It was one morning in the days of this famous struggle that Sir Charles Tregellis was performing his very complicated toilet, and Ambrose, his valet, was helping4 him to attain5 that pitch of perfection which had long gained him the reputation of being the best-dressed man in town. Suddenly Sir Charles paused, his coup6 d’archet half-executed, the final beauty of his neck-cloth half-achieved, while he listened with surprise and indignation upon his large, comely7, fresh-complexioned face. Below, the decorous hum of Jermyn Street had been broken by the sharp, staccato, metallic8 beating of a doorknocker.
“I begin to think that this uproar9 must be at our door,” said Sir Charles, as one who thinks aloud. “For five minutes it has come and gone; yet Perkins has his orders.”
At a gesture from his master Ambrose stepped out upon the balcony and craned his discreet10 head over it. From the street below came a voice, drawling but clear.
“You would oblige me vastly, fellow, if you would do me the favour to open this door,” said the voice.
“Who is it? What is it?” asked the scandalised Sir Charles, with his arrested elbow still pointing upwards11.
Ambrose had returned with as much surprise upon his dark face as the etiquette12 of his position would allow him to show.
“It is a young gentleman, Sir Charles.”
“A young gentleman? There is no one in London who is not aware that I do not show before midday. Do you know the person? Have you seen him before?”
“I have not seen him, sir, but he is very like some one I could name.”
“Like some one? Like whom?”
“With all respect, Sir Charles, I could for a moment have believed that it was yourself when I looked down. A smaller man, sir, and a youth; but the voice, the face, the bearing—”
“It must be that young cub13 Vereker, my brother’s ne’er-do-weel,” muttered Sir Charles, continuing his toilet. “I have heard that there are points in which he resembles me. He wrote from Oxford14 that he would come, and I answered that I would not see him. Yet he ventures to insist. The fellow needs a lesson! Ambrose, ring for Perkins.”
“I cannot have this uproar at the door, Perkins!”
“If you please, the young gentleman won’t go away, sir.”
“Won’t go away? It is your duty to see that he goes away. Have you not your orders? Didn’t you tell him that I am not seen before midday?”
“I said so, sir. He would have pushed his way in, for all I could say, so I slammed the door in his face.”
“Very right, Perkins.”
“But now, sir, he is making such a din16 that all the folk are at the windows. There is a crowd gathering17 in the street, sir.”
p. 83From below came the crack-crack-crack of the knocker, ever rising in insistence18, with a chorus of laughter and encouraging comments from the spectators. Sir Charles flushed with anger. There must be some limit to such impertinence.
“My clouded amber19 cane20 is in the corner,” said he. “Take it with you, Perkins. I give you a free hand. A stripe or two may bring the young rascal21 to reason.”
The large Perkins smiled and departed. The door was heard to open below and the knocker was at rest. A few moments later there followed a prolonged howl and a noise as of a beaten carpet. Sir Charles listened with a smile which gradually faded from his good-humoured face.
“The fellow must not overdo22 it,” he muttered. “I would not do the lad an injury, whatever his deserts may be. Ambrose, run out on the balcony and call him off. This has gone far enough.”
But before the valet could move there came the swift patter of agile23 feet upon the stairs, and a handsome youth, dressed in the height of fashion, was standing24 framed in the open doorway25. The pose, the face, above all the curious, mischievous26, dancing light in the large blue eyes, all spoke27 of the famous Tregellis blood. Even such was Sir Charles when, twenty p. 84years before, he had, by virtue28 of his spirit and audacity29, in one short season taken a place in London from which Brummell himself had afterwards vainly struggled to depose30 him. The youth faced the angry features of his uncle with an air of debonair31 amusement, and he held towards him, upon his outstretched palms, the broken fragments of an amber cane.
“I much fear, sir,” said he, “that in correcting your fellow I have had the misfortune to injure what can only have been your property. I am vastly concerned that it should have occurred.”
Sir Charles stared with intolerant eyes at this impertinent apparition32. The other looked back in a laughable parody33 of his senior’s manner. As Ambrose had remarked after his inspection34 from the balcony, the two were very alike, save that the younger was smaller, finer cut, and the more nervously35 alive of the two.
“You are my nephew, Vereker Tregellis?” asked Sir Charles.
“Yours to command, sir.”
“I hear bad reports of you from Oxford.”
“Yes, sir, I understand that the reports are bad.”
“Nothing could be worse.”
