On a hot day in August, just before they were to leave Bursley for a month in the Isle1 of Man, Cyril came home, pale and perspiring2, and dropped on to the sofa. He wore a grey alpaca suit, and, except his hair, which in addition to being very untidy was damp with sweat, he was a masterpiece of slim elegance3, despite the heat. He blew out great sighs, and rested his head on the antimacassared arm of the sofa.
"Well, mater," he said, in a voice of factitious calm, "I've got it." He was looking up at the ceiling.
"Got what?"
"The National Scholarship. Swynnerton says it's a sheer fluke. But I've got it. Great glory for the Bursley School of Art!"
"National Scholarship?" she said. "What's that? What is it?"
"Now, mother!" he admonished4 her, not without testiness5. "Don't go and say I've never breathed a word about it!"
He lit a cigarette, to cover his self-consciousness, for he perceived that she was moved far beyond the ordinary.
Never, in fact, not even by the death of her husband, had she received such a frightful6 blow as that which the dreamy Cyril had just dealt her.
It was not a complete surprise, but it was nearly a complete surprise. A few months previously7 he certainly had mentioned, in his incidental way, the subject of a National Scholarship. Apropos8 of a drinking-cup which he had designed, he had said that the director of the School of Art had suggested that it was good enough to compete for the National, and that as he was otherwise qualified9 for the competition he might as well send the cup to South Kensington. He had added that Peel-Swynnerton had laughed at the notion as absurd. On that occasion she had comprehended that a National Scholarship involved residence in London. She ought to have begun to live in fear, for Cyril had a most disturbing habit of making a mere10 momentary11 reference to matters which he deemed very important and which occupied a large share of his attention. He was secretive by nature, and the rigidity12 of his father's rule had developed this trait in his character. But really he had spoken of the competition with such an extreme casualness that with little effort she had dismissed it from her anxieties as involving a contingency13 so remote as to be negligible. She had, genuinely, almost forgotten it. Only at rare intervals14 had it wakened in her a dull transitory pain--like the herald15 of a fatal malady16. And, as a woman in the opening stage of disease, she had hastily reassured17 herself: "How silly of me! This can't possibly be anything serious!"
And now she was condemned18. She knew it. She knew there could be no appeal. She knew that she might as usefully have besought19 mercy from a tiger as from her good, industrious20, dreamy son.
"It means a pound a week," said Cyril, his self-consciousness intensified21 by her silence and by the dreadful look on her face. "And of course free tuition."
"For how long?" she managed to say.
"Well," said he, "that depends. Nominally22 for a year. But if you behave yourself it's always continued for three years." If he stayed for three years he would never come back: that was a certainty.
How she rebelled, furious and despairing, against the fortuitous cruelty of things! She was sure that he had not, till then, thought seriously of going to London. But the fact that the Government would admit him free to its classrooms and give him a pound a week besides, somehow forced him to go to London. It was not the lack of means that would have prevented him from going. Why, then, should the presence of means induce him to go? There was no logical reason. The whole affair was disastrously23 absurd. The art-master at the Wedgwood Institution had chanced, merely chanced, to suggest that the drinking-cup should be sent to South Kensington. And the result of this caprice was that she was sentenced to solitude24 for life! It was too monstrously25, too incredibly wicked!
With what futile26 and bitter execration27 she murmured in her heart the word 'If.' If Cyril's childish predilections28 had not been encouraged! If he had only been content to follow his father's trade! If she had flatly refused to sign his indenture29 at Peel's and pay the premium30! If he had not turned from, colour to clay! If the art-master had not had that fatal 'idea'! If the judges for the competition had decided31 otherwise! If only she had brought Cyril up in habits of obedience32, sacrificing temporary peace to permanent security!
For after all he could not abandon her without her consent. He was not of age. And he would want a lot more money, which he could obtain from none but her. She could refuse. ...
No! She could not refuse. He was the master, the tyrant33. For the sake of daily pleasantness she had weakly yielded to him at the start! She had behaved badly to herself and to him. He was spoiled. She had spoiled him. And he was about to repay her with lifelong misery34, and nothing would deflect35 him from his course. The usual conduct of the spoilt child! Had she not witnessed it, and moralized upon it, in other families?
"You don't seem very chirpy over it, mater!" he said.
She went out of the room. His joy in the prospect36 of departure from the Five Towns, from her, though he masked it, was more manifest than she could bear.
The Signal, the next day, made a special item of the news. It appeared that no National Scholarship had been won in the Five Towns for eleven years. The citizens were exhorted37 to remember that Mr. Povey had gained his success in open competition with the cleverest young students of the entire kingdom--and in a branch of art which he had but recently taken up; and further, that the Government offered only eight scholarships each year. The name of Cyril Povey passed from lip to lip. And nobody who met Constance, in street or shop, could refrain from informing her that she ought to be a proud mother, to have such a son, but that truly they were not surprised ... and how proud his poor father would have been! A few sympathetically hinted that maternal38 pride was one of those luxuries that may cost too dear.
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