Presently he saw Gwendolen Durant ride towards him.
She looked so well on horseback that he wondered more than ever why Lionel could not make up his mind to marry. She stopped and spoke4 to him. They exchanged the simple banter5 which serves for wit among the easily pleased, and the Canon expressed his admiration6 of her seat. She nodded a farewell and put her heel to the horse’s side. But at that moment a motor-car rushed by at a terrific speed and gave a series of loud explosions. Gwendolen’s horse turned round with a sudden leap that almost unseated her, and was on the point of bolting, when the Canon jumped forward and seized the bridle7. It was not a very dangerous action, but it required some presence of mind, and he performed it with a breadth of gesture that made it look almost heroic.
“Thanks, so much,” said Gwendolen, a little out of breath and startled. “If you hadn’t been there he’d have bolted. He’s got a mouth like iron and he simply pulls my arms out.”
“Are you quite sure you’re safe now?” asked Canon Spratte, anxiously.
The horse was still nervous and refused to stand still.
“He’ll probably bolt with me, but I must risk it,” she laughed, trying to show no concern.
“Let me tighten8 the curb9 a little, and then you’ll be as safe as a house.” With deft10 fingers he undid11 the chain and altered it. “You know, you really ought not to ride alone.”
“I shall ride with you to-morrow,” he answered. “I don’t think you should be left to your own devices. Now I think you’re in no danger.”
She thanked him effusively14 and trotted15 quickly off. The Canon resumed his promenade16 somewhat pleased with the action: he was grateful for the smallest incident that served to restore his diminished self-esteem17. He was turning round to go home when he felt a hand on his shoulder. It was Sir John Durant.
“I’ve just seen Gwendolen. She tells me you saved her from a nasty accident.”
“Oh, it was nothing. I happened to be near.”
“I don’t know how to thank you.”
“If you’ll allow me to say it, I think it’s somewhat incautious to let her ride alone. I’ve offered to accompany her to-morrow.”
“Not at all; I assure you it will be a great pleasure. My doctor has advised me to take horse-exercise, and I shall be only too glad to have some one to ride with.” The Canon put his arm through the brewer’s in his most friendly fashion. “And how are you, my dear fellow? I trust that your affairs are flourishing.”
“Well, in point of fact they’re not,” cried the other, suddenly growing serious. “That confounded Government wants to give the local justices power to close a certain proportion of public-houses in their districts.”
“Ah, yes, I saw something about that in the papers, but I understood it would have no influence on the consumption of liquor. Stonehenge’s idea is that the remaining houses will profit.”
“Don’t you believe it,” cried Sir John, with much vigour19. “Nine times out of ten a man doesn’t drink a glass of beer because he’s thirsty, but because there’s a public-house at his elbow. Each one they shut up will take a good round sum out of our pockets.”
“The Government seems very strong on the point. I suppose they’ve been got hold of by the faddists.”
Sir John stopped still and significantly tapped Canon Spratte on the chest. His utterance20 was full of weight.
“Mark my words. The Government doesn’t know how strong we are. If they try to interfere21 with the liquor interest it’ll be a bad day for the Conservative party. I’ll fight them tooth and nail, and I shall carry the whole trade with me. I’m not a boasting fool, but I tell you this: the Government’s in a damned wobbly state, and if they put my back up I don’t answer for the consequences.”
Canon Spratte looked at his red-faced friend with the utmost attention. He knew that Sir John Durant was a rich man, but had not realized till this moment that he was a powerful man as well. Events might take such a turn that any one who had the brewer’s ear would command vast influence. He looked at his watch. It was time for him to keep an appointment, and he wanted to think quietly over the consequences of this discovery.
“Why don’t you come and lunch with me at the club one day?” he asked. “I’m afraid I mayn’t take you to the Athenæum, but they give you capital wine at the Carlton.”
Sir John accepted with pleasure, and so they parted. He was very thoughtful during the remainder of that morning, but at luncheon22 announced to his family that he proposed to ride every morning after breakfast. His doctor had recommended exercise, and he knew of no other which combined in such just proportions entertainment with utility.
“And what about this marriage of yours, Theodore?” asked Lady Sophia. “You forget that we are all on tenterhooks23.”
He stared at her for a moment with a very natural show of amazement24, and burst into a shout of laughter.
“It was only a little joke of mine, Sophia. You don’t imagine it’s likely that I should marry at my age.”
“As you say, we Sprattes have a remarkable25 sense of humour,” she replied, dryly.
“I can’t help poking26 fun at you sometimes, my dear. But, as you rightly observed, no one would be such a fool as to marry an old fossil like your humble27 servant.”