“So I have been told.”
“Why are you here, sir?”
“That I might see my famous uncle.”
“Yes, sir.”
“You had my letter?”
“Yes, sir.”
“You were told that I was not receiving?”
“Yes, sir.”
“I can remember no such exhibition of impertinence.”
The young man smiled and rubbed his hands in satisfaction.
“There is an impertinence which is redeemed37 by wit,” said Sir Charles, severely38. “There is another which is the mere39 boorishness40 of the clodhopper. As you grow older and wiser you may discern the difference.”
“You are very right, sir,” said the young man, warmly. “The finer shades of impertinence are infinitely41 subtle, and only experience and the society of one who is a recognised master”—here he bowed to his uncle—“can enable one to excel.”
Sir Charles was notoriously touchy42 in temper for the first hour after his morning chocolate. He allowed himself to show it.
“I cannot congratulate my brother upon his son,” said he. “I had hoped for something more worthy43 of our traditions.”
“Perhaps, sir, upon a longer acquaintance—”
p. 86“The chance is too small to justify44 the very irksome experience. I must ask you, sir, to bring to a close a visit which never should have been made.”
The young man smiled affably, but gave no sign of departure.
“May I ask, sir,” said he, in an easy conversational45 fashion, “whether you can recall Principal Munro, of my college?”
“No, sir, I cannot,” his uncle answered, sharply.
“Naturally you would not burden your memory to such an extent, but he still remembers you. In some conversation with him yesterday he did me the honour to say that I brought you back to his recollection by what he was pleased to call the mingled46 levity47 and obstinacy48 of my character. The levity seems to have already impressed you. I am now reduced to showing you the obstinacy.” He sat down in a chair near the door and folded his arms, still beaming pleasantly at his uncle.
“Oh, you won’t go?” asked Sir Charles, grimly.
“No, sir; I will stay.”
“Ambrose, step down and call a couple of chairmen.”
“I should not advise it, sir. They will be hurt.”
“I will put you out with my own hands.”
p. 87“That, sir, you can always do. As my uncle, I could scarce resist you. But, short of throwing me down the stair, I do not see how you can avoid giving me half an hour of your attention.”
Sir Charles smiled. He could not help it. There was so much that was reminiscent of his own arrogant49 and eventful youth in the bearing of this youngster. He was mollified, too, by the defiance50 of menials and quick submission51 to himself. He turned to the glass and signed to Ambrose to continue his duties.
“I must ask you to await the conclusion of my toilet,” said he. “Then we shall see how far you can justify such an intrusion.”
When the valet had at last left the room Sir Charles turned his attention once more to his scapegrace nephew, who had viewed the details of the famous buck’s toilet with the face of an acolyte52 assisting at a mystery.
“Now, sir,” said the older man, “speak, and speak to the point, for I can assure you that I have many more important matters which claim my attention. The Prince is waiting for me at the present instant at Carlton House. Be as brief as you can. What is it that you want?”
“A thousand pounds.”
“Really! Nothing more?” Sir Charles had turned acid again.
p. 88“Yes, sir; an introduction to Mr. Brinsley Sheridan, whom I know to be your friend.”
“And why to him?”
“Because I am told that he controls Drury Lane Theatre, and I have a fancy to be an actor. My friends assure me that I have a pretty talent that way.”
“I can see you clearly, sir, in Charles Surface, or any other part where a foppish53 insolence54 is the essential. The less you acted, the better you would be. But it is absurd to suppose that I could help you to such a career. I could not justify it to your father. Return to Oxford at once, and continue your studies.”
“Impossible!”
“And pray, sir, what is the impediment?”
“I think I may have mentioned to you that I had an interview yesterday with the Principal. He ended it by remarking that the authorities of the University could tolerate me no more.”
“Sent down?”
“Yes, sir.”
“And this is the fruit, no doubt, of a long series of rascalities.”
“Something of the sort, sir, I admit.”
In spite of himself, Sir Charles began once more to relax in his severity towards this handsome young scapegrace. His absolute frankness disarmed55 criticism. It was in a more p. 89gracious voice that the older man continued the conversation.
“Why do you want this large sum of money?” he asked.
“To pay my college debts before I go, sir.”
“Your father is not a rich man.”
“No, sir. I could not apply to him for that reason.”
“So you come to me, who am a stranger!”
“No, sir, no! You are my uncle, and, if I may say so, my ideal and my model.”
