More than one such delay attended Bergan's progress southward. Under their teasing friction19, the shadowy anxiety with which he had set out, increased to a positive weight of alarm. Reaching Savalla on the twelfth evening, he stopped neither for rest nor refreshment20, but looked up a horse, flung himself into the saddle, and set off toward Berganton at a rapid rate. Outside the city limits, however, he was forced to slacken his pace. The night was dark, no faintest gleam of moon or star tempered the black obscurity of the tree-arched and swamp-bordered road. Compelled thus to feel his way, as it were, it was near midnight when he came upon the outlying fields of Oakstead. Reluctantly he told himself that an interview with Carice, to-night, was out of the question; she and all the household were certain to be fast asleep, it was doubtful if even the faintest outline of the darkened dwelling21 would be discernible through the murky22 night. He had no choice but to ride on to Berganton.
Scarcely had he reached this conclusion, when a radiant window shone vision-like through the trees; a little farther on, and the cottage, though yet distant, came full into view through an opening in the forest, brilliantly illuminated23 from roof to foundation as for a festivity of no ordinary magnitude. Even the surrounding lawn was lighted up into the semblance24 of day; and in its remotest corner, a group of negroes, dancing to some strain of music inaudible to the wondering spectator, looked fantastic enough for the unsubstantial images of a dream.
For a moment or two, Bergan suspected his jaded25 senses of playing him false, as a step preparatory to taking leave of him altogether. There was something too incongruous to be real, between this gay scene of festivity and the picture presented by Doctor Remy's last letter,—a dull, silent house, its master a feeble, exacting26 convalescent, its mistress and daughter worn out with anxiety and watching. An intuition of some unlooked-for calamity27 seized him. Putting spurs to his horse, he dashed over the mile that intervened between him and the cottage, at a scarcely less furious rate than that with which Vic had borne him over the same road—how well he remembered it!—just one year ago. He did not suspect that he was now to taste the bitterest consequences of that ride.
In a very few moments, he rode through the open gates of Oakstead. Here, he found the avenue to the house encumbered28 with teams and saddle-horses, tied to every tree and post. The every-day aspect of these sleepy animals was like a bucket of cold water to his excited imagination. Strains of dancing music, too, came to his ear,—flutes and violins, none too well played, sent forth29 the notes of a popular air. Plainly, he had been a fool to connect the thought of calamity with anything so exceedingly common-place as an evening party. If Godfrey Bergan chose to call in his friends and neighbors to dance over his restoration to health, who should gainsay30 him? Convalescents had their fancies, and must be humored.
In this cooler frame of mind, it naturally occurred to Bergan that he was in no fit condition to face a festal throng31. His appearance, thus way-worn and travel-stained, would be scarcely more timely than that of the Ancient Mariner32 to the wedding guest. It would look as if he, too, had a tale of horror to impart, and Carice might be unpleasantly startled,—Carice, who little imagined him so near to her! At the thought, a strange, indefinable thrill and shiver passed over him, hard to define as either pleasure or pain.
After a moment's consideration, he dismounted, and walked quietly round to the spot where the negroes still kept up their lively dance. One of them, Bruno by name, stood a little apart, a smiling spectator of the merriment that he was too old to join. It was easy to touch him on the shoulder, without attracting the notice of the rest. The negro turned, and instantly recognized Bergan; but his exclamation33 of surprise was cut short by the young man's significant gesture, and he silently followed him to a spot equi-distant between the cottage and the dancers.
"All well, Bruno?" was Bergan's first inquiry34.
"All bery well, Massa Arling. You's welcome back, sah. But I'se sorry you's too late for de weddin'."
The wedding,—the word fell almost meaninglessly on Bergan's ear, so intent was he upon satisfying himself that his late anxieties had been groundless. "And Miss Carice," he went on, "is she quite well, too?"
Bruno smiled. "Yes, massa, I 'spec so, tho' she do look mighty35 pale and peaked, dese yere last weeks. But dey mostly look so, at sich times, I s'pose. She'll be better when de weddin's ober, an' all de fuss and flurry."
This second mention of "the wedding" penetrated36 to Bergan's understanding, and awakened38 a faint emotion of surprise.
"The wedding!—whose wedding?" he asked.
Bruno opened his eyes wide in astonishment39. "Why, don' you know, sah? I thought you'd come on purpose. Miss Carice's weddin', to be sure."
It was Bergan's turn to look more than astonished, confounded. "Miss Carice's wedding!" he repeated, as doubting the trustworthiness of his own ears.
"Yes, sah, to Doctor Remy, sah. Dey had—"
Bruno stopped short in alarm. Bergan's face had grown deadly pale, his blank stare was that of a man who neither saw nor heard. For a few merciful moments, he was simply stunned40 with the suddenness and severity of the shock. Too soon his benumbed senses began to revive, he put his hand to his head, where a dull, heavy pain was beginning to make itself felt; mechanically he sat down on the grass, and his breath came hard like that of a man stricken with apoplexy.
