Are paling one by one; give me the ladder
And the short lever—bid Anthony
Keep with his carabine the wicket-gate;
And do thou bare thy knife and follow me,
For we will in and do it—darkness like this
Is dawning of our fortunes.
Old Play.
In this operation he was a second time interrupted by a knocking at the door—he called upon the person to enter, having no doubt that it was Lowestoffe's messenger at length arrived. It was, however, the ungracious daughter of old Trapbois, who, muttering something about her father's mistake, laid down upon the table one of the pieces of gold which Nigel had just given to him, saying, that what she retained was the full rent for the term he had specified3. Nigel replied, he had paid the money, and had no desire to receive it again.
“Do as you will with it, then,” replied his hostess, “for there it lies, and shall lie for me. If you are fool enough to pay more than is reason, my father shall not be knave4 enough to take it.”
“But your father, mistress,” said Nigel, “your father told me—”
“Oh, my father, my father,” said she, interrupting him,—“my father managed these affairs while he was able—I manage them now, and that may in the long run be as well for both of us.”
She then looked on the table, and observed the weapons.
“You have arms, I see,” she said; “do you know how to use them?”
“I should do so mistress,” replied Nigel, “for it has been my occupation.”
“You are a soldier, then?” she demanded.
“No farther as yet, than as every gentleman of my country is a soldier.”
“Ay, that is your point of honour—to cut the throats of the poor—a proper gentlemanlike occupation for those who should protect them!”
“I do not deal in cutting throats, mistress,” replied Nigel; “but I carry arms to defend myself, and my country if it needs me.”
“Ay,” replied Martha, “it is fairly worded; but men say you are as prompt as others in petty brawls5, where neither your safety nor your country is in hazard; and that had it not been so, you would not have been in the Sanctuary6 to-day.”
“Mistress,” returned Nigel, “I should labour in vain to make you understand that a man's honour, which is, or should be, dearer to him than his life, may often call on and compel us to hazard our own lives, or those of others, on what would otherwise seem trifling7 contingencies8.”
“God's law says nought9 of that,” said the female; “I have only read there, that thou shall not kill. But I have neither time nor inclination10 to preach to you—you will find enough of fighting here if you like it, and well if it come not to seek you when you are least prepared. Farewell for the present—the char-woman will execute your commands for your meals.”
She left the room, just as Nigel, provoked at her assuming a superior tone of judgment11 and of censure12, was about to be so superfluous13 as to enter into a dispute with an old pawnbroker's daughter on the subject of the point of honour. He smiled at himself for the folly14 into which the spirit of self-vindication had so nearly hurried him.
Lord Glenvarloch then applied15 to old Deborah the char-woman, by whose intermediation he was provided with a tolerably decent dinner; and the only embarrassment16 which he experienced, was from the almost forcible entry of the old dotard his landlord, who insisted upon giving his assistance at laying the cloth. Nigel had some difficulty to prevent him from displacing his arms and some papers which were lying on a small table at which he had been sitting; and nothing short of a stern and positive injunction to the contrary could compel him to use another board (though there were two in the room) for the purpose of laying the cloth.
Having at length obliged him to relinquish17 his purpose, he could not help observing that the eyes of the old dotard seemed still anxiously fixed18 upon the small table on which lay his sword and pistols; and that, amidst all the little duties which he seemed officiously anxious to render to his guest, he took every opportunity of looking towards and approaching these objects of his attention. At length, when Trapbois thought he had completely avoided the notice of his guest, Nigel, through the observation of one of the cracked mirrors, oh which channel of communication the old man had not calculated, beheld19 him actually extend his hand towards the table in question. He thought it unnecessary to use further ceremony, but telling his landlord, in a stern voice, that he permitted no one to touch his arms, he commanded him to leave the apartment. The old usurer commenced a maundering sort of apology, in which all that Nigel distinctly apprehended20, was a frequent repetition of the word consideration, and which did not seem to him to require any other answer than a reiteration21 of his command to him to leave the apartment, upon pain of worse consequences.
