When the match was over they went for a stroll on the parade. There was not much daylight left, but the evening was warm, and the parade was crowded with saunterers. The young men were glad to think that there was no homeward train to be caught, or account of the day's doings to be given to their father. He always asked minutely how they spent their time, and it annoyed them a little.
To-night they would walk and sit on the parade till supper time, then go to some coffee-house, and wind up at a music-hall. It was a gay programme and they discussed it happily, glanced at the passers-by, inspected the empty bandstand, and finally sat down on one of the seats to watch the fishing-boats trim their lamps in the amethyst2 fog of the sea. For some time they talked about the terrible licking the United had given Rye, arguing about this or that player, and speculating as to what would be the Club's fate at Hythe next week.
It was David who drew William's attention to the woman sitting at the other end of their seat. David piqued3 himself on his knowledge of the world.
"She's a—you know," he said.
William peeped round his brother's shoulder.
"How can you tell?"
"Why, you kid, it's as plain as the nose on your face—look at her paint."
Bill looked, his eyes opening wider than ever. She[Pg 401] certainly was a disreputable female, or there was no judging by appearances. She wore a big frowsy hat trimmed with roses and ears of corn, under which her thick black hair was held up by several tawdry pins; her face was more lavishly4 than artistically5 adorned6 with rouge7 and blanc de perle, and she pulled a cape8 of lavender velvet9 closely round her shoulders as if she were cold—which might well have been, for, as far as they could see, her bodice consisted almost entirely10 of lace.
"It's early for her to be prowling," said the man of the world. "I reckon she's having just a breath of fresh air before she starts work."
"Where'll she go then?" asked Billy.
"Oh, to the more crowded streets, round about the pubs and that."
"I wonder how much she m?akes at it."
"Not much, I reckon. She's a very low-class sort, and not at all young."
"T?ake care—she might hear you."
"Oh, don't you worry," said the lady blandly11; "I like listening to you, and I was only waiting till you'd stopped before I introduced myself."
Bill gasped12, and David forgot that he was a man of the world, and sidled against his brother.
"Don't you know me?" continued the siren, tilting13 her hat back from her face.
"No-o-o."
"Ever heard of your sister Caro?"
Both boys started, and stared at her in utter blankness.
"Well, it wasn't to be expected as you'd recognise me. You were only little boys, and I've changed a bit. Maybe I shouldn't have spoken to you—got no decent feelings, some people would say; but I justabout couldn't help it. I heard you call each other David and Bill, and talk about Odiam and that, so I'd have known[Pg 402] you even if you hadn't been the dead spit of your father."
The boys still didn't seem to have much to say, so she continued:
"I heard of your brother Pete the other day—never knew he'd left home till I saw his name down to preach at Piddinghoe Mission Hall last month. He's called Salvation14 Pete now, as I daresay you know, and I half thought of going to hear him, only times are so bad I couldn't afford an evening off. When did he leave Odiam?—I should like some news of home."
"He quitted years ago, when we were little chaps. Salvation got him."
"I reckon that must have come hard on f?ather—he always was unaccountable set on Pete. Heard anything of Tilly lately?"
"No, nothing particular. But f?ather's going to buy the Grandturzel inclosure."
"And Rose?"
"Who's Rose?"
"Your mother, my precious innocents. But look here, you shall ask me to supper—it'll only be doing the decent thing by me—and you shall tell me about them all at Odiam—as used to be at Odiam, rather, for I reckon there's nobody but yourselves there now."
David and William looked at each other uneasily; however, there was nothing else to be done, and also a certain excitement and curiosity inspired them. So they set out with Caro to an eating-house chosen by herself in a small fish-smelling back street. They were much too embarrassed to order supper, so Caro good-naturedly did this for them—fish and chips, and three bottles of six ale.
"I don't often come here," she said—"this is a bit too classy for me. I go mostly to the coffee stalls down by the harbour. You mustn't think as I'm coining money at this, you know. I work mostly among the[Pg 403] fishermen, and they're a seedy lot. I started up town, but I'm not so young as I was, and sometimes even at the harbour I find it unaccountable hard to git off."
With the gas-light flaring15 on her raddled face, showing up mercilessly the tawdriness and shoddiness of her clothes, which reeked16 of a cheap scent17, the boys did not find it hard to believe that she often had a struggle to "git off "—indeed, it was a mystery how any man, however unfastidious, however fuddled, could kiss or take kisses from this bundle of rags and bones and paint. Caro seemed to notice the disparaging18 look.
"Oh, I'm a bit off colour to-night, but I can tell you I was a fine girl when I went away with Joe—and all the time I lived with him, too, first at the Camber and then at New Romney; there was many as 'ud have been proud to git me from him. But I stuck to him faithful, I did, till one morning I woke up and found him gone, off on a voyage to Australia—wonder if he met Robert—having given me over to a pal19 of his for five pounds and a set of oilskins. Oh, I can tell you I took on something awful—I wasn't used to men in those days. But Joe's pal he was a decent chap—there was nothing the matter with him save that he wasn't Joe. He was unaccountable good to me, and I stayed with him three years—and then I hooked it, scarcely knew why. I got a post as barmaid in Seaford, but the landlord took up with me and his missus chucked me out. And now I'm here."
"Have—have you been here long?" stammered20 David, feeling he must say something.
"Three year or so. I started up town. But we've spoken enough about me. Let's hear about you, and the farm. How's Richard?"
The boys told her; they described their prosperous brother with his white shirt-front, his pince-nez, his ring, and his high-born wife. As they talked they grew more at their ease.
"Well," said Caro, "I reckon he got away in time."
"From what?"
"From Odiam, of course. I stayed too long. I stayed till I was half killed by the place. If I'd gone off as a young girl I reckon I'd have done well by myself, but I waited on till I was ready to take anything that was going, and when you're like that it's too late."
"I shouldn't think Richard was sorry he left."
"No—and mark you, nor am I. It 'ud have been worse for me if I'd stayed. I'm miserable21 in a different way from what I was there—somehow the life's easier. I'm not happy, but I'm jolly. I'm not good, but I'm pleasant-like. It's all a change for the better. See?"
"Then you don't wish as you wur back again?"
"Back! Back with f?ather! Not me! Now let's hear some more about him—does he ever speak to you of your mother?"
For the rest of the meal they discussed the absent ones—Rose, Robert, Albert, Benjamin, Tilly, the boys hearing a great deal that had never come to their ears before. Caro ordered two more bottles of six, and in the end the party became quite convivial22, and David and William, forgetting the strangeness of it all, were sorry when their sister at last stood up and announced that she must wobble off or she'd be late.
"You'll tell father you met me?" she said as they left the eating-house.
David and William looked at each other, and hesitated.
"You've no call to be ashamed of me," said Caro rather irritably23.
"We—we ?un't ashamed of you."
"That's right—for you've no call to be. I was driven to this, couldn't help myself. Besides, I'm no worse than a lot of women wot you call respectable—at least, I put some sort of a price on myself, if it's only five shillings. Now good night, young men, and thank you[Pg 405] for a very pleasant evening. I don't suppose as you'll ever see me again. And mind—you tell father as, no matter the life I lead and the knocks I get, I've never once, not once, regretted the day I ran off from his old farm. Now mind—you tell him that."
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