Day after day appeared the advertisement, sometimes slightly altered, as hope or fear suggested; but no word, no letter, no answer of any kind reached the anxious women.
By-and-by, moved by their distress1, or perhaps feeling that the scape-grace would be safer got rid of if found and dispatched abroad in some decent manner, Mr. Ascott himself took measures for privately2 continuing the search. Every outward-bound ship was examined; every hospital visited; every case of suicide investigated: but in vain. The unhappy young man had disappeared, suddenly and completely, as many another has disappeared, out of the home circle, and been never heard of more.
It is difficult to understand how a family can possibly hear such a sorrow, did we not know that many have had to bear it, and have borne it, with all its load of agonizing3 suspense4, slowly dying hope,
"The hope that keeps alive despair," settling down into a permanent grief, compared to which the grief for loss by death is light and endurable.
The Leaf family went through all this. Was it better or worse for them that their anguish5 had to be secret? that there were no friends to pity, inquire, or console? that Johanna had to sit hour by hour and day by day in the solitary6 parlor7, Selina having soon gone back to her old ways of "gadding8 about," and her marriage preparations; and that, hardest of all, Hilary had on the Monday morning to return to Kensington and work, work, work, as nothing were amiss?
But it was natural that all this should tell upon her; and one day Miss Balquidder said, after a long covert9 observation of her face, "My dear, you look ill. Is there any thing troubling you? My young people always tell me their troubles, bodily or mental. I doctor both."
"I am sure of it," said Hilary, with a sad smile, but entered into no explanation, and Miss Balquidder had the wise kindliness10 to inquire no further. Nevertheless, on some errand or other she came to Kensington nearly every evening and took Hilary back with her to sleep at No. 15.
"Your sister Selina must wish to have you with her as much as possible till she is married." she said, as a reason for doing this.
And Hilary acquiesced11, but silently, as we often do acquiesce12 in what ought to be a truth, but which we know to be the saddest, most painful falsehood.
For Selina, it became plain to see, was one of the family no more. After her first burst of self-reproachful grief she took Mr. Ascott's view of her nephew's loss—that it was a good riddance; went on calmly with her bridal preparations, and seemed only afraid lest any thing should interfere13 to prevent her marriage.
But the danger was apparently14 tided over. No news of Ascott came. Even the daily inquiries15 for him by his creditors16 had ceased. His Aunt Selina was beginning to breathe freely, when, the morning before the wedding day, as they were all sitting in the midst of white finery, but as sadly and silently as if it were a funeral, a person was suddenly shown in "on business."
It was a detective officer sent to find out from Ascott Leaf's aunts whether a certain description of him, in a printed hand-bill, was correct. For his principal creditor17, exasperated18, had determined19 on thus advertising20 him in the public papers as having "absconded21."
Had a thunder-bolt fallen in the little parlor the three aunts could not have been more utterly22 overwhelmed. They made no "scene"—a certain sense of pride kept these poor gentlewomen from betraying their misery23 to a strange man; though he was a very civil man, and having delivered himself of his errand, like an automaton24, sat looking into his hat, and taking no notice of aught around him. He was accustomed to this sort of thing.
Hilary was the first to recover herself. She glanced round at her sisters, but they had not a word to say. In any crisis of family difficulty they always left her to take the helm.
Rapidly she ran over in her mind all the consequences that would arise from this new trouble—the public disgrace; Mr. Ascott's anger and annoyance25, not that she cared much for this, except so far as it would affect Selina; lastly, the death-blow it was to any possible hope of reclaiming26 the poor prodigal27. Who she did not believe was dead, but still, fondly trusted he would return one day from his wanderings and his swine's husks, to have the fatted calf28 killed for him and glad tears shed over him. But after being advertised as "absconded," Ascott never would, never could, come home any home.
Taking as cool and business-like a tone as she could, she returned the paper to the detective.
"This is a summary proceeding29. Is there no way of avoiding it?"
