May dash us on the shelves.—The steersman's part is vigilance,
Blow it or rough or smooth.
Old Play.
We left Nigel, whose fortunes we are bound to trace by the engagement contracted in our title-page, sad and solitary3 in the mansion4 of Trapbois the usurer, having just received a letter instead of a visit from his friend the Templar, stating reasons why he could not at that time come to see him in Alsatia. So that it appeared that his intercourse5 with the better and more respectable class of society, was, for the present, entirely7 cut off. This was a melancholy8, and, to a proud mind like that of Nigel, a degrading reflection.
He went to the window of his apartment, and found the street enveloped9 in one of those thick, dingy10, yellow-coloured fogs, which often invest the lower part of London and Westminster. Amid the darkness, dense11 and palpable, were seen to wander like phantoms12 a reveller13 or two, whom the morning had surprised where the evening left them; and who now, with tottering14 steps, and by an instinct which intoxication15 could not wholly overcome, were groping the way to their own homes, to convert day into night, for the purpose of sleeping off the debauch16 which had turned night into day. Although it was broad day in the other parts of the city, it was scarce dawn yet in Alsatia; and none of the sounds of industry or occupation were there heard, which had long before aroused the slumberers in any other quarter. The prospect17 was too tiresome18 and disagreeable to detain Lord Glenvarloch at his station, so, turning from the window, he examined with more interest the furniture and appearance of the apartment which he tenanted.
Much of it had been in its time rich and curious—there was a huge four-post bed, with as much carved oak about it as would have made the head of a man-of-war, and tapestry19 hangings ample enough to have been her sails. There was a huge mirror with a massy frame of gilt20 brass-work, which was of Venetian manufacture, and must have been worth a considerable sum before it received the tremendous crack, which, traversing it from one corner to the other, bore the same proportion to the surface that the Nile bears to the map of Egypt. The chairs were of different forms and shapes, some had been carved, some gilded21, some covered with damasked leather, some with embroidered22 work, but all were damaged and worm-eaten. There was a picture of Susanna and the Elders over the chimney-piece, which might have been accounted a choice piece, had not the rats made free with the chaste24 fair one's nose, and with the beard of one of her reverend admirers.
In a word, all that Lord Glenvarloch saw, seemed to have been articles carried off by appraisement25 or distress26, or bought as pennyworths at some obscure broker's, and huddled27 together in the apartment, as in a sale-room, without regard to taste or congruity28.
The place appeared to Nigel to resemble the houses near the sea-coast, which are too often furnished with the spoils of wrecked30 vessels31, as this was probably fitted up with the relics32 of ruined profligates.—“My own skiff is among the breakers,” thought Lord Glenvarloch, “though my wreck29 will add little to the profits of the spoiler.”
He was chiefly interested in the state of the grate, a huge assemblage of rusted34 iron bars which stood in the chimney, unequally supported by three brazen35 feet, moulded into the form of lion's claws, while the fourth, which had been bent36 by an accident, seemed proudly uplifted as if to paw the ground; or as if the whole article had nourished the ambitious purpose of pacing forth37 into the middle of the apartment, and had one foot ready raised for the journey. A smile passed over Nigel's face as this fantastic idea presented itself to his fancy.—“I must stop its march, however,” he thought; “for this morning is chill and raw enough to demand some fire.”
He called accordingly from the top of a large staircase, with a heavy oaken balustrade, which gave access to his own and other apartments, for the house was old and of considerable size; but, receiving no answer to his repeated summons, he was compelled to go in search of some one who might accommodate him with what he wanted.