But her remarks had brought back to his mind an incident which he would willingly have forgotten. He was still very sore, and the more he thought of it the more foolish he felt himself. It was in no amiable mood, therefore, that he waited for Bertram Railing, who was expected to call that afternoon. Nor was the Canon much pleased with his daughter, and he had mentioned two or three times his annoyance28 that her wilful29 disobedience had placed him in an awkward position. Railing was not an easy person to deal with. His plainness and outspoken30 candour rendered possible a very undignified altercation31.
But when the young man arrived nothing was visible on the Canon’s face save complete friendliness32. They shook hands.
“Ah, how good of you to come, dear Railing. So glad to see you.”
“Winnie told me she’d be at home this afternoon.”
“Of course I didn’t flatter myself that you’d come to see me,” laughed the Canon. “But in point of fact I’ve been wanting to have a little talk with you. It’s a very serious step that you young folks are taking.”
“Ha, ha, capital! Now I should have thought you were both very young to be married.”
“I am twenty-eight, sir, and Winnie is twenty-one.”
“You neither of you look it,” murmured the Canon, with an amiable bow.
“Possibly!”
Canon Spratte pulled out the splendid cigarette-case in gold, with initials of diamonds, which a fond admirer had presented to him. He offered it to Railing.
“No, thank you. I never smoke.”
“I see you have no vices13.” The Canon became so bland34 that it was overwhelming. “Now, my dear fellow, let us discuss this matter in the most cordial way. I need not tell you that I have the very highest esteem for you personally, and the sincerest admiration for your talents. But we live in an age when talent is not always rewarded according to its merits, and I am curious to know upon what you propose to live.”
“My income is about a hundred and fifty a year and Winnie has three hundred from her mother.”
“You are very well informed,” smiled the Canon, good-naturedly.
“Winnie told me,” said Bertram, flushing.
“Obviously! I didn’t suppose for a moment that you had examined the will at Somerset House. And do you imagine that Winnie will be content to live on four hundred and fifty pounds a year?”
“It’s three times as much as my mother ever had.”
“Possibly, but your mother—a most excellent person, Mr. Railing—has moved in rather a different stratum35 of society from my daughter.”
“Do you think your daughter cares two straws for the gewgaws and the tawdry trappings of Society?” asked Bertram, scornfully.
“I think my daughter is human, Mr. Railing; and although it may surprise you, I will confess that I think a carriage and pair absolutely essential to her happiness.”
“I know Winnie, and I love her. You think she’s a doll and a fool. She was. But I have made her into a woman of flesh and blood. She’s a real woman now and she loathes37 all the shams38 and the shallowness of Society.”
“She told you that, did she?” answered the Canon. “Upon my word, we Sprattes have a keen sense of humour.”
Bertram sprang to his feet and crossed over to the Canon.
“You think she cares for carriages and fine clothes. Her life was a mockery. She didn’t know what life was. She had no aspirations39, no ideals. Of course she wasted herself on the frivolities of a foolish world. Thank God, she knows now how narrow this little circle is of idle, selfish people. She wants to work, she wants to labour with her fellow-men, shoulder to shoulder, fighting the good fight.”
“And do you think, my dear young man, that it would ever have occurred to Winnie that the world was hollow and foolish, if you had a wart40 on the tip of your nose, or a squint41 in your eye? Upon my soul, you’re very unsophisticated.”
“You believe that all people are bad.”
“On the contrary, I’m so charitable as to think them merely foolish,” said Canon Spratte, with an acid smile of amusement.
“Have you only sneers42 for the new life that fills your daughter’s eyes? She’s a different creature now. Oh, I believe in her, thank God, as she believes in me! She’s ready to take the journey with me only by her side. Ah, I know she loves me. You think I’m only a fortune-hunter; we don’t want your money, we shouldn’t know what to do with it.”
“And you’re quite content that for you she should sacrifice everything?”
“She flings away painted husks, dross43, tinsel,” cried Bertram, vehemently44. “She gains the whole world.”
Bertram looked at him steadily46, thrusting forward his head with a searching air. He turned over in his mind all that the other had said.
“What are you driving at?” he asked, at length. “Why don’t you say it out like a man, instead of beating about the bush?”
“My dear Mr. Railing, I must beg you to observe the conventions of polite society. It is clearly my duty to inquire into the circumstances of any young man who proposes to marry my daughter.”
“I distrusted you when you first agreed to our engagement. I knew you despised me. I knew that all your flattery was humbug48. Say it straight out like a man.”
Canon Spratte shrugged his shoulders, and spoke slowly and gravely.
“Mr. Railing, I solemnly ask you to give up my daughter. After mature reflection I have come to the conclusion that the marriage is impossible, and I will never give my consent to it.”
“We will do without it; we’re free, both of us, and we don’t care a button for you. Winnie has promised to marry me, and, by God, she shall.”
“Do you absolutely disregard my express wishes?”
“The matter concerns us alone, and no one else in the whole world.”
Canon Spratte thoughtfully examined his finger-nails.
