Sir Peter was actively1 at war with all the women-folk in the household, from his lady down, except little Daphne. He assumed to conduct everything in a large town house in Berkeley Square exactly as if he were on the Ajax, seventy-four. He desired to have the lazy London servants called promptly2 at two bells, five o’clock in the morning, and to put them to holystoning, squilgeeing, and swabbing off the decks, as he called it. Of course the servants rebelled, and Sir Peter denounced them as mutineers, and would have dearly liked to put [Pg 82]them all in double irons. He divided the scullions and chambermaids into watches, and when they laughed in his face, threatened them with the articles of war. He wished everything in the house stowed away in the least compass possible, and when Lady Hawkshaw had her routs4, Sir Peter, watch in hand, superintended the removal of the furniture from the reception-rooms, which he called clearing for action, and discharged any servant who was not smart at his duty. He had a room, which he called his study, fitted up with all the odds5 and ends he had collected during forty years in the navy, and here he held what might be called drumhead courts-martial, and disrated the domestic staff, fined them, swore at them, and bitterly regretted that the land law did not admit of any proper discipline whatever.
It may be imagined what a scene of discord6 this created, although Sir Peter was of so kind and generous a nature that the servants took more from him than from most masters, and, indeed, rather diverted themselves with his fines and punishments, and, when dismissed, declined to leave his service, much to his wrath7 and [Pg 83]chagrin. The acme8 was reached when he attempted to put the cook in the brig, as he called a dank cellar which he determined9 to utilize10 for mutineers, as on board ship. The cook, a huge creature three times as big as Sir Peter, boarded him in his own particular den3, and, brandishing11 a rolling-pin that was quite as dangerous as a cutlass, announced that she would no longer submit to be governed by the articles of war, as administered by Sir Peter. She was sustained by a vociferous12 chorus of housemaids and kitchen girls who flocked behind her, the men rather choosing to remain in the background and grinning. Sad to say, Admiral Sir Peter Hawkshaw, C.B., was conquered by the virago13 with the rolling-pin, and was forced to surrender to the mutineers, which he did with a very bad grace. At that juncture14 Lady Hawkshaw hove in sight, and, bearing down upon the company from below stairs, dispersed15 them all with one wave of her hand. Sir Peter complained bitterly, and Lady Hawkshaw promised to bring them to summary punishment. But she warned Sir Peter that his methods were becoming as intolerable to her as to the rest of the family, and [Pg 84]Sir Peter, after a round or two for the honor of his flag, hauled down his colors. This became especially necessary, as his retirement16 was at hand, consequent more upon an obstinate17 rheumatism18 that fixed19 itself upon him than his age. There was doubt whether he would get the K.C.B., which he certainly well deserved, on his retirement; there was some sort of hitch20 about it, although, after the capture of the two French ships, he had been promoted to the office of admiral. Lady Hawkshaw, however, went down to the Admiralty in a coach with six horses and three footmen and four outriders, and, marching in upon the First Lord, opened fire on him, with the result that Sir Peter was gazetted K.C.B. the very next week.
Little Daphne, who had always submitted to Sir Peter’s whims21, did so more than ever after he had been vanquished22 by the cook; and Sir Peter swore, twenty times a week, that Daphne had the stuff in her to make a sea-officer of the first order.
My infatuation for Lady Arabella continued: but I can not say she ever showed me the least mark of favor. But that she did to no one except[Pg 85] Overton, and I soon knew what everybody in the town knew, that she was desperately23 smitten24 with him, and would have bestowed25 herself and her fortune upon him at any moment, if he would but accept it. As for Giles Vernon, she showed him what no other woman ever did,—a coolness at first, that deepened into something like active hatred27. She knew he stood between Overton and the heirship28 to the Vernon estates, and that was enough to make her dislike him. She often remarked upon his want of good looks, and she was the only woman I ever knew to do it. Yet Giles was undeniably hard-featured, and, except a good figure, had nothing in his person to recommend him. I had thought that pride would have kept Giles from paying court to a person so inimical to him; but pride was the excuse he gave for still pursuing her. He declared he had never, no, never, been flouted29 by a woman, and that Lady Arabella should yet come at his call. This I believed at the time to be mere30 bravado31. He was enchanted32 by her, that was the truth, and could no more leave her than the moth33 can leave the candle.
