Zyp had been with us a month, and surely never did changeling happen into a more congenial household.
Jason she still held at arm’s length, which, despite my admiration1 of my brother, I secretly congratulated my heart on, for—let me get over it at the outset—from first to last, I have never wavered in my passion of love for this wild, beautiful creature. The unexpectedness of her coming alone was a romance, the delight of which has never palled2 upon me with the deadening years. Therefore it was that I early made acquaintance with the demon4 of jealousy5, than whom none, in truth, is more irresistible6 in his unclean strength and hideousness7.
“I don’t like it, Renny,” she said, pressing up close to me. “It’s awful and it’s grand, but there are always faces at the windows when I look up at them.”
“Whose?” I said, with a laugh.
“I don’t know,” she said; “but think of the thousands of old monks9 and things whose home it was once and whose ghosts are shut up among the stones. There!” she cried, pointing.
I looked at the old leaded window she indicated, but could see nothing.
“His face is like stone and he’s beckoning,” she whispered. “Oh, come along, Renny”—and she dragged me out of the grassy10 yard and never stopped hurrying me on till we reached the meadows. Here her gayety returned to her, and she felt at home among the flowers at once.
Presently we wandered into a grassy covert11 against a hedge on the further side of which a road ran, and threw ourselves among the “sauce alone” and wild parsley that grew there. Zyp was in one of her softest moods and my young heart fluttered within me. She leaned over me as I sat and talked to me in a low voice, with her fair young brow gone into wrinkles of thoughtfulness.
“Renny, what’s love that they talk about?”
I laughed and no doubt blushed.
“I mean,” she said, “is it blue eyes and golden hair or brown eyes and brown hair? Don’t be silly, little boy, till you know what I mean.”
“Well, what do you mean, Zyp?”
“I want to know, that’s all. Renny, do you remember my asking to kiss and be friends that day we first met, and your refusing?”
“You may kiss me now, if you like,” and she let herself drop into my arms, as I sat there, and turned up her pretty cheek to my mouth.
My blood surged in my ears. I was half-frightened, but all with a delicious guilt13 upon me. I bent14 hastily and touched the soft pink curve with my trembling lips.
She lay quite still a moment, then sat up and gently drew away from me.
“No,” she said, “that isn’t it. Shall I ever know, I wonder?”
“Know what, Zyp?”
“Never mind, for I shan’t tell you. There, I didn’t mean to be rude,” and she stroked the sleeve of my jacket caressingly15.
By and by she said: “I wonder if you will suffer, Renny, poor boy? I would save you all if I could, for you’re the best of them, I believe.”
Her very words were so inexplicable16 to me that I could only sit and stare at her. I have construed17 them since, with a knife through my heart for every letter.
As we were sitting silent a little space, steps sounded down the road and voices with them. They were of two men, who stopped suddenly, as they came over against us, hidden behind the hedge, as if to clinch18 some argument, but we had already recognized the contrary tones of my father and Dr. Crackenthorpe.
“Now, harkee!” the doctor was saying; “that’s well and good, but I’m not to be baffled forever and a day, Mr. Ralph Trender. What does it all amount to? You’ve got something hidden up your sleeve and I want to know what it is.”
“That’s all, and enough.”
“Then, look up my sleeve, Dr. Crackenthorpe—if you can.”
“I don’t propose to look. I suggest that you just shake it, when no doubt the you-know-whats will come tumbling out.”
“And if I refuse?”
“There are laws, my friend, laws—iniquitous, if you like; but, for what they are, they don’t recognize the purse on the highway as the property of him that picks it up.”
“And how are you going to set these laws in motion?”
“We’ll insert the end of the wedge first—say in some public print, now. How would this look? We have it on good authority that Mr. Trender, our esteemed20 fellow-townsman, is the lucky discoverer of——”
“Be silent, you!” My father spoke fiercely; then added in a low tone: “D’ye wish all the world to know?”
“Not by any means,” said the other, quietly, “and they shan’t if you fall in with my mood.”
“If I only once had your head in the mill wheel,” groaned21 my father, with a curse. “Now, harken! I don’t put much value on your threat; but this I’ll allow that I court no interference with my manner of life. Take the concession23 for what it is worth. Come to me by and by and you shall have another.”
“A couple,” said the doctor.
“When shall I come?” said the doctor, ignoring the very equivocal benediction25.
