapsed to the Crown. For a time the old dandy was missed in certain circles, but, as usual, was speedily forgotten. Even the hinted romance of Miss Lemby being engaged against her will to Wyke ceased to interest people, and the girl herself was very glad that this should be the case.
At Hedgerton the sensation lasted longer. But when Mrs. Vence departed bag and baggage, when Sergeant4 Purse took his leave, and Lemby returned to London, the excitement gradually died away. Maranatha was again placed in the hands of old Pedder as caretaker, and again was advertised to let furnished.
When Christmas was over and the New Year dawned, Oliver Lemby proposed to his daughter that they should return to the Antipodes. The buccaneer was now weary of the restraints of civilisation5, and having failed to marry Claudia to a titled husband, desired to go back to his old free life. Father and daughter discussed the matter in the drawing-room of their Tenby Mansion6 flat, and quarrelled openly. This was scarcely to be wondered at, as Lemby had a violent temper, while Claudia was not the girl likely to submit to being bullied7. The pirate was half annoyed and half pleased by her opposition8.
"You're a chip of the old block, my girl," he said, smoking furiously, "and can hold your dashed own with anyone; but you ain't going to hold it with me."
"Oh, you'll listen to sense, dad," said Claudia, coolly.
"That's so," Lemby assured her, in quite a dry American style; "but then you ain't talking sense. What's the use of staying longer in this worn-out country when you can't get a husband."
"I've got a husband," declared the girl, equably.
"I take your meaning. But the husband you've spotted9 ain't got no handle to his name. That Craver10 chap you mean, don't you? Not much. Rank and riches for you, Claudia, and if you don't hook them, back you go with me to the South Seas."
"I won't," said Claudia, firmly. "Go yourself, dad, and leave me here."
Lemby, lounging in a deep chair with a pipe between his teeth and a glass of whisky at his elbow, stared at her with half-closed eyes. He privately11 decided12 that she was much too handsome to be allowed to throw herself away in a hurry. Claudia had a fine figure, hair like sunshine, and laughing azure13 eyes, together with a perfect complexion14, very red lips, and the whitest of teeth. She was tall and largely made, most imposing15 in her looks, and carried herself so haughtily16 that the stately Roman name suited her exactly. If Lemby was not a gentleman, his daughter was emphatically a lady, for race showed itself plainly in her slender hands and feet, as in her finely-cut features. From her father she inherited her large frame and shapely body, while her ripe beauty came from her mother. The buccaneer had captured a gentlewoman, who was lured17 into marriage by his dare-devil looks. But for many years he had been a widower18.
"It was a mighty19 pity Wyke died," said Lemby, regretfully, and ignoring his daughter's defiance20. "He had a title, five thousand a year, and a fine house in Devonshire, besides a position in society. I reckon you'd have fitted the position first-class, Claudia. Blamed bad luck, I call it, his pegging21 out under the knife."
"Well, dad, he's dead, so there's no more to be said," said the girl, impatiently.
"There's a heap more to be said, my dear. No one gets the title, I guess, as the old man had no relatives. But the cash, Claudia?"
"I saw in some society paper that it goes to the Crown," said Claudia, carelessly, for she was young enough to care little for money, never having felt the need of it.
"I ain't so sure of that," muttered her father, slowly drinking the whisky to inspire him; "the old man was so much in love with you that he told me he intended to leave you the dibs."
"If I married him, I suppose--not otherwise."
"That ain't certain, my girl. You were willing to marry him, so----"
"I wasn't!" she flashed out, sharply. "You forced me."
"Why shouldn't I force you? You are my daughter, ain't you?"
"Yes; but I'm not your slave. I didn't want to be Lady Wyke."
"No. You wish to be Mrs. Edwin Craver, and I'll jolly well see as you don't. Seems to me, Claudia, that it would be only fair for him to leave you his pile."
"Didn't he give you an explanation when you called?"
"No. I told you before that he didn't. Said as he'd come back to the drawing-room to clear things up, and naturally didn't when he pegged22 out in the study below. Anyhow, it's on the cards as he might have made a will in your favour. And," added the buccaneer, emphatically, "I'm dashed well determined23 to see the sharp as handles his business."
"Mr. Sandal, in Lincoln's Inn Fields?"
"That's him. Wyke told you as he told me about Sandal when he mentioned that marriage settlements were to be drawn24 up. I guess I'll look him up to see if the old man did the right thing by you. It's dashed queer as he should have postponed25 the marriage when he worshipped the blamed ground you walked on, Claudia, my girl."
"It is strange; it was strange," admitted Claudia, pondering. "I can't understand it myself, although I am glad that he acted as he did. Perhaps, knowing that I loved Edwin, he changed his mind about making me his miserable26 wife."
"Miserable!" jeered27 the pirate, contemptuously. "Miserable with a title and five thousand a year. Shucks! my girl, you're talking through your hat. Well, I reckon I'll see Sandal, and learn if there's a will in your favour."
"I don't want Sir Hector's money," said Claudia, setting her mouth obstinately28. "I don't accept a penny of his money, will or no will."
"Then I'll accept it for you," said Lemby, coolly, and heaved his big body out of the chair. "We can't live on nothing, can we?"
Claudia turned sharply from the window, out of which she was looking. "Live on nothing?" she repeated, blankly, for the words conveyed no sense to her.
"That's it, my girl." Lemby stretched himself with a yawn. "My pile never was a big one. It's time for us to get back to the Sunny South and make dollars, failing the old man's cash dropping in."
"But I thought we were rich," expostulated Claudia, in dismay. "If not, why did we come to England to live in so expensive a style?"