“You flatter me, my good Vereker. But if you think you can flatter me out of a thousand pounds, you mistake your man. I will give you no money.”
“Of course, sir, if you can’t—”
“I did not say I can’t. I say I won’t.”
“If you can, sir, I think you will.”
“I find you vastly entertaining,” said he. “Pray continue your conversation. Why do you think that I will give you so large a sum of money?”
“The reason that I think so,” continued the younger man, “is that I can do you a service which will seem to you worth a thousand pounds.”
Vereker Tregellis flushed.
“Sir,” said he, with a pleasing sternness, “you surprise me. You should know the blood of which I come too well to suppose that I would attempt such a thing.”
“I am relieved to hear that there are limits to what you consider to be justifiable59. I must confess that I had seen none in your conduct up to now. But you say that you can do me a service which will be worth a thousand pounds to me?”
“Yes, sir.”
“And pray, sir, what may this service be?”
“To make Lord Barrymore the laughing-stock of the town.”
Sir Charles, in spite of himself, lost for an instant the absolute serenity60 of his self-control. He started, and his face expressed his surprise. By what devilish instinct did this raw undergraduate find the one chink in his armour61? Deep in his heart, unacknowledged to any one, there was the will to pay many a thousand pounds to the man who would bring ridicule62 upon this his most dangerous rival, who was challenging his supremacy63 in fashionable London.
“Did you come from Oxford with this precious project?” he asked, after a pause.
“No, sir. I chanced to see the man himself last night, and I conceived an ill-will to him, and would do him a mischief64.”
“Where did you see him?”
“I spent the evening, sir, at the Vauxhall Gardens.”
“No doubt you would,” interpolated his uncle.
“My Lord Barrymore was there. He was attended by one who was dressed as a clergyman, but who was, as I am told, none other than Hooper the Tinman, who acts as his bully65 and thrashes all who may offend him. Together they passed down the central path, insulting the women and browbeating66 the men. They actually hustled68 me. I was offended, sir—so much so that I nearly took the matter in hand then and there.”
“It is as well that you did not. The prizefighter would have beaten you.”
“Perhaps so, sir—and also, perhaps not.”
“Ah, you add pugilism to your elegant accomplishments69?”
The young man laughed pleasantly.
“William Ball is the only professor of my Alma Mater who has ever had occasion to compliment me, sir. He is better known as the Oxford Pet. I think, with all modesty70, that I could hold him for a dozen rounds. But last night I suffered the annoyance71 without protest, for since it is said that the same scene is enacted72 every evening, there is always time to act.”
p. 92“And how would you act, may I ask?”
“That, sir, I should prefer to keep to myself; but my aim, as I say, would be to make Lord Barrymore a laughing-stock to all London.”
“Pray, sir,” said he, “why did you imagine that any humiliation74 to Lord Barrymore would be pleasing to me?”
“Even in the provinces we know something of what passes in polite circles. Your antagonism75 to this man is to be found in every column of fashionable gossip. The town is divided between you. It is impossible that any public slight upon him should be unpleasing to you.”
Sir Charles smiled.
“You are a shrewd reasoner,” said he. “We will suppose for the instant that you are right. Can you give me no hint what means you would adopt to attain this very desirable end?”
“I would merely make the remark, sir, that many women have been wronged by this fellow. That is a matter of common knowledge. If one of these damsels were to upbraid76 him in public in such a fashion that the sympathy of the bystanders should be with her, then I can imagine, if she were sufficiently77 persistent78, that his lordship’s position might become an unenviable one.”
“And you know such a woman?”
p. 93“I think, sir, that I do.”
“Well, my good Vereker, if any such attempt is in your mind, I see no reason why I should stand between Lord Barrymore and the angry fair. As to whether the result is worth a thousand pounds, I can make no promise.”
“You shall yourself be the judge, sir.”
“Very good, sir; I should not desire otherwise. If things go as I hope, his lordship will not show face in St. James’s Street for a year to come. I will now, if I may, give you your instructions.”
“My instructions! What do you mean? I have nothing to do with the matter.”
“You are the judge, sir, and therefore must be present.”
“I can play no part.”
“No, sir. I would not ask you to do more than be a witness.”
“What, then, are my instructions, as you are pleased to call them?”
“You will come to the Gardens to-night, uncle, at nine o’clock precisely80. You will walk down the centre path, and you will seat yourself upon one of the rustic81 seats which are beside the statue of Aphrodite. You will wait and you will observe.”