The ancient Hebe who acted as Lord Glenvarloch's cup-bearer, took his part against the intrusion of the still more antiquated22 Ganymede, and insisted on old Trapbois leaving the room instantly, menacing him at the same time with her mistress's displeasure if he remained there any longer. The old man seemed more under petticoat government than any other, for the threat of the char-woman produced greater effect upon him than the more formidable displeasure of Nigel. He withdrew grumbling23 and muttering, and Lord Glenvarloch heard him bar a large door at the nearer end of the gallery, which served as a division betwixt the other parts of the extensive mansion24, and the apartment occupied by his guest, which, as the reader is aware, had its access from the landing-place at the head of the grand staircase.
Nigel accepted the careful sound of the bolts and bars as they were severally drawn25 by the trembling hand of old Trapbois, as an omen26 that the senior did not mean again to revisit him in the course of the evening, and heartily27 rejoiced that he was at length to be left to uninterrupted solitude28.
The old woman asked if there was aught else to be done for his accommodation; and, indeed, it had hitherto seemed as if the pleasure of serving him, or more properly the reward which she expected, had renewed her youth and activity. Nigel desired to have candles, to have a fire lighted in his apartment, and a few fagots placed beside it, that he might feed it from time to time, as he began to feel the chilly29 effects of the damp and low situation of the house, close as it was to the Thames. But while the old woman was absent upon his errand, he began to think in what way he should pass the long solitary30 evening with which he was threatened.
His own reflections promised to Nigel little amusement, and less applause. He had considered his own perilous31 situation in every light in which it could be viewed, and foresaw as little utility as comfort in resuming the survey. To divert the current of his ideas, books were, of course, the readiest resource; and although, like most of us, Nigel had, in his time, sauntered through large libraries, and even spent a long time there without greatly disturbing their learned contents, he was now in a situation where the possession of a volume, even of very inferior merit, becomes a real treasure. The old housewife returned shortly afterwards with fagots, and some pieces of half-burnt wax-candles, the perquisites32, probably, real or usurped33, of some experienced groom34 of the chambers36, two of which she placed in large brass37 candlesticks, of different shapes and patterns, and laid the others on the table, that Nigel might renew them from time to time as they burnt to the socket38. She heard with interest Lord Glenvarloch's request to have a book—any sort of book—to pass away the night withal, and returned for answer, that she knew of no other books in the house than her young mistress's (as she always denominated Mistress Martha Trapbois) Bible, which the owner would not lend; and her master's Whetstone of Witte, being the second part of Arithmetic, by Robert Record, with the Cossike Practice and Rule of Equation; which promising39 volume Nigel declined to borrow. She offered, however, to bring him some books from Duke Hildebrod—“who sometimes, good gentleman, gave a glance at a book when the State affairs of Alsatia left him as much leisure.”
Nigfil embraced the proposal, and his unwearied Iris40 scuttled41 away on this second embassy. She returned in a short time with a tattered42 quarto volume under her arm, and a bottle of sack in her hand; for the Duke, judging that mere43 reading was dry work, had sent the wine by way of sauce to help it down, not forgetting to add the price to the morning's score, which he had already run up against the stranger in the Sanctuary.
Nigel seized on the book, and did not refuse the wine, thinking that a glass or two, as it really proved to be of good quality, would be no bad interlude to his studies. He dismissed, with thanks and assurance of reward, the poor old drudge44 who had been so zealous45 in his service; trimmed his fire and candles, and placed the easiest of the old arm-chairs in a convenient posture46 betwixt the fire and the table at which he had dined, and which now supported the measure of sack and the lights; and thus accompanying his studies with such luxurious47 appliances as were in his power, he began to examine the only volume with which the ducal library of Alsatia had been able to supply him.