"Oh, I wanted to do the right thing by you, my girl," said the pirate, truculently29. "I saw as you were a high-stepper when I looked you up at that blamed school in Sydney. I had enough to give us a few years of luxury, so I yanked you home to snatch a husband of the sort I wanted."
"In plain English," cried Claudia, turning very red, and clenching30 her hands as she faced her father, "you took me into the slave-market; to sell me to the highest bidder31?"
"Shucks!" said Lemby, uneasily, for Claudia had a whirlwind temper, which was rising rapidly.
"It's not shucks, or anything like shucks," she retorted, stamping her foot. "I don't recognise your right to choose mv husband. I am a human being as well as your daughter, and I intend to arrange my life for myself."
"What about the ten commandments?" sneered32 Lemby, hedging. "'Children, obey your parents,' ain't it?"
"'Parents, respect your children,'" counter-quoted the girl. "And how can I respect you, dad, when you tried to force me into a disagreeable marriage. Like a fool, I allowed you to bully33 me into promising34 to marry Sir Hector. But now that he is dead and buried I shall act as I please."
"I shan't let you."
"I shan't ask you to let me. See here, dad, it's time we understood one another, as you are going the wrong way to work with me. Have you any money?"
"Enough to get back first-class to Australia with a few dollars to see the year out. And I guess I can raise enough in Sydney to hire a schooner35 and to take up the copra business again. If I stay here I can't get along anyhow. It depends if Wyke left you the dibs."
"I don't believe he has left me any dibs, as you call it," said Claudia, who was now very pale, for the revelation had startled her considerably36. "Can't you leave me enough to live on for six months? I can get a situation as a governess until Edwin is rich enough to marry me."
"He shan't marry you," declared Lemby, looking fierce. "Craver's only a manager in that blamed motor-car factory. He ain't even a partner."
"He will be a partner one day when he gets money to put into the firm," said the girl in a low voice and keeping her temper well in hand.
"And where's he going to get the cash? His father's just a blamed sky-pilot in a dashed township, the place where Wyke handed in his cheques. Craver will never be rich, and will never have a title, so he don't marry you."
She clenched37 her hands, hardened her face, and stepped up to her tyrannical parent looking just as fierce as he did. "I don't want a title, and I don't want money," she said, passionately38. "I want to marry the man I love, and Edwin is that man. I intend to become his wife, in spite of you."
"You just try it, that's all."
"I intend to try. I have begun to try."
"You'll obey me."
"I shan't. I'll obey my conscience."
"I'll twist your neck, dash you!" roared the buccaneer, infuriated by this opposition, which he quite expected.
"Oh, no you won't!" Claudia slipped aside, as he lunged forward, and placed the breadth of the room between them. "You were always a bully father, and are just the kind of slave-driver who should be in the forecastle of a tramp steamer. But you don't bully me. I'll die first. So there," and she stamped.
"Dashed spitfire, you are," he growled39. "Have it your own silly way. But you don't marry that engineer bounder, mind."
"Edwin is not a bounder!" cried Claudia, indignantly. "He's a bred-and-born gentleman. While I," she added, bitingly, "I am your daughter."
"Oh"--Lemby began to laugh good-humouredly--"I see what you're getting at, my girl. No, I ain't a gilded40 Lord, for sure, and never pretended to be. I'm just plain Oliver Lemby, as deals square by them as deals square with him. But your mother was a lady, Claudia, so your blood ain't all mud, remember."
"Why don't you remember, dad," she retorted, angrily, "and treat me with some sort of respect? I know you're kind-hearted, and mean well: but your manners are awful. Be civil."
"I am civil--as civil as I need be to my own daughter."
"Because I am your daughter, that's no reason why I should be bullied. But it's no use talking, dada," she ended wearily, "you'll never understand."
"I understand this--that I'm going to move heaven and earth to get that cash of Wyke's which ought to come to you," said Lemby, sullenly41; "and whether I get it or not, I've got to get out of this country, and you too."
"Why have you to get out?" asked Claudia, stuck by the queer expression on her father's florid face.
Lemby shuffled42 and twisted, evading43 a direct answer. "I ain't got any dibs, for one thing. I told you so."
"But if you get this money of Sir Hector's?" asked the girl, trying to arrive at his meaning, for she saw that there was something behind his speech.
"I'll go, all the same." Lemby looked at the carpet and scowled44.
"But why?"
"Because I choose to. That's why," he burst out furiously.
"Now, dad"--Claudia held up a warning hand--"we have had one scene, so don't let us have another. You won't succeed in getting your way with me."
"You are an ungrateful minx!"
"Oh" Claudia sat down with a careless shrug--"call me as many names as you like. That matters little. But don't go too far."
"What will you do if--"
"If you go too far," interrupted the girl, her breast heaving with passion, and her eyes flashing, "I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll leave this flat and go out to find a situation."
"Nobody will take you," said Lemby, uneasily, for he knew, what she was capable of when her temper was aroused, as it certainly was at present.
"That's my business, dad."
The buccaneer walked towards the door, halted there irresolutely45, and then looked round the room cautiously. After a long pause, he stole forward lightly to bend down and whisper in his daughter's ear. "If you don't come with me and light out straight, you'll see me in trouble."
"What kind of trouble asked Claudia, shrinking back.
"Trouble of the worst. I've risked a lot to get that cash of Sir Hector's."
"Risked what?" Claudia shivered and faltered46.
"My good name, my liberty, my life."
"Dad!" She sprang up with a cry.
"My life," repeated Lemby, emphatically, and walked out of the room.
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