“Very good; I will do so. I begin to perceive, nephew, that the breed of Tregellis has p. 94not yet lost some of the points which have made it famous.”
It was at the stroke of nine that night when Sir Charles, throwing his reins82 to the groom83, descended84 from his high yellow phaeton, which forthwith turned to take its place in the long line of fashionable carriages waiting for their owners. As he entered the gate of the Gardens, the centre at that time of the dissipation and revelry of London, he turned up the collar of his driving-cape and drew his hat over his eyes, for he had no desire to be personally associated with what might well prove to be a public scandal. In spite of his attempted disguise, however, there was that in his walk and his carriage which caused many an eye to be turned after him as he passed and many a hand to be raised in salute85. Sir Charles walked on, and, seating himself upon the rustic bench in front of the famous statue, which was in the very middle of the Gardens, he waited in amused suspense86 to see the next act in this comedy.
From the pavilion, whence the paths radiated, there came the strains of the band of the Foot Guards, and by the many-coloured lamps twinkling from every tree Sir Charles could see the confused whirl of the dancers. Suddenly the music stopped. The quadrilles were at an end.
An instant afterwards the central path by which he sat was thronged87 by the revellers. In a many-coloured crowd, stocked and cravated with all the bravery of buff and plum-colour and blue, the bucks of the town passed and repassed with their high-waisted, straight-skirted, be-bonneted ladies upon their arms.
It was not a decorous assembly. Many of the men, flushed and noisy, had come straight from their potations. The women, too, were loud and aggressive. Now and then, with a rush and a swirl90, amid a chorus of screams from the girls and good-humoured laughter from their escorts, some band of high-blooded, noisy youths would break their way across the moving throng88. It was no place for the prim91 or demure92, and there was a spirit of good-nature and merriment among the crowd which condoned93 the wildest liberty.
And yet there were some limits to what could be tolerated even by so Bohemian an assembly. A murmur94 of anger followed in the wake of two roisterers who were making their way down the path. It would, perhaps, be fairer to say one roisterer; for of the two it was only the first who carried himself with such insolence, although it was the second who ensured that he could do it with impunity95.
The leader was a very tall, hatchet-faced man, dressed in the very height of fashion, whose evil, handsome features were flushed p. 96with wine and arrogance96. He shouldered his way roughly through the crowd, peering with an abominable97 smile into the faces of the women, and occasionally, where the weakness of the escort invited an insult, stretching out his hand and caressing98 the cheek or neck of some passing girl, laughing loudly as she winced99 away from his touch.
Close at his heels walked his hired attendant, whom, out of insolent100 caprice and with a desire to show his contempt for the prejudices of others, he had dressed as a rough country clergyman. This fellow slouched along with frowning brows and surly, challenging eyes, like some faithful, hideous101 human bulldog, his knotted hands protruding102 from his rusty103 cassock, his great underhung jaw104 turning slowly from right to left as he menaced the crowd with his sinister105 gaze. Already a close observer might have marked upon his face a heaviness and looseness of feature, the first signs of that physical decay which in a very few years was to stretch him, a helpless wreck106, too weak to utter his own name, upon the causeway of the London streets. At present, however, he was still an unbeaten man, the terror of the Ring, and as his ill-omened face was seen behind his infamous107 master many a half-raised cane was lowered and many a hot word was checked, while the whisper of “Hooper! ’Ware Bully Hooper!” warned all who were aggrieved108 that it might be best to pocket their injuries lest some even worse thing should befall them. Many a maimed and disfigured man had carried away from Vauxhall the handiwork of the Tinman and his patron.
Moving in insolent slowness through the crowd, the bully and his master had just come opposite to the bench upon which sat Sir Charles Tregellis. At this place the path opened up into a circular space, brilliantly illuminated109 and surrounded by rustic seats. From one of these an elderly, ringleted woman, deeply veiled, rose suddenly and barred the path of the swaggering nobleman. Her voice sounded clear and strident above the babel of tongues, which hushed suddenly that their owners might hear it.
“Marry her, my lord! I entreat110 you to marry her! Oh, surely you will marry my poor Amelia!” said the voice.
Lord Barrymore stood aghast. From all sides folk were closing in and heads were peering over shoulders. He tried to push on, but the lady barred his way and two palms pressed upon his beruffled front.