With a delicacy41 not uncommon42 in his race, Bruno turned his eyes away. A trusted servant of the household, he had seen Bergan and Carice together enough to be able to divine something of the state of the case.
Slowly, one by one, Bergan's thoughts came out of chaos43, and ranged themselves into something like order. This, then, was the reason why Doctor Remy had so persistently44 discouraged his earlier return to Berganton, and allayed45 his anxiety with plausible46 statements respecting Carice and her father,—that he might supplant47 him in her affections. But why? It must be taken as evidence that he had estimated the doctor's character more correctly than he knew, that it never once occurred to him as possible that love for Carice had been the doctor's motive48; yet, considered solely49 as holding the reversion of the Oakstead estate, her hand was scarcely worth the labor11 and treachery it had cost.
There was so little to reward investigation4 in this direction, that Bergan's thoughts came back to his own blighted50 hopes, and here he was pierced with the sharpest pain that he had yet felt. The treachery of the doctor was as nothing to the faithlessness of Carice. Two months,—yea, two days ago, he would have staked all his hopes for time and eternity51 on her truth. Fair and delicate as was the cast of her beauty, and sweet and gentle as was her manner, there had always been a certain quiet steadfastness52 about her, which was one of her most potent53 charms. All hearts felt intuitively that they might safely trust in her. What subtle or powerful influence could have been brought to bear upon her, to make her so belie54 herself!
He looked up. "Bruno, how long has this been going on?"
The negro did not quite understand, but made shift to guess what was meant.
"De engagement, sah? since October, I b'lieve."
"And how long has Doctor Remy visited here?"
"Oh, a good while, 'bout2 eber since you went away. But after massa was took sick, he come oftener, ob course—ebery day, sometimes two, tree times a day. Massa got so—'pendent on him, like, he couldn't bear to have him out ob de house, one time."
Bergan fell into thought again. He began dimly to understand something of the sort of pressure to which Carice had been subjected, and the motives55 that had governed her,—not that he held her exonerated56, by any means—only she was a little less culpable57 than she had seemed, at first. But if she had sinned, poor child! how miserably58 she would be punished! What a sterile59 soil, what a chill, unfriendly climate, awaited this delicate flower, in Doctor Remy's hands! It was as if a lily should think to root itself in a rock, or a rose expect to bud and blossom on an iceberg60. Besides—why had he not thought of it before?—to-morrow, perhaps, in two or three days, at farthest, Doctor Trubie would be here, with authority, if it seemed good to him, to take this man, her husband, into custody61 as a murderer!
Bergan's was the fine, strong temperament62, which rises to the greatness of a crisis. With the necessity of action, the chaos of his mind began to clear itself. "Bruno," he asked, suddenly, "does—Miss Carice love this man?"
Bruno looked surprised, as well he might, at the question; but there was something in Bergan's tone that made him answer at once, and frankly63; "I don' know,—de servants do say she done it to please her father."
Bergan laid his hand impressively on the old negro's shoulder. "Bruno, I must see her at once. Her happiness—more than her happiness, the honor and peace of the whole family—is at stake. Find some way to let her know, quietly, that I am here, and that I must see her for one moment. Hurry! there's no time to waste."
Bruno was so thoroughly64 mastered by Bergan's earnestness, that he started swiftly toward the cottage, without a word. As he ascended65 the piazza66 steps, however, he began to be appalled67 at the difficulty of the task that he had undertaken. Looking into the window, he saw Carice standing37 at the farther end of the long parlor68, with her bridesmaids clustered around her. He could neither get at her, nor she escape, without challenging a good deal of wondering observation. While he stood hesitating, Godfrey Bergan came out into the hall, and caught sight of his troubled face.
"Well, Bruno, what do you want?"
"I—jes' wanted to speak to Miss Carice," stammered69 the negro.
The request was an odd one, at that moment; still, Mr. Bergan might have been moved to grant it, as the whim70 of an old and faithful servant, if the negro's disturbed face and faltering71 tone had not excited his suspicions that something unusual was on foot. "What is the matter?" he asked. "What do you want to speak to her for?"
Bruno was wholly unprepared for this question. Vainly he racked his brains for a plausible answer, but nothing better rewarded his efforts than,—"I jes' wanted to speak to her, dat's all;"—a reply so little congruous with his frightened face and voice, that Mr. Bergan's suspicions were confirmed. He stepped out on the piazza, and closed the door behind him.
"How, Bruno," said he, sternly, "I want to know what this means. Come, no shuffling72; tell the truth."
Bruno's self-possession gave way entirely73. "I—I—I—it's only Mr. Arling."
Mr. Bergan started. "My nephew, Bergan Arling, do you mean?"
"Yes, massa."
"What—where?"
"Out dar, under de larches74, massa."
"And he—he dared to ask for my daughter?"
Mr. Bergan's voice shook with anger. Bruno tried to explain, not very coherently.
"He didn't mean no harm, massa, I'se sartain. He said her happiness and all you'se happiness, was at de stake."