Nigel had, according to the fashion of the old world in Scotland, received an education which might, in most particulars, be termed simple, hardy38, and unostentatious; but he had, nevertheless, been accustomed to much personal deference39, and to the constant attendance and ministry40 of one or more domestics. This was the universal custom in Scotland, where wages were next to nothing, and where, indeed, a man of title or influence might have as many attendants as he pleased, for the mere41 expense of food, clothes, and countenance42. Nigel was therefore mortified43 and displeased44 when he found himself without notice or attendance; and the more dissatisfied, because he was at the same time angry with himself for suffering such a trifle to trouble him at all, amongst matters of more deep concernment. “There must surely be some servants in so large a house as this,” said he, as he wandered over the place, through which he was conducted by a passage which branched off from the gallery. As he went on, he tried the entrance to several apartments, some of which he found were locked and others unfurnished, all apparently45 unoccupied; so that at length he returned to the staircase, and resolved to make his way down to the lower part of the house, where he supposed he must at least find the old gentleman, and his ill-favoured daughter. With this purpose he first made his entrance into a little low, dark parlour, containing a well-worn leathern easy-chair, before which stood a pair of slippers46, while on the left side rested a crutch-handled staff; an oaken table stood before it, and supported a huge desk clamped with iron, and a massive pewter inkstand. Around the apartment were shelves, cabinets, and other places convenient for depositing papers. A sword, musketoon, and a pair of pistols, hung over the chimney, in ostentatious display, as if to intimate that the proprietor47 would be prompt in the defence of his premises48.
“This must be the usurer's den,” thought Nigel; and he was about to call aloud, when the old man, awakened49 even by the slightest noise, for avarice50 seldom sleeps sound, soon was heard from the inner room, speaking in a voice of irritability51, rendered more tremulous by his morning cough.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh—who is there? I say—ugh, ugh—who is there? Why, Martha!—ugh! ugh—Martha Trapbois—here be thieves in the house, and they will not speak to me—why, Martha!—thieves, thieves—ugh, ugh, ugh!”
Nigel endeavoured to explain, but the idea of thieves had taken possession of the old man's pineal gland52, and he kept coughing and screaming, and screaming and coughing, until the gracious Martha entered the apartment; and, having first outscreamed her father, in order to convince him that there was no danger, and to assure him that the intruder was their new lodger53, and having as often heard her sire ejaculate—“Hold him fast—ugh, ugh—hold him fast till I come,” she at length succeeded in silencing his fears and his clamour, and then coldly and dryly asked Lord Glenvarloch what he wanted in her father's apartment.
Her lodger had, in the meantime, leisure to contemplate54 her appearance, which did not by any means improve the idea he had formed of it by candlelight on the preceding evening. She was dressed in what was called a Queen Mary's ruff and farthingale; not the falling ruff with which the unfortunate Mary of Scotland is usually painted, but that which, with more than Spanish stiffness, surrounded the throat, and set off the morose55 head, of her fierce namesake, of Smithfield memory. This antiquated56 dress assorted57 well with the faded complexion58, grey eyes, thin lips, and austere59 visage of the antiquated maiden60, which was, moreover, enhanced by a black hood61, worn as her head-gear, carefully disposed so as to prevent any of her hair from escaping to view, probably because the simplicity62 of the period knew no art of disguising the colour with which time had begun to grizzle her tresses. Her figure was tall, thin, and flat, with skinny arms and hands, and feet of the larger size, cased in huge high-heeled shoes, which added height to a stature63 already ungainly. Apparently some art had been used by the tailor, to conceal64 a slight defect of shape, occasioned by the accidental elevation65 of one shoulder above the other; but the praiseworthy efforts of the ingenious mechanic, had only succeeded in calling the attention of the observer to his benevolent66 purpose, without demonstrating that he had been able to achieve it.
Such was Mrs. Martha Trapbois, whose dry “What were you seeking here, sir?” fell again, and with reiterated67 sharpness, on the ear of Nigel, as he gazed upon her presence, and compared it internally to one of the faded and grim figures in the old tapestry which adorned68 his bedstead. It was, however, necessary to reply, and he answered, that he came in search of the servants, as he desired to have a fire kindled69 in his apartment on account of the rawness of the morning.
“The woman who does our char-work,” answered Mistress Martha, “comes at eight o'clock-if you want fire sooner, there are fagots and a bucket of sea-coal in the stone-closet at the head of the stair—and there is a flint and steel on the upper shelf—you can light fire for yourself if you will.”
“No—no—no, Martha,” ejaculated her father, who, having donned his rustic71 tunic72, with his hose all ungirt, and his feet slip-shod, hastily came out of the inner apartment, with his mind probably full of robbers, for he had a naked rapier in his hand, which still looked formidable, though rust33 had somewhat marred73 its shine.—What he had heard at entrance about lighting74 a fire, had changed, however, the current of his ideas. “No—no—no,” he cried, and each negative was more emphatic75 than its predecessor-“The gentleman shall not have the trouble to put on a fire—ugh—ugh. I'll put it on myself, for a con-si-de-ra-ti-on.”