"One, Miss," replied the man, very respectfully. "If the family would pay the debt."
"Do you know how much it is?"
"Eighty pounds."
"Ah!"
But in desperate cases some women acquire a desperate courage, or rather it is less courage than faith—the faith which is said to "remove mountains"—the belief that to the very last there must be something to be done, and, if it can be done, they will have strength to do it. True, the mountain may not be removed, but the mere32 act of faith, or courage sometimes teaches how to climb over it.
"Very well. Take this paper back to your employer. He must be aware that his only chance of payment is by suppressing it. If he will do that, in two days he shall hear from us, and we will make arrangements about paying the debt."
Hilary said this, to her sisters' utter astonishment33; so utter that they let her say it, and let the detective go away with a civil "Good morning," before they could interfere or contradict by a word.
"Paying the debt! Hilary, what have you promised? It is an impossibility."
"Like the Frenchman's answer to his mistress—'Madame, if it had been possible it would have been done already; if it is impossible, it shall be done.' It shall, I say."
"I wonder you can jest about our misfortunes," said Selina, in her most querulous voice.
"I'm not jesting. But where is the use of sitting down to moan! I mean what I say. The thing must be done."
Her eyes glittered—her small, red lips were set tightly together.
"If it is not done, sisters—if his public disgrace is not prevented, don't you see the result? Not as regards your marriage, Selina—the man must be a coward who would refuse to marry a woman he cared for, even though her nearest kinsman34 had been hanged at the Old Bailey—but Ascott himself. The boy is not a bad boy, though he has done wickedly; but there is a difference between a wicked act and a wicked nature. I mean to save him if I can."
"How?"
"By saving his good name; by paying the debt."
"And where on earth shall you get the money?"
"I will go to Miss Balquidder and—"
"Borrow it?"
"No, never! I would as soon think of stealing it."
Then controlling herself, Hilary explained that she meant to ask Miss Balquidder to arrange for her with the creditor to pay the eighty pounds by certain weekly or monthly installments35, to be deducted36 from her salary at Kensington.
"It is not a very great favor to ask of her: merely that she should say, 'This young woman is employed by me: I believe her to be honest, respectable, and so forth37; also, that when she makes a promise to pay, she will to the best of her power perform it.' A character which is at present rather a novelty in the Leaf family."
"Hilary!"
"I am growing bitter, Johanna; I know I am. Why should we suffer so much! Why should we be always dragged down—down—in this way? Why should we never have had any one to cherish and take care of us, like other women! Why—"
Miss Leaf laid her finger on her child's lips—
"Because it is the will of God."
Hilary flung herself on her dear old sister's neck and burst into tears.
Selina too cried a little, and said that she should like to help in paying the debt, if Mr. Ascott had no objection. And then she turned back to her white splendors38, and became absorbed in the annoyance of there being far too much clematis and far too little orange blossom in the bridal bonnet—which it was now too late to change. A little, also, she vexed39 herself about the risk of confiding40 in Miss Balquidder, lest by any chance the story might get round to Russell Square; and was urgent that at least nothing should be said or done until after to-morrow. She was determined to be married, and dreaded41 any slip between the cup and lip.
But Hilary was resolute42. "I said that in two days the matter should be arranged, and so it must be, or the man will think we too break our promises."
"You can assure him to the contrary," said Selina, with dignity. "In fact, why can't you arrange with him without going at all to Miss Balquidder?"
Again the fierce, bitter expression returned to Hilary's face.
"You forget, Miss Balquidder's honest name is his only guarantee against the dishonesty of ours."
"Hilary, you disgrace us—disgrace me—speaking in such a way. Are we not gentle women?"
"I don't know, Selina. I don't seem to know or to feel any thing, except that I would live on bread and water in order to live peaceably and honestly. Oh, will it ever, ever be?"
She walked up and down the parlor, disarranging the white draperies which lay about, feeling unutterable contempt for them and for her sister. Angry and miserable43, with every nerve quivering, she was at war with the whole world.