I saw much of Daphne in those days, chiefly [Pg 86]because I could see so little of Lady Arabella, who led a life of singular independence, little restrained by the authority of Lady Hawkshaw, and none at all by Sir Peter. Daphne was fond of books, and commonly went about with one under her arm. I, too, was inclined to be bookish; and so there was something in common between us. She was keener of wit than any one in that house; and I soon learned to take delight in her conversation, in Lady Arabella’s absence. My love for the Lady Arabella was, I admit, the fond fancy of a boy; while Giles Vernon’s was the mad infatuation of a man.
Giles was much with us at that time; and I acknowledge I had great benefit from the spending of his prize-money—or rather, I should say, much enjoyment34. He laid it out right royally, asked the price of nothing, and, for the time he was in London, footed it with the best of them. His lineage and his heirship to Sir Thomas Vernon gave him entrance anywhere; and his wit and courage made his place secure. Shortly after we arrived, Sir Thomas Vernon also arrived at his house in Grosvenor Square. We were bound to meet him, for Giles [Pg 87]went much into gay society, as I did, in the train of Lady Hawkshaw. The first time this occurred was at a drum at her Grace of Auchester’s, where all of London was assembled. Even Overton, who was rarely seen in drawing-rooms, was there. Giles, of course, was there; her Grace had fallen in love with him, as women usually did, the first time she met him.
It was a great house for play; and when we arrived, we found the whole suite35 of splendid apartments on the lower floor prepared for cards.
There was the usual crush and clamor of a fine London party; and I, being young and unsophisticated, enjoyed it, as did Daphne. Names were bawled36 out at the head of the stairs, but could not be distinguished37 over the roar of voices. I happened to be near the door, with Giles, Lady Arabella being near by, when I heard the name of Sir Thomas Vernon shouted out, as he entered.
He was a man of middle size, and was between forty and fifty years of age. He might once have been handsome; but the ravages38 of an evil nature and a broken constitution were [Pg 88]plainly visible in his countenance39. I observed that, as he stood, glancing about him before making his devoirs to the Duchess of Auchester, no one spoke40 to him, or seemed disposed to recognize him. This only brought a sardonic41 grin to his countenance. He advanced, and was civilly, though not cordially, received by her Grace. At that moment, Giles approached, and spoke to her, and the change in the great lady’s manner showed the favor in which she held him. Sir Thomas scowled42 upon Giles, but bowed slightly; and Giles returned the look by a steady glance, and this stinging remark:
“Good evening, Sir Thomas. You look very ill. Is your health as desperate as I heard it was two years ago?”
A titter went around at this, and Giles moved off, smiling. Sir Thomas was unpopular, there could be no doubt about that.
Presently Sir Thomas caught sight of Lady Arabella, and, as usual, he was instantly struck by her exquisite43 beauty. He succeeded in being presented to her, and I noted44 that she received him with affability.
About midnight the company broke up, and [Pg 89]our party made a move to go, but Lady Arabella announced that she had been invited by her Grace of Auchester to stay the night, and she wished to do so. Neither Sir Peter nor Lady Hawkshaw perfectly45 approved; but Lady Arabella carried her point, with the assistance of the duchess. At the last moment, her Grace—a fine woman—approached me, and said confidentially,—
“Mr. Wynne,—Glyn, I mean,—will you not remain, and share a game with a choice collection of players?”