“Surely, surely you would not desert her! Take the advice of that good, kind clergyman behind you!” wailed111 the voice. “Oh, be a man of honour and marry her!”
The elderly lady thrust out her hand and drew forward a lumpish-looking young woman, who sobbed112 and mopped her eyes with her handkerchief.
“The plague take you!” roared his lordship, in a fury. “Who is the wench? I vow113 that I never clapped eyes on either of you in my life!”
“It is my niece Amelia,” cried the lady, “your own loving Amelia! Oh, my lord, can you pretend that you have forgotten poor, trusting Amelia, of Woodbine Cottage at Lichfield.”
“I never set foot in Lichfield in my life!” cried the peer. “You are two impostors who should be whipped at the cart’s tail.”
“Oh, wicked! Oh, Amelia!” screamed the lady, in a voice that resounded114 through the Gardens. “Oh, my darling, try to soften115 his hard heart; pray him that he make an honest woman of you at last.”
With a lurch116 the stout117 young woman fell forward and embraced Lord Barrymore with the hug of a bear. He would have raised his cane, but his arms were pinned to his sides.
“Hooper! Hooper!” screamed the furious peer, craning his neck in horror, for the girl seemed to be trying to kiss him.
“Out o’ the way, marm!” he cried. “Out p. 99o’ the way, I say!” and pushed her violently aside.
“Oh, you rude, rude man!” she shrieked119, springing back in front of him. “He hustled me, good people; you saw him hustle67 me! A clergyman, but no gentleman! What! you would treat a lady so—you would do it again? Oh, I could slap, slap, slap you!”
And with each repetition of the word, with extraordinary swiftness, her open palm rang upon the prizefighter’s cheek.
“Hooper! Hooper!” cried Lord Barrymore once more, for he was still struggling in the ever-closer embrace of the unwieldy and amorous121 Amelia.
The bully again pushed forward to the aid of his patron, but again the elderly lady confronted him, her head back, her left arm extended, her whole attitude, to his amazement, that of an expert boxer122.
The prizefighter’s brutal123 nature was roused. Woman or no woman, he would show the murmuring crowd what it meant to cross the path of the Tinman. She had struck him. She must take the consequence. No one should square up to him with impunity. He swung his right with a curse. The bonnet89 instantly ducked under his arm, and a line of razor-like knuckles124 left an open cut under his eye.
Amid wild cries of delight and encouragement from the dense125 circle of spectators, the lady danced round the sham126 clergyman, dodging127 his ponderous128 blows, slipping under his arms, and smacking129 back at him most successfully. Once she tripped and fell over her own skirt, but was up and at him again in an instant.
“You vulgar fellow!” she shrieked. “Would you strike a helpless woman! Take that! Oh, you rude and ill-bred man!”
Bully Hooper was cowed for the first time in his life by the extraordinary thing that he was fighting. The creature was as elusive130 as a shadow, and yet the blood was dripping down his chin from the effects of the blows. He shrank back with an amazed face from so uncanny an antagonist131. And in the moment that he did so his spell was for ever broken. Only success could hold it. A check was fatal. In all the crowd there was scarce one who was not nursing some grievance132 against master or man, and waiting for that moment of weakness in which to revenge it.
With a growl133 of rage the circle closed in. There was an eddy134 of furious, struggling men, with Lord Barrymore’s thin, flushed face and Hooper’s bulldog jowl in the centre of it. A moment after they were both upon the ground, and a dozen sticks were rising and falling above them.
Hooper fought mute, like the bulldog he was, till his senses were beaten out of him.
Bruised136, kicked, and mauled, never did their worst victim come so badly from the Gardens as the bully and his patron that night. But worse than the ache of wounds for Lord Barrymore was the smart of the mind as he thought how every club and drawing-room in London would laugh for a week to come at the tale of his Amelia and her aunt.
Sir Charles had stood, rocking with laughter, upon the bench which overlooked the scene. When at last he made his way back through the crowds to his yellow phaeton, he was not entirely137 surprised to find that the back seat was already occupied by two giggling138 females, who were exchanging most unladylike repartees with the attendant grooms139.
The two females tittered loudly.
“Uncle Charles!” cried the elder, “may I present Mr. Jack141 Jarvis, of Brasenose College? I think, uncle, you should take us somewhere to sup, for it has been a vastly fatiguing142 performance. To-morrow I will do myself the honour to call, at your convenience, and will venture to bring with me the receipt for one thousand pounds.”
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