This feeling lasted even when, after some discussion, she gained her point and was on her way to call on Miss Balquidder. She went round and round the Square many times, trying to fix in her mind word for word what she meant to say; revealing no more of the family history than was absolutely necessary, and stating her business in the briefest, hardest, most matter-of-fact way—putting it as a transaction between employer and employed, in which there was no more favor asked or bestowed44 than could possibly be avoided. And as the sharp east wind blew across her at every corner, minute by minute she felt herself growing more fierce, and hard, and cold.
"This will never do. I shall be wicked by-and-by. I must go in and get it over."
Perhaps it was as well. Well for her, morally as physically45, that there should have been that sudden change from the blighting46 weather outside to the warm, well-lighted room where the good rich woman sat at her early and solitary tea.
Very solitary it looked—the little table in the centre of that large handsome parlor, with the one cup and saucer, the one easy-chair. And as Hilary entered she noticed, amidst all this comfort and luxury, the still, grave, almost sad expression which solitary people always get to wear.
But the next minute Miss Balquidder had turned round, and risen, smiling.
"Miss Leaf, how very kind of you to come and see me! Just the day before the wedding, too, when you must be so busy! Sit down and tell me all about it. But first, my dear, how wet your boots are! Let me take them off at once."
Which she did, sending for her own big slippers47, and putting them on the tiny feet with her own hands.
Hilary submitted—in truth she was too much surprised to resist.
Miss Balquidder had, like most folk, her opinions or "crotchets"—as they might be—and one of them was, to keep her business and friendly relations entirely48 distinct and apart. Whenever she went to Kensington or her other establishments she was always emphatically "the mistress"—a kindly49 and even motherly mistress, certainly, but still authoritative50, decided51. Moreover, it was her invariable rule to treat all her employees alike—"making no step-bairns" among them. Thus for some time it had happened that Hilary had been, and felt herself to be, just Miss Leaf, the book keeper, doing her duty to Miss Balquidder, her employer, and neither expecting nor attaining52 any closer relation.
But in her own house, or it might be from the sudden apparition53 of that young face at her lonely fireside, Miss Balquidder appeared quite different.
A small thing touches a heart that is sore with trouble. When the good woman rose up—after patting the little feet, and approving loudly of the woolen54 stockings—she saw that Hilary's whole face was quivering with the effort to keep back her tears.
There are some woman of whom one feels by instinct that they were, as Miss Balquidder had once jokingly said of herself, specially55 meant to be mothers. And though, in its strange providence56, Heaven often denies the maternity57, it can not and does not mean to shut up the well-spring of that maternal58 passion—truly a passion to such women as these, almost as strong as the passion of love—but lets the stream, which might otherwise have blessed one child or one family, flow out wide and far, blessing59 wherever it goes.
In a tone that somehow touched every fibre of Hilary's heart, Miss
Balquidder said, placing her on a low chair beside her own.
"My dear, you are in trouble. I saw it a week or two ago, but did not like to speak. Couldn't you say it out, and let me help you? You need not be afraid. I never tell any thing, and every body tells every thing to me."
That was true. Added to this said mother-liness of hers, Miss Balquidder, possessed60 that faculty61, which some people have in a remarkable62 degree, and some—very good people too—are totally deficient63 in, of attracting confidence. The secrets she had been trusted with, the romances she had been mixed up in, the Quixotic acts she had been called upon to perform during her long life, would have made a novel—or several novels—such as no novelist could dare to write, for the public would condemn64 them as impossible and unnatural65. But all this experience—though happily it could never be put into a book—had given to the woman herself a view of human nature at once so large, lenient66, and just, that she was the best person possible to hear the strange and pitiful story of young Ascott Leaf.
How it came out Hilary hardly knew; she seemed to have told very little, and yet Miss Balquidder guessed it all. It did not appear to surprise or shock her. She neither began to question nor preach; she only laid her hand, her large, motherly, protecting hand, on the bowed head, saying.