I was flattered at being asked; and besides, I wanted to see how these great London ladies acted at such play, so I accepted. But it was another thing to get away from Lady Hawkshaw. However, I managed to elude46 her, by giving a shilling to a footman, who shoved me into a little closet, and then went and told Lady Hawkshaw I had gone home in a coach with a gentleman who had been taken ill, and had left word for them to go without me. This pacified47 her, and she and Sir Peter and Daphne went away with the crowd. There were left about twenty persons, who, after a little supper, [Pg 90]and general expressions of relief at the departure of the other guests, sat down to play, at one in the morning. There was a cabinet minister, also a political parson, two peers of the realm, several officers of the Guards, Giles Vernon, and your humble48 servant. The ladies were mostly old,—Lady Arabella was the youngest of them all,—but all very great in rank.
I had wanted to see London ladies play—and I saw them. Jack49, with his greasy50 cards, in the forecastle, laying his month’s wages, was a child to them. And how they watched one another, and quarreled and fought!
No one among them played so eagerly as Lady Arabella; and very badly, as usual, so that she managed to lose all her money. She was ever a bad player, with all her passion for play. Her last guinea went; and then, determined not to be balked51, she rose and said, laughing,—
“I have on a new white satin petticoat, with lace that cost three guineas the yard. It is very fit for waistcoats. No gentleman will be so ungallant as to refuse my petticoat as a stake.”
Of course, they all applauded; and Lady [Pg 91]Arabella, retiring behind a screen, emerged with her satin petticoat—how it shone and shimmered52!—in her hand. And in five minutes, she had lost it to Giles Vernon!
There was much laughter, but Giles, gravely folding it up, laid it aside; and when we departed, in the gray light of dawn, he carried it off under his arm.
As for me, I had lost all the money I had with me, and had given my I O U for three hundred pounds.
Next day Lady Arabella was dropped in Berkeley Square by her Grace of Auchester. It was in the afternoon, and I was sitting in the Chinese room with Lady Hawkshaw and Daphne when Lady Arabella appeared.
“Well, Dicky,” she said,—a very offensive mode of addressing me,—“how do you stand your losses at play?” And, as I am a sinner, she plumped out the whole story of my play to Lady Hawkshaw and Daphne. As an officer and a gentleman, I scorned to retaliate53 by telling of the white satin petticoat. But vengeance54 was at hand. Just as she had finished, when Lady Hawkshaw was swelling55 with rage, like a [Pg 92]toad, before opening her main batteries on me, and Daphne’s fair eyes were full of contempt for me, we heard a commotion56 outside. None of us could keep from going to the window, and the sight we saw threw Lady Arabella into a perfect tempest of angry tears.
A fife and drum were advancing up the street, playing with great vigor57 the old tune26 known as “Petticoats Loose.” Behind them marched, with the deepest gravity, a couple of marines, bearing aloft on their muskets58 a glittering shimmering59 thing that fluttered whitely in the air. It was Lady Arabella’s satin petticoat; and, halting before the door, the drum, with a great flourish, pounded the knocker. On the porter’s responding, the two marines handed the petticoat in with ceremony to him, directing him to convey it to the Lady Arabella Stormont, with the compliments of Lieutenant60 Giles Vernon of his Majesty’s service. This the man did, and was almost torn to pieces by her for doing so, though in what way he had offended, I know not to this day. It was a trifling61 thing, and made laughter for us all (including Lady Hawkshaw), except Arabella. She seemed to [Pg 93]hate Giles with a more virulent62 hatred after that, and tried very hard to induce Lady Hawkshaw to forbid him the house, which, however, Lady Hawkshaw refused to do.
Neither Giles nor I had by any means forgotten our appointment to meet Captain Overton on the field of honor; and as the time approached for the meeting, Giles sent a very civil note to Overton, asking him to name a gentleman who would see me to arrange the preliminaries, for I would never have forgiven Giles had he chosen any one else. Overton responded, naming our old first lieutenant, Mr. Buxton, who happened to be in London then, and was an acquaintance of his. I believe Overton’s object in asking Mr. Buxton to act for him was the hope that the affair might be arranged; for from what I had heard of the deeply religious turn Overton had taken, I concluded the meeting was somewhat against his conscience. But the indignity63 of a blow in the face to an officer could not be easily wiped out without an exchange of shots. My principal was much disgusted when Mr. Buxton was named.