This last word was a favourite expression with the old gentleman, which he pronounced in a peculiar76 manner, gasping77 it out syllable78 by syllable, and laying a strong emphasis upon the last. It was, indeed, a sort of protecting clause, by which he guarded himself against all inconveniences attendant on the rash habit of offering service or civility of any kind, the which, when hastily snapped at by those to whom they are uttered, give the profferer sometimes room to repent80 his promptitude.
“For shame, father,” said Martha, “that must not be. Master Grahame will kindle70 his own fire, or wait till the char-woman comes to do it for him, just as likes him best.”
“No, child—no, child. Child Martha, no,” reiterated the old miser81—“no char-woman shall ever touch a grate in my house; they put—ugh, ugh—the faggot uppermost, and so the coal kindles82 not, and the flame goes up the chimney, and wood and heat are both thrown away. Now, I will lay it properly for the gentleman, for a consideration, so that it shall last—ugh, ugh—last the whole day.” Here his vehemence83 increased his cough so violently, that Nigel could only, from a scattered84 word here and there, comprehend that it was a recommendation to his daughter to remove the poker85 and tongs86 from the stranger's fireside, with an assurance, that, when necessary, his landlord would be in attendance to adjust it himself, “for a consideration.”
Martha paid as little attention to the old man's injunctions as a predominant dame87 gives to those of a henpecked husband. She only repeated, in a deeper and more emphatic tone of censure,—“For shame, father—for shame!” then, turning to her guest, said, with her usual ungraciousness of manner—“Master Grahame—it is best to be plain with you at first. My father is an old, a very old man, and his wits, as you may see, are somewhat weakened—though I would not advise you to make a bargain with him, else you may find them too sharp for your own. For myself, I am a lone88 woman, and, to say truth, care little to see or converse89 with any one. If you can be satisfied with house-room, shelter, and safety, it will be your own fault if you have them not, and they are not always to be found in this unhappy quarter. But, if you seek deferential90 observance and attendance, I tell you at once you will not find them here.”
“I am not wont91 either to thrust myself upon acquaintance, madam, or to give trouble,” said the guest; “nevertheless, I shall need the assistance of a domestic to assist me to dress—Perhaps you can recommend me to such?”
“Yes, to twenty,” answered Mistress Martha, “who will pick your purse while they tie your points, and cut your throat while they smooth your pillow.”
“I will be his servant, myself,” said the old man, whose intellect, for a moment distanced, had again, in some measure, got up with the conversation. “I will brush his cloak—ugh, ugh—and tie his points—ugh, ugh—and clean his shoes—ugh—and run on his errands with speed and safety—ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh—for a consideration.”
“Good-morrow to you, sir,” said Martha, to Nigel, in a tone of direct and positive dismissal. “It cannot be agreeable to a daughter that a stranger should hear her father speak thus. If you be really a gentleman, you will retire to your own apartment.”
“I will not delay a moment,” said Nigel, respectfully, for he was sensible that circumstances palliated the woman's rudeness. “I would but ask you, if seriously there can be danger in procuring92 the assistance of a serving-man in this place?”
“Young gentleman,” said Martha, “you must know little of Whitefriars to ask the question. We live alone in this house, and seldom has a stranger entered it; nor should you, to be plain, had my will been consulted. Look at the door—see if that of a castle can be better secured; the windows of the first floor are grated on the outside, and within, look to these shutters93.”
She pulled one of them aside, and showed a ponderous94 apparatus95 of bolts and chains for securing the window-shutters, while her father, pressing to her side, seized her gown with a trembling hand, and said, in a low whisper, “Show not the trick of locking and undoing96 them. Show him not the trick on't, Martha—ugh, ugh—on no consideration.” Martha went on, without paying him any attention.
“And yet, young gentleman, we have been more than once like to find all these defences too weak to protect our lives; such an evil effect on the wicked generation around us hath been made by the unhappy report of my poor father's wealth.”
“Say nothing of that, housewife,” said the miser, his irritability increased by the very supposition of his being wealthy—“Say nothing of that, or I will beat thee, housewife—beat thee with my staff, for fetching and carrying lies that will procure97 our throats to be cut at last—ugh, ugh.—I am but a poor man,” he continued, turning to Nigel—“a very poor man, that am willing to do any honest turn upon earth, for a modest consideration.”