The contents, though of a kind generally interesting, were not well calculated to dispel48 the gloom by which he was surrounded. The book was entitled “God's Revenge against Murther;” not, as the bibliomaniacal reader may easily conjecture49, the work which Reynolds published under that imposing50 name, but one of a much earlier date, printed and sold by old Wolfe; and which, could a copy now be found, would sell for much more than its weight in gold.[Footnote: Only three copies are known to exist; one in the library at Kennaquhair, and two—one foxed and cropped, the other tall and in good condition—both in the possession of an eminent51 member of the Roxburghe Club.—Note by CAPTAIN CLUTTERBUCK.] Nigel had soon enough of the doleful tales which the book contains, and attempted one or two other modes of killing52 the evening. He looked out at window, but the night was rainy, with gusts53 of wind; he tried to coax54 the fire, but the fagots were green, and smoked without burning; and as he was naturally temperate55, he felt his blood somewhat heated by the canary sack which he had already drank, and had no farther inclination to that pastime. He next attempted to compose a memorial addressed to the king, in which he set forth56 his case and his grievances57; but, speedily stung with the idea that his supplication58 would be treated with scorn, he flung the scroll59 into the fire, and, in a sort of desperation, resumed the book which he had laid aside.
Nigel became more interested in the volume at the second than at the first attempt which he made to peruse60 it. The narratives61, strange and shocking as they were to human feeling, possessed62 yet the interest of sorcery or of fascination63, which rivets64 the attention by its awakening65 horrors. Much was told of the strange and horrible acts of blood by which men, setting nature and humanity alike at defiance66, had, for the thirst of revenge, the lust67 of gold, or the cravings of irregular ambition, broken into the tabernacle of life. Yet more surprising and mysterious tales were recounted of the mode in which such deeds of blood had come to be discovered and revenged. Animals, irrational68 animals, had told the secret, and birds of the air had carried the matter. The elements had seemed to betray the deed which had polluted them—earth had ceased to support the murderer's steps, fire to warm his frozen limbs, water to refresh his parched69 lips, air to relieve his gasping70 lungs. All, in short, bore evidence to the homicide's guilt71. In other circumstances, the criminal's own awakened72 conscience pursued and brought him to justice; and in some narratives the grave was said to have yawned, that the ghost of the sufferer might call for revenge.
It was now wearing late in the night, and the book was still in Nigel's hands, when the tapestry73 which hung behind him flapped against the wall, and the wind produced by its motion waved the flame of the candles by which he was reading. Nigel started and turned round, in that excited and irritated state of mind which arose from the nature of his studies, especially at a period when a certain degree of superstition74 was inculcated as a point of religious faith. It was not without emotion that he saw the bloodless countenance75, meagre form, and ghastly aspect of old Trapbois, once more in the very act of extending his withered76 hand towards the table which supported his arms. Convinced by this untimely apparition77 that something evil was meditated78 towards him, Nigel sprung up, seized his sword, drew it, and placing it at the old man's breast, demanded of him what he did in his apartment at so untimely an hour. Trapbois showed neither fear nor surprise, and only answered by some imperfect expressions, intimating he would part with his life rather than with his property; and Lord Glenvarloch, strangely embarrassed, knew not what to think of the intruder's motives79, and still less how to get rid of him. As he again tried the means of intimidation80, he was surprised by a second apparition from behind the tapestry, in the person of the daughter of Trapbois, bearing a lamp in her hand. She also seemed to possess her father's insensibility to danger, for, coming close to Nigel, she pushed aside impetuously his naked sword, and even attempted to take it out of his hand.
“For shame,” she said, “your sword on a man of eighty years and more!-=this the honour of a Scottish gentleman!—give it to me to make a spindle of!”
“Stand back,” said Nigel; “I mean your father no injury—but I will know what has caused him to prowl this whole day, and even at this late hour of night, around my arms.”
“Your arms!” repeated she; “alas! young man, the whole arms in the Tower of London are of little value to him, in comparison of this miserable81 piece of gold which I left this morning on the table of a young spendthrift, too careless to put what belonged to him into his own purse.”
So saying, she showed the piece of gold, which, still remaining on the table, where she left it, had been the bait that attracted old Trapbois so frequently to the spot; and which, even in the silence of the night, had so dwelt on his imagination, that he had made use of a private passage long disused, to enter his guest's apartment, in order to possess himself of the treasure during his slumbers83. He now exclaimed, at the highest tones of his cracked and feeble voice—
“It is mine—it is mine!—he gave it to me for a consideration—I will die ere I part with my property!”