“I know how it will be, Dicky,” he growled64. [Pg 94]“You will sit like a great gaby, with your mouth open, imagining the tavern65 parlor66 to be the cockpit of the Ajax. Mr. Buxton will talk to you in his quarter-deck voice, and you will be so frightened that you will agree to use bird-shot at forty paces, provided Mr. Buxton proposes it.”
This I indignantly denied, and swore I would meet Mr. Buxton as man to man. Nevertheless, when we were sitting at the table in Mr. Buxton’s lodgings67, I did very much as Giles had predicted. I forgot several things that I had wished to say, and said several things I wished I had forgotten. Mr. Buxton did not let me forget, however, that he had been my first lieutenant, and I was but a midshipman. He called my principal a hot-headed jackanapes before my very face, adding angrily,—
“But for him I should have been first on the Indomptable’s deck.” To all this I made but a feeble protest; and finally it was arranged that the meeting should take place at a spot very near Richmond, at eight o’clock, on the morning of June the twenty-ninth.
When the date was set, and the arrangements [Pg 95]made, I began to feel very much frightened. Not so Giles. There was to be a great ball at Almack’s on the night of the twenty-eighth and Giles announced that he was going. It was a very special occasion for him, because the Trenchard, whom he still called the divine Sylvia, and professed68 to admire as much as ever, was to go that night. She was then the rage, and had a carriage, diamonds, and a fine establishment, yet I believe her conduct to have been irreproachable69. She had long been consumed with a desire to go to Almack’s, but up to that time no actress had ever yet enjoyed the privilege. It seemed grotesque70 enough that a young midshipman, of no more consequence than Giles Vernon, should succeed in carrying this through. But such was actually the case; and Giles accomplished71 it by that singular power he possessed72, by which no woman could say him nay73. He worked with much art upon those great ladies, her Grace of Auchester and Lady Conyngham, and got them pledged to it. Of course, the most violent opposition74 was developed; but Giles, who had a perfect knowledge of the feminine heart, managed to inspire [Pg 96]these two ladies with the wish to exercise their sovereignty over Almack’s, by doing what was never done before. Having led them into the fight, they had no thought of running away; and the result was innumerable heartburnings and jealousies75, and meanwhile a card for Mrs. Trenchard.
The noise of the controversy76 was heard all over town, and it was discussed in Berkeley Square as elsewhere. Lady Hawkshaw was no longer a subscriber77 to Almack’s. Not being able to rule it, she had retired78, the assembly rooms not being large enough to hold herself and a certain other lady.
Giles had told me that on the evening of the ball he and other gentlemen interested in the victory for Mrs. Trenchard would escort her to the ball. So at eight o’clock I proceeded to the lady’s house in Jermyn Street, and saw her set forth79 in state in her chair. She was blazing with diamonds, and looked like a stage duchess. A long company of gentlemen with their swords attended her, and Giles and my Lord Winstanley led the procession. Mrs. Trenchard was the best imitation of a lady I ever saw, as she sat [Pg 97]in her chair, smiling and fanning herself, with the linkboys gaping80 and grinning at her; and the gentlemen especially, such as had had a little more wine than usual, shouting, “Way for Mrs. Trenchard! Make way there!”
Yet it seemed to me as if she were only an imitation, after all, and that Lady Hawkshaw, with her turban and her outlandish French, had much more the genuine air of a great lady. Mrs. Trenchard would go to Almack’s on any terms, but Lady Hawkshaw would not go, except she ruled the roost, and fought gallantly81 with the duchesses and countesses, only retiring from the field because she was one against many.