“I therefore warn you of the life you must lead, young gentleman,” said Martha; “the poor woman who does the char-work will assist you so far as in her power, but the wise man is his own best servant and assistant.”
“It is a lesson you have taught me, madam, and I thank you for it—I will assuredly study it at leisure.”
“You will do well,” said Martha; “and as you seem thankful for advice, I, though I am no professed98 counsellor of others, will give you more. Make no intimacy99 with any one in Whitefriars—borrow no money, on any score, especially from my father, for, dotard as he seems, he will make an ass6 of you. Last, and best of all, stay here not an instant longer than you can help it. Farewell, sir.”
“A gnarled tree may bear good fruit, and a harsh nature may give good counsel,” thought the Lord of Glenvarloch, as he retreated to his own apartment, where the same reflection occurred to him again and again, while, unable as yet to reconcile himself to the thoughts of becoming his own fire-maker, he walked up and down his bedroom, to warm himself by exercise.
At length his meditations100 arranged themselves in the following soliloquy—by which expression I beg leave to observe once for all, that I do not mean that Nigel literally101 said aloud with his bodily organs, the words which follow in inverted102 commas, (while pacing the room by himself,) but that I myself choose to present to my dearest reader the picture of my hero's mind, his reflections and resolutions, in the form of a speech, rather than in that of a narrative103. In other words, I have put his thoughts into language; and this I conceive to be the purpose of the soliloquy upon the stage as well as in the closet, being at once the most natural, and perhaps the only way of communicating to the spectator what is supposed to be passing in the bosom104 of the scenic105 personage. There are no such soliloquies in nature, it is true, but unless they were received as a conventional medium of communication betwixt the poet and the audience, we should reduce dramatic authors to the recipe of Master Puff106, who makes Lord Burleigh intimate a long train of political reasoning to the audience, by one comprehensive shake of his noddle. In narrative, no doubt, the writer has the alternative of telling that his personages thought so and so, inferred thus and thus, and arrived at such and such a conclusion; but the soliloquy is a more concise107 and spirited mode of communicating the same information; and therefore thus communed, or thus might have communed, the Lord of Glenvarloch with his own mind.
“She is right, and has taught me a lesson I will profit by. I have been, through my whole life, one who leant upon others for that assistance, which it is more truly noble to derive108 from my own exertions109. I am ashamed of feeling the paltry110 inconvenience which long habit had led me to annex111 to the want of a servant's assistance—I am ashamed of that; but far, far more am I ashamed to have suffered the same habit of throwing my own burden on others, to render me, since I came to this city, a mere victim of those events, which I have never even attempted to influence—a thing never acting112, but perpetually acted upon—protected by one friend, deceived by another; but in the advantage which I received from the one, and the evil I have sustained from the other, as passive and helpless as a boat that drifts without oar113 or rudder at the mercy of the winds and waves. I became a courtier, because Heriot so advised it—a gamester, because Dalgarno so contrived114 it—an Alsatian, because Lowestoffe so willed it. Whatever of good or bad has befallen me, has arisen out of the agency of others, not from my own. My father's son must no longer hold this facile and puerile115 course. Live or die, sink or swim, Nigel Olifaunt, from this moment, shall owe his safety, success, and honour, to his own exertions, or shall fall with the credit of having at least exerted his own free agency. I will write it down in my tablets, in her very words,—'The wise man is his own best assistant.'”
He had just put his tablets in his pocket when the old charwoman, who, to add to her efficiency, was sadly crippled by rheumatism116, hobbled into the room, to try if she could gain a small gratification by waiting on the stranger. She readily undertook to get Lord Glenvarloch's breakfast, and as there was an eating-house at the next door, she succeeded in a shorter time than Nigel had augured117.
As his solitary meal was finished, one of the Temple porters, or inferior officers, was announced, as seeking Master Grahame, on the part of his friend, Master Lowestoffe; and, being admitted by the old woman to his apartment, he delivered to Nigel a small mail-trunk, with the clothes he had desired should be sent to him, and then, with more mystery, put into his hand a casket, or strong-boy, which he carefully concealed118 beneath his cloak. “I am glad to be rid on't,” said the fellow, as he placed it on the table.