"Did he!" muttered Mr. Bergan, scornfully. "Hark you, Bruno, not a word of this to anybody—to anybody, mind you! Now, go back to your dance,—I'll see Mr. Arling."
Bergan's impatience had brought him from under the larches to a point commanding a view of the path to the cottage. He was both surprised and disappointed to see his uncle instead of Carice; nevertheless, he came frankly forward to meet him, holding out his hand.
Mr. Bergan took no notice of the friendly offer. "How dare you show yourself here?" he began, his voice quivering with rage. "How dare you insult my daughter with your presence, at this time? Have you not done harm enough already?"
"Uncle," replied Bergan, gently, "I know not what you mean. I have never harmed Carice, that I know of, and now I came here to save her, if it be not too late. Oh! uncle"—and here his calmness began to fail him, and his voice grew eager—"do not, do not let this marriage proceed,—at least, not until you have heard my story, and have satisfied yourself of the real character of this Doctor Remy!"
"What have you to say against his character?" demanded Mr. Bergan, icily.
Bergan felt the full disadvantage of his position. It was a heavy charge that he had to make against a man of Doctor Remy's standing, without documents or witnesses, nothing to substantiate75 it but his single assertion. Besides, to say truth, there was nothing to allege76 against Doctor Remy but Doctor Trubie's suspicions. He hesitated, and his hesitation77 was not lost upon his uncle; neither was the want of assurance with which he finally spoke78.
"Uncle, there is great reason to believe—or, at least to suspect—that Doctor Remy is a—murderer,—the murderer of my brother Alec."
Godfrey Bergan stood in silent scorn. The accusation79 struck him as too extravagant80, too baseless, to be seriously discussed. His nephew must be drunk, or mad, to make it. And, now that he looked at him more narrowly, his face was haggard and his dress disordered enough to befit either condition.
Bergan saw the impression that he had made, and a cold, sick despair crept over him. "I beg of you, uncle," he exclaimed, vehemently81, "as you value your own future peace of mind, put a stop to this unhappy business, ere it be too late."
"It is too late now," said Mr. Bergan, impatiently, "Carice is already married."
"Must she, therefore, be left in the hands of a murderer? Save her, at least, from further contamination. If you will do nothing else, call her, and let her decide the matter for herself."
"Impossible," answered Mr. Bergan, decidedly. "Carice has already borne and suffered too much; her nerves are in an exceedingly sensitive state; this story would kill her, I verily believe. If you really have her happiness at heart, go away quietly, and leave her to the care of the husband she has chosen."
"Chosen?" repeated Bergan, bitterly,—"has she chosen him, or has she only been forced to wed16 him?"
Godfrey Bergan's eyes lit. "You forget to whom you are speaking," said he, coldly. "Enough of this, my patience is exhausted82. I have listened to your drivel longer than it deserves. The quicker you take your leave, the better."
Bergan drew himself up haughtily83, and his eyes flashed back an answering flame. "My patience is also exhausted," said he. "I have begged and pleaded long enough. I tell you now, uncle, that I will not go, until I have seen Carice, if I seek her out among the wedding guests."
Godfrey Bergan set his teeth hard. "Will not?" he repeated angrily. "Will not! I will have you to understand, young man, that there is neither will, nor will not, on these premises84, but mine. On my soul, if you do not go, and quickly, I will call my servants, and have you put off from the place as a drunkard and a vagabond."
At this threat, the hereditary85 temper, scotched86 in Bergan's heart, but not yet killed, reared its evil head aloft, and sent its deadly poison burning through all his veins87.
"Call them," he retorted, in a voice deep and low as a distant thunder peal88, and lifting his clenched89 hand on high,—"call them, if it so pleases you! Their blood be on your head, not mine."
Godfrey Bergan was no coward, yet he might well stand aghast at the unexpected fury of the tempest that he had evoked90. Moreover, to put his threat in execution, he now saw, to court that publicity91 which he specially92 desired to avoid. He stood irresolute93, questioning within himself how best to deal with the emergency.
He was saved the trouble of a decision. While he still hesitated, Bergan's hand fell by his side, his eyes softened94, and a spasm95 of anguish96 passed over his face. "God forgive me!" he murmured, shudderingly,—"I, too, was a murderer—in heart!"
He bowed his head on his hands. Woful was the inner conflict. Within his soul, the "black Bergan temper" was gasping97 out its last venomous breath, with the clutch of a firm hand on its throat. Agonizing98 were its death-throes. They ceased at last. It would never trouble him more.
Godfrey Bergan, standing by, saw something of the struggle, yet did not understand it in the least. "A drunkard's aimless wrath99!" he said to himself,—"quenched in its own fury."
So carelessly does the world construe100 the deeper soul-conflicts that come under its observation!
Bergan lifted his head, and his face was ashy pale. "I go, uncle," said he, hoarsely102, "since that is your wish. In all that I have said, though said never so unwisely, I assure you that I have had only Carice's happiness at heart; and I pray God that you may not have cause to rue101 it, to your dying day, that you did not listen to me!"
He turned and plunged103 into the darkness, not knowing whither he went.
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