I followed the merry procession until we got to King Street, St. James’s, where the coaches were four deep, and footmen, in regiments82, blockaded the street. Giles and Lord Winstanley were to take Mrs. Trenchard in, and very grand the party looked as they entered. By that time, though, I was very miserable83. I remembered that at the same time the next night, I might not have my friend. I hung around among the footmen and idlers, watching the lights and listening to the crash of the music, [Pg 98]quite unconscious of the flight of time, and was astonished when the ball was over and the people began pouring out. Then, afraid to be caught by Giles, I ran home as fast as my legs could carry me.
When I reached Berkeley Square, it was altogether dark, and I realized that I was locked out.
I looked all over the front of the house, and my heart sank. There was a blind alley84 at one side, and I remembered that in it opened the window of Sir Peter’s study, as he called it, although, as I have said, it was more like the cubby-hole of the Ajax than any other place I can call to mind. The window was at least twenty feet from the ground, but a waterspout ran up the wall beside it, and to a midshipman, used to going out on the topsail-yard, it was a trifle to get up to the window. I climbed up, softly tried the window, and to my joy found it open. In another minute I was standing85 inside the room. I had my flint and steel in my pocket, and I groped about until I found a candle, which I lighted.
I had often been in the room before, but its [Pg 99]grotesque appearance struck me afresh, and I could not forbear laughing, although I was in no laughing mood. There was a regular ship’s transom running around the wall. The whole room was full of the useless odds and ends that accumulate on board a ship, all arranged with the greatest neatness and economy of space, and there was not one single object in the room which could possibly be of the slightest use on shore.
I looked around to see how I could make myself comfortable for the night, and, opening a locker86 in the wall, I found a collection of old boat-cloaks of Sir Peter’s, in every stage of dilapidation87, but all laid away with the greatest care. Taking one for my pillow and two more for my coverlet, I lay down on the transom and, blowing out the candle, was soon in a sound sleep.
I was awakened88 at five o’clock in the morning by the chiming of a neighboring church bell, and at the same moment, I saw the door to the room noiselessly open, and Lady Arabella Stormont enter, carrying a candle which she shaded with her hand. I involuntarily covered[Pg 100] my head up, thinking she had probably come in search of something, and would be alarmed if a man suddenly jumped from the pile of boat-cloaks. But she went to a glass door which led out upon a balcony, with stairs into the garden, and unlocked the door. I had completely forgotten about these stairs, not being familiar with the room, when I climbed up and got in through the window.
Presently I heard a step upon the stairs, and before the person who was coming had time to knock, Lady Arabella opened the door. The rosy89 dawn of a clear June morning made it light outside, but inside the room it was quite dark, except for the candle carried by Lady Arabella.
A man entered, and as soon as he was in the room, she noiselessly locked the door, and, unseen by him, put the key in her pocket.
As he turned, and the candlelight fell upon his face, I saw it was Philip Overton. Amazement90 was pictured in his face, and in his voice, too, when he spoke.
“I was sent for in haste, by Sir Peter, just now,” he said, with some confusion.
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At which Lady Arabella laughed, as if it were a very good joke that he should find her instead of Sir Peter. Meanwhile, my own chaos91 of mind prevented me from understanding fully92 what they were saying; but I gathered that Lady Arabella had devised some trick, in which she had freely used Sir Peter Hawkshaw’s name to get Overton there in that manner and in that room. Sir Peter was such a very odd fish that no one was surprised at what he did. It was no use striving not to listen,—they were not five feet from me,—and I lay there in terror, realizing that I was in a very dangerous position. I soon discovered that Overton’s reputation for lately-acquired Methodistical piety93 had not done away with a very hot temper. He was enraged94, as only a man can be who is entrapped95, and demanded at once of Lady Arabella to be let out of the glass door, when he found it locked. She refused to tell him where the key was, and he threatened to break the glass and escape that way.
“Do it then, if you wish,” she cried, “and rouse the house and the neighborhood, and ruin me if you will. But before you do it, read this, [Pg 102]and then know what Arabella Stormont can do for the man she loves!”
She thrust a letter into his hand, and, slipping out of the door to the corridor, as swiftly and silently as a swallow in its flight, she locked it after her; Overton was a prisoner in Sir Peter’s room. He tore the letter open, read the few lines it contained, and then threw it down with an oath. The next minute he caught sight of me; in my surprise I had forgotten all my precautions, and had half arisen.