On a sudden he had an inspiration. He had learned a fact from Mrs. Railing, which he thought at the time might prove useful, and here was the opportunity.
“Well, Mr. Railing, it’s very painful to me to have to talk to you in this manner. It is true that some time ago I gave a provisional sanction to your engagement with Winnie, and I can perfectly49 understand that it should seem strange if I now resolutely50 forbid it. I have no doubt this is a great disappointment to you, and for that reason I excuse your heated language, which has been certainly wanting in courtesy. I am sure that when you are calmer you will regret some of the expressions you have seen fit to use. But I will tell you at once that I bear you on this account absolutely no ill-will.”
“I’m much obliged to you, but I’m not aware that I’ve used any expression which I’m in the least likely to regret,” said Bertram, sharply.
“Then, if I may say so, as a man much older than yourself, and as a clergyman, you show both your want of Christian51 charity and your ignorance of social amenities52.... I beg you not to interrupt me,” he added, when he saw that Railing was about to make a rejoinder. “You will understand that I am not the man to wrangle53 like a fishwife.”
“Will you tell me shortly what new objection you have to me, Canon Spratte?”
“That is what I am about to do. It has come to my knowledge that your eldest54 sister is unfortunately in a lunatic asylum55. I need not tell you that I regret this misfortune, but my views on the subject are very decided56. With insanity57 among your relations, I feel that an alliance between your family and mine is out of the question.”
“That’s absurd!” cried Railing. “Florrie had an accident when she was a child. She fell downstairs, and since then she’s been——”
“Not quite right in her head, as your mother expressed it, Mr. Railing. I should like you to observe, however, that every child falls downstairs, and the entire human race is not so imbecile as to need the restraint of a lunatic asylum.”
Bertram’s eyes were fixed58 steadily on Canon Spratte. He tried to discover what lay at the back of the man’s mind, but could not. He saw only that behind that calm face, amid this resonance59 of polished phrase, something was being hidden from him.
“I don’t believe a word you say. I’m not a child. I assure you it’s no good trying to hoodwink me. Tell me the simple truth.”
The Canon flushed at this appeal and was nearly put out of countenance60. He wondered if he should fly into a passion and order Railing out of the house. But it was doubtful whether the Socialist61 would go. He was a little disconcerted, too, by the steadfastness62 with which Bertram had resisted him, and the scorn wherewith he brushed aside his specious63 reasons. Canon Spratte was hot with anger. The taunts64 to which he had calmly listened, rankled65 in his heart, and he would have been pleased to show that none could thus treat him with impunity66. But he seldom lost his temper unadvisedly, and he realized now that calmness gave him a decided advantage over the angry and excited suitor.
“Are you quite sure that Winnie cares for you?” he asked, mildly.
“As sure as I am of my own name and of my own life.”
There was a pause. The Canon for a minute walked up and down the room; and then, holding himself very erect67, stood still in front of Bertram. His voice was full of authority.
“Well, it is my painful duty to inform you that you are mistaken. Winnie recognizes that she misjudged the strength of her affection.”
“I don’t believe it,” said Railing, full of scorn.
“You forget that I’m a working-man and horny-handed, so it’s safer not to try.”
“It evidently hasn’t occurred to you that the manners of Peckham Rye are not altogether suitable to South Kensington,” smiled the Canon, blandly69.
“Well?”
“Winnie has requested me to tell you that she finds she does not care for you enough to marry you. She regrets the inconvenience and unhappiness that she has caused, and desires you to release her.”
Bertram grew white and he gathered himself together as a wild beast might, driven to bay.
“It’s a lie!” he cried, furiously. “It’s a lie!”
The Canon replied with the utmost calm.
“You will have the goodness to remember that I am a minister of the Church and a son of the late Lord Chancellor70 of England.”
“If it’s true, you’ve forced her to give me up. I know she loves me.”
“You may think what you choose, Mr. Railing. The fact remains71 that she wishes to break off her engagement with you. As a man of honour there is obviously but one course open to you.”
“You tell me I’m a man of honour and you treat me like a lackey72. Do you think you can dismiss me like a servant? Don’t you know that my whole life’s happiness is at stake? She can’t send me away like that. It’s not true, it’s not true.”
“On my honour as a gentleman, I have told you the exact truth,” replied Canon Spratte, gravely. Bertram seized the Canon’s arm.
“Let her tell me herself. I must see her. Where is she?”
“She’s gone out.”
“But she knew I was coming here to-day. She expected me.”
“Doesn’t that show you that what I have said is the simple truth? I wished to spare you both a painful scene.”
Bertram hesitated. He could not tell whether Winnie was really out, but it seemed impossible to verify the statement. For a moment he looked straight into the Canon’s eyes, then without a word turned on his heel. Canon Spratte gave a sigh of relief.
“What an escape!” he muttered. “Good Lord, what an escape!”
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