"How much you must have suffered, my poor bairn!"
The soft Scotch67 tone and word—the grave, quiet Scotch manner, implying more than it even expressed—was it wonderful if underlying68 as well as outside influences made Hilary completely give way?
Robert Lyon had had a mother, who died when he was seventeen, but of whom he kept the tenderest remembrance, often saying that of all the ladies he had met with in the world there was none equal to her—the strong, tender, womanly peasant woman—refined in mind and word and ways—though to the last day of her life she spoke broad Scotch, and did the work of her cottage with her own hands. It seems as if that mother—toward whom Hilary's fancy had clung, lovingly as a woman ought to cling, above all others, to the mother of the man she loves—were speaking to her now, comforting her and helping69 her—comfort and help that it would have been sweeter to receive from her than from any woman living.
A mere fancy; but in her state of long uncontrolled excitement it took such possession of her that Hilary fell on her knees and hid her face in Miss Balquidder's lap, sobbing70 aloud.
The other was a little surprised; it was not her Scotch way to yield to emotion before folk; but she was a wise woman she asked no questions, merely held the quivering hands and smoothed the throbbing71 head, till composure returned. Some people have a magical, mesmeric power of soothing72 and controlling; it was hers. When she took the poor face between her hands, and looked straight into the eyes, with, "There, you are better now," Hilary returned the gaze as steadily73, nay74, smilingly, and rose.
"Now, may I tell you my business?"
"Certainly, my dear. When one's friends are in trouble, the last thing one ought to do is to sit down beside them and moan. Did you come to ask my advice, or had you any definite plan of your own?"
"I had." And Hilary told it.
"A very good plan, and very generous in you to think of it. But I see two strong objections: first, whether it can be carried out; secondly75, whether it ought."
Hilary shrank, sensitively.
"Not on my account, my dear, but your own. I often see people making martyrs76 of themselves for some worthless character on whom the sacrifice is utterly wasted. I object to this, as I would object to throwing myself or my friend into a blazing house, unless I were morally certain there was a life to be saved. Is there in this case?"
"I think there is! I trust in Heaven there is!" said Hilary, earnestly.
There was both pleasure and pity expressed in Miss Balquidder's countenance77 as she replied, "Be it so: that is a matter on which no one can judge except yourself. But on the other matter you ask my advice, and I must give it. To maintain two ladies and pay a debt of eighty pounds out of one hundred a year is simply impossible."
"With Johanna's income and mine it will be a hundred and twenty pounds and some odd shillings a year."
"You accurate girl! But even with this it can not be done, unless you were to live in a manner so restricted in the commonest comforts that at your sister's age she would be sure to suffer. You must look on the question from all sides, my dear. You must be just to others as well as to that young man, who seems never to— But I will leave him unjudged."
They were both silent for a minute, and then Miss Balquidder said: "I feel certain there is but one rational way of accomplishing the thing if you are bent78 upon doing it, if your own judgment79 and conscience tell you it ought to be done. Is it so?"
"Yes," said Hilary, firmly.
The old Scotswoman took her hand with a warm pressure. "Very well. I don't blame you. I might have done the same myself. Now to my plan. Miss Leaf, have you known me long enough to confer on me the benediction—one of the few that we rich folk possess 'It is more blessed to give than to receive?' "
"I don't quite understand."
"Then allow me to explain. I happen to know this creditor of your nephew's. He being a tailor and outfitter, we have had dealings together in former times, and I know him to be a hard man, an unprincipled man, such a one as no young woman should have to do with, even in business relations. To be in his power, as you would be for some years if your scheme of gradual payment were carried out, is the last thing I should desire for you. Let me suggest another way. Take me for your creditor instead of him. Pay him at once, and I will write you a check for the amount."