“You hound!” he said. “Are you in this infernal plot?” And he kicked the boat-cloaks off me.
“I am not,” said I coolly, recalled to myself by the term he had used toward me; “and neither am I a hound. You will kindly96 remember to account to me for that expression, Captain Overton.”
“Read that,” he cried, throwing Lady Arabella’s letter toward me. I think he meant not to do a dishonorable thing in giving me the letter to read, but it was an act of involuntary rage.
It read thus:—
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“I know that you were to fight Mr. Vernon at eight o’clock this morning, therefore I beguiled97 you here; for your life is dearer to me than anything in heaven and earth; and I will not let you out until that very hour, when it will be too late for you to get to Twickenham. You will not dare to raise a commotion in the house at this hour, which would ruin us both. But by the jeopardy98 in which I placed myself this night, you will know how true is the love of
“Arabella Stormont.”
I confess that the reading of this letter made me a partizan of Overton; for surely no more unhandsome trick was ever played upon a gentleman.
There was nothing for it but to sit down and wait for eight o’clock. Sir Peter’s family were late risers, and there was little danger of detection at that hour. So we sat, and gazed at each other, mute before the mystery of the good and evil in a woman’s love. I confess the experience was new to me.
“You will bear me witness, Mr. Glyn,” said Overton, “that I am detained here against my will; but I think it a piece of good fortune that you are detained with me.”
“I will bear witness to nothing, sir,” I replied,[Pg 104] “until you have given me satisfaction for calling me a hound, just now.”
“Dear sir, pray forget that hasty expression. In my rage and amazement, just now, I would have called the commander-in-chief of the forces a hound. Pray accept every apology that a gentleman can make. I was quite beside myself, as you must have seen.”
I saw that he was very anxious to conciliate me; for upon my testimony99 alone would rest the question of whether he voluntarily or involuntarily failed to appear at the meeting arranged for eight o’clock.
I also perceived the strength of my position, and a dazzling idea presented itself to my mind.
“I will agree,” said I, “to testify to everything in your favor, if you will but promise me not to—not to—” I hesitated, ashamed to express my womanish fears for Giles Vernon’s life; but he seemed to read my thoughts.
“Do you mean, not to do Mr. Vernon any harm in the meeting which will, of course, take place, the instant it can be arranged? That I promise you; for I never had any personal animosity toward Mr. Vernon. His blow, like my [Pg 105]words just now, was the outburst of passion, and not a deliberate insult.”
I was overjoyed at this; and as I sat, grinning in my delight, I must have been in strong contrast to Overton, in the very blackness of rage.
The minutes dragged slowly on, and we heard the clock strike six and seven. The dim light of a foggy morning stole in at the windows. Not a soul was stirring in the house; but on the stroke of eight, a light step fluttered near the outer door. It was softly unlocked, and Lady Arabella entered, carefully locking the door on the inside, after her, this time. In the ghostly half-light, Overton rose, and saluted100 her with much ceremony.
“Lady Arabella Stormont,” he said, “you have delayed the meeting between Mr. Vernon and myself just twenty-four hours. To do it, you have put my honor in jeopardy, and that I shall not soon forget. I beg you to open the glass door, and allow me to bid you farewell.”
She stopped, as if paralyzed for a moment, when I, knowing the key to be in her pocket, deftly101 fished it out, and opened the door, and [Pg 106]Overton walked out. She could not stop me,—I was too quick for her,—but she ran after me, and fetched me a box on the ear, which did more than sting my cheek and my pride. It killed, in one single instant of time, the boyish love I had had for her, ever since the first hour I had seen her. I own I was afraid to retaliate as a gentleman should, by kissing her violently; but dashing on, I sped down the steps outside, after Overton, not caring to remain alone with the Lady Arabella. I saw her no more that day, nor until the afternoon of the next day.
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