“Ay, sir,” replied the fellow; “but Samson himself would not have carried such a matter safely through Alsatia, had the lads of the Huff known what it was. Please to look into it, sir, and see all is right—I am an honest fellow, and it comes safe out of my hands. How long it may remain so afterwards, will depend on your own care. I would not my good name were to suffer by any after-clap.”
To satisfy the scruples120 of the messenger, Lord Glenvarloch opened the casket in his presence, and saw that his small stock of money, with two or three valuable papers which it contained, and particularly the original sign-manual which the king had granted in his favour, were in the same order in which he had left them. At the man's further instance, he availed himself of the writing materials which were in the casket, in order to send a line to Master Lowestoffe, declaring that his property had reached him in safety. He added some grateful acknowledgments for Lowestoffe's services, and, just as he was sealing and delivering his billet to the messenger, his aged23 landlord entered the apartment. His threadbare suit of black clothes was now somewhat better arranged than they had been in the dishabille of his first appearance, and his nerves and intellects seemed to be less fluttered; for, without much coughing or hesitation121, he invited Nigel to partake of a morning draught122 of wholesome123 single ale, which he brought in a large leathern tankard, or black-jack, carried in the one hand, while the other stirred it round with a sprig of rosemary, to give it, as the old man said, a flavour.
Nigel declined the courteous124 proffer79, and intimated by his manner, while he did so, that he desired no intrusion on the privacy of his own apartment; which, indeed, he was the more entitled to maintain, considering the cold reception he had that morning met with when straying from its precincts into those of his landlord. But the open casket contained matter, or rather metal, so attractive to old Trapbois, that he remained fixed125, like a setting-dog at a dead point, his nose advanced, and one hand expanded like the lifted forepaw, by which that sagacious quadruped sometimes indicates that it is a hare which he has in the wind. Nigel was about to break the charm which had thus arrested old Trapbois, by shutting the lid of the casket, when his attention was withdrawn126 from him by the question of the messenger, who, holding out the letter, asked whether he was to leave it at Mr. Lowestoffe's chambers127 in the Temple, or carry it to the Marshalsea?
“The Marshalsea?” repeated Lord Glenvarloch; “what of the Marshalsea?”
“Why, sir,” said the man, “the poor gentleman is laid up there in lavender, because, they say, his own kind heart led him to scald his fingers with another man's broth129.”
Nigel hastily snatched back the letter, broke the seal, joined to the contents his earnest entreaty130 that he might be instantly acquainted with the cause of his confinement131, and added, that, if it arose out of his own unhappy affair, it would be of a brief duration, since he had, even before hearing of a reason which so peremptorily132 demanded that he should surrender himself, adopted the resolution to do so, as the manliest133 and most proper course which his ill fortune and imprudence had left in his own power. He therefore conjured134 Mr. Lowestoffe to have no delicacy135 upon this score, but, since his surrender was what he had determined136 upon as a sacrifice due to his own character, that he would have the frankness to mention in what manner it could be best arranged, so as to extricate137 him, Lowestoffe, from the restraint to which the writer could not but fear his friend had been subjected, on account of the generous interest which he had taken in his concerns. The letter concluded, that the writer would suffer twenty-four hours to elapse in expectation of hearing from him, and, at the end of that period, was determined to put his purpose in execution. He delivered the billet to the messenger, and, enforcing his request with a piece of money, urged him, without a moment's delay, to convey it to the hands of Master Lowestoffe.
“I—I—I—will carry it to him myself,” said the old usurer, “for half the consideration.”
The man who heard this attempt to take his duty and perquisites138 over his head, lost no time in pocketing the money, and departed on his errand as fast as he could.
“Master Trapbois,” said Nigel, addressing the old man somewhat impatiently, “had you any particular commands for me?”
“I—I—came to see if you rested well,” answered the old man; “and—if I could do anything to serve you, on any consideration.”
“Sir, I thank you,” said Lord Glenvarloch—“I thank you;” and, ere he could say more, a heavy footstep was heard on the stair.
“My God!” exclaimed the old man, starting up—“Why, Dorothy—char-woman—why, daughter,—draw bolt, I say, housewives—the door hath been left a-latch!”
The door of the chamber128 opened wide, and in strutted139 the portly bulk of the military hero whom Nigel had on the preceding evening in vain endeavoured to recognise.
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133 manliest | |
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