The thing was put so delicately, in such an ordinary manner, as if it were a mere business arrangement, that at first Hilary hardly perceived all it implied. When she did—when she found that it was in plain terms a gift or loan of eighty pounds offered by a person almost a stranger, she was at first quite bewildered. Then (ah! let us not blame her if she carried to a morbid80 excess that noble independence which is the foundation of all true dignity in man or woman) she shrunk back into herself, overcome with annoyance and shame. At last she forced herself to say, though the words came out rather coldly.
"You are very good, and I am exceedingly obliged to you; but I never borrowed money in my life. It is quite impossible."
"Very well; I can understand your feelings. I beg your pardon," replied Miss Balquidder, also somewhat coldly.
They sat silent and awkward, and then the elderly lady took out a pencil and began to make calculations in her memorandum81 book.
"I am reckoning what is the largest sum per month that you could reasonably be expected to spare, and how you may make the most of what remains82. Are you aware that London lodgings83 are very expensive? I am thinking that if you were to exchange out of the Kensington shop into another I have at Richmond, I could offer you the first floor above it for much less rent than you pay Mrs. Jones; and you could have your sister living with you."
"Ah! that would make us both so much happier! How good you are!"
"You will see I only wish to help you to help yourself; not to put you under any obligation. Though I can not see any thing so very terrible in your being slightly indebted to an old woman, who has neither chick nor child, and is at perfect liberty to do what she likes with her own."
"Forgive me! But I have such a horror of borrowing money—you must know why after what I have told you of our family. You must surely understand—"
"I do fully30; but there are limits even to independence. A person who, for his own pleasure, is ready to take money from any body and every body, without the slightest prospect87 or intention of returning it, is quite different from a friend who in a case of emergency accepts help from another friend, being ready and willing to take every means of repayment88, as I knew you were, and meant you to be. I meant, as you suggested, to stop out of your salary so much per month, till I had my eighty pounds sate89 back again."
"But suppose you never had it back? I am young and strong; still I might fall ill—I might die, and you never be repaid."
"Yes, I should," said Miss Balquidder, with a serious smile. "You forget, my dear bairn, 'Inasmuch as ye have done it to one of these little ones, ye have done it unto ME.' 'He that giveth to the poor lendeth to the LORD.' I have lent Him a good deal at different times, and He has always paid me back with usury90."
There was something at once solemn and a little sad in the way the old lady spoke. Hilary forgot her own side of the subject; her pride, her humiliation91.
"But do you not think, Miss Balquidder, that one ought to work on, struggle on, to the last extremity92, before one accepts an obligation, most of all a money obligation?"
"I do, as a general principle. Yet money is not the greatest thing in this world, that a pecuniary93 debt should be the worst to bear. And sometimes one of the kindest acts you can do to a fellow-creature—one that touches and softens94 his heart, nay, perhaps wins it to you for life, is to accept a favor from him."
Hilary made no reply.
"I speak a little from experience. I have not had a very happy life myself; at least most people would say so if they knew it; but the Lord has made it up to me by giving me the means of bringing happiness, in money as well as other ways, to other people. Most of us have our favorite luxuries; this is mine. I like to do people good; I like, also—though maybe that is a mean weakness—to feel that I do it. If all whom I have been made instrumental in helping had said to me, as you have done, 'I will not be helped, I will not be made happy,' it would have been rather hard for me."
And a smile, half humorous, half sad, came over the hard-featured face, spiritualizing its whole expression.
Hilary wavered. She compared her own life, happy still, and hopeful, for all its cares, with that of this lonely woman, whose only blessing was her riches, except the generous heart which sanctified them, and made them such. Humbled95, nay, ashamed, she took and kissed the kindly hand which has succored96 so many, yet which, in the inscrutable mystery of Providence, had been left to go down to the grave alone; missing all that is personal, dear, and precious to a woman's heart, and getting instead only what Hilary now gave her—the half-sweet, half-bitter payment of gratitude97.
"Well, my bairn, what is to be done?"
"I will do whatever you think right," murmured Hilary.
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88 repayment | |
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89 sate | |
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92 extremity | |
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94 softens | |
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