“It is indeed his own, mistress,” said Nigel, “and I do entreat84 you to restore it to the person on whom I have bestowed85 it, and let me have my apartment in quiet.”
“I will account with you for it, then,”—said the maiden, reluctantly giving to her father the morsel86 of Mammon, on which he darted87 as if his bony fingers had been the talons88 of a hawk89 seizing its prey90; and then making a contented91 muttering and mumbling92, like an old dog after he has been fed, and just when he is wheeling himself thrice round for the purpose of lying down, he followed his daughter behind the tapestry, through a little sliding-door, which was perceived when the hangings were drawn apart.
“This shall be properly fastened to-morrow,” said the daughter to Nigel, speaking in such a tone that her father, deaf, and engrossed93 by his acquisition, could not hear her; “to-night I will continue to watch him closely.—I wish you good repose94.”
These few words, pronounced in a tone of more civility than she had yet made use of towards her lodger95, contained a wish which was not to be accomplished96, although her guest, presently after her departure, retired97 to bed.
There was a slight fever in Nigel's blood, occasioned by the various events of the evening, which put him, as the phrase is, beside his rest. Perplexing and painful thoughts rolled on his mind like a troubled stream, and the more he laboured to lull98 himself to slumber82, the farther he seemed from attaining99 his object. He tried all the resources common in such cases; kept counting from one to a thousand, until his head was giddy—he watched the embers of the wood fire till his eyes were dazzled—he listened to the dull moaning of the wind, the swinging and creaking of signs which projected from the houses, and the baying of here and there a homeless dog, till his very ear was weary.
Suddenly, however, amid this monotony, came a sound which startled him at once. It was a female shriek100. He sat up in his bed to listen, then remembered he was in Alsatia, where brawls of every sort were current among the unruly inhabitants. But another scream, and another, and another, succeeded so close, that he was certain, though the noise was remote and sounded stifled101, it must be in the same house with himself.
Nigel jumped up hastily, put on a part of his clothes, seized his sword and pistols, and ran to the door of his chamber35. Here he plainly heard the screams redoubled, and, as he thought, the sounds came from the usurer's apartment. All access to the gallery was effectually excluded by the intermediate door, which the brave young lord shook with eager, but vain impatience102. But the secret passage occurred suddenly to his recollection. He hastened back to his room, and succeeded with some difficulty in lighting103 a candle, powerfully agitated104 by hearing the cries repeated, yet still more afraid lest they should sink into silence.
He rushed along the narrow and winding105 entrance, guided by the noise, which now burst more wildly on his ear; and, while he descended106 a narrow staircase which terminated the passage, he heard the stifled voices of men, encouraging, as it seemed, each other. “D—n her, strike her down—silence her—beat her brains out!”—while the voice of his hostess, though now almost exhausted107, was repeating the cry of “murder,” and “help.” At the bottom of the staircase was a small door, which gave way before Nigel as he precipitated108 himself upon the scene of action,—a cocked pistol in one hand, a candle in the other, and his naked sword under his arm.
Two ruffians had, with great difficulty, overpowered, or, rather, were on the point of overpowering, the daughter of Trapbois, whose resistance appeared to have been most desperate, for the floor was covered with fragments of her clothes, and handfuls of her hair. It appeared that her life was about to be the price of her defence, for one villain109 had drawn a long clasp-knife, when they were surprised by the entrance of Nigel, who, as they turned towards him, shot the fellow with the knife dead on the spot, and when the other advanced to him, hurled110 the candlestick at his head, and then attacked him with his sword. It was dark, save some pale moonlight from the window; and the ruffian, after firing a pistol without effect, and fighting a traverse or two with his sword, lost heart, made for the window, leaped over it, and escaped. Nigel fired his remaining pistol after him at a venture, and then called for light.
“There is light in the kitchen,” answered Martha Trapbois, with more presence of mind than could have been expected. “Stay, you know not the way; I will fetch it myself.—Oh! my father—my poor father!—I knew it would come to this—and all along of the accursed gold!—They have murdered him!”
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