“Come to-night—no, to-morrow,” said my father, and turning on his heel strode heavily off toward the town.
I clenched28 my teeth and fists and would have risen had not Zyp noiselessly prevented me. It was wormwood to me; the revelation that, for some secret cause, my father, the strong, irresistible and independent, was under the thumb of an alien. But the doctor walked off and I fell silent.
On our homeward way we came across Jason lying on his back under a tree, but he took no notice of us nor answered my call, and Zyp stamped her foot when I offered to delay and speak to him. Nevertheless I noticed that more than once she looked back, as long as he was in view, to see if he was moved to any curiosity as to our movements, which he never appeared to be in the least.
Great clouds had been gathering29 all the afternoon, and now the first swollen30 drops of an advancing thunderstorm spattered in the dust outside the yard. Inside it was as dark as pitch, and I had almost to grope my way along the familiar passages. Zyp ran away to her own den3.
Suddenly, with a leap of the blood, I saw that some faintly pallid31 object stood against the door of the room of silence as I neared it. It was only with an effort I could proceed, and then the thing detached itself and was resolved into the white face of my brother Modred.
“Is that you, Renny?” he said, in a loud, tremulous voice.
“Yes,” I answered, very shakily myself. “What in the name of mystery are you doing there?”
“I feel queer,” he said. “Let’s get to the light somewhere.”
We made our way to the back, opened the door leading on to the little platform and stood looking at the stringed rain. Modred’s face was ghastly and his eyes were awakened32 to an expression that I had never thought them capable of.
“You’ve been in there?” I said.
“Yes,” he whispered.
“More fool you. If you like to tempt33 the devil you should have the brass34 to outface him. Why, you’ve got it!” I cried, for he suddenly let fall from his trembling hand a little round glittering object, whose nature I could not determine in the stormy twilight35.
He had it in his clutch again in a moment, though I pounced36 for it, and then he backed through the open doorway37.
“What is it?” I cried.
“Water-parings,” said he, and clapped to the door in my face as I rushed at him, and I heard him scuttle39 upstairs. The latch40 caught me in the chest and knocked my breath out for a bit, so that I was unable to follow, and probably he ran and bolted himself into his bedroom. In any case, I had no mind for pursuit, my heart being busy with other affairs; and there I remained and thought them out. Presently, being well braced41 to the ordeal42, I went indoors and upstairs to the living room, where I was persuaded I should find my father. And there he sat, pretty hot with drink and with a comfortless, glowering43 devil in his eyes.
“Well!” he thundered, “what do you want?”
I managed to get out, with some firmness, “A word with you, dad,” though his eyes disquieted44 me.
“Make it one, then, and a quick one!”
“Zyp and I were sitting behind a hedge this afternoon when you and Dr. Crackenthorpe were at words on the other side.”
His eyes shriveled me, but the motion of his lips seemed to signify to me that I was to go on.
“Dad, if he has any hold over you, let me share the bother and help if I can.”
He had sat with his right hand on the neck of the bottle from which he had been drinking, and he now flung the latter at me, with a snarl45 like that of a mad dog. Fortunately for me, in the very act some flash of impulse unnerved him, so that the bottle spun46 up to the ceiling and crashed down again to the floor, from which the scattered47 liquor sent up a pungent48, sickening odor. Then he leaped to his feet and yelled at me. I could make nothing of his words, save that they clashed into one another in a torrent49 of furious invective50. But in the midst his voice stopped, with a vibrating snap; he put his hand to his forehead, which, I saw with horror, was suddenly streaked51 with purple, and down he sunk to the floor in a heap.
I was terribly frightened, and, running to him, endeavored in a frantic52 manner to pull him into a sitting posture53. I had half succeeded, when, lying propped54 up against the leg of the table, he gave a groan22 and bade me in a weak voice to let him be; and presently to my joy I saw the natural color come back to his face by slow degrees. By and by he was able to slide into the chair he had left, where he lay panting and exhausted55, but recovering.
“Renalt, my lad,” he said, in a dragging voice, “what was that you said just now? Let’s have it again.”
I hesitated, but he smiled at me and bade me not to fear. Thus encouraged, I repeated my statement.
“Ah,” he said; “and the girl—did she hear?”
“She couldn’t help it, dad. But she can’t have noticed much, for she never even referred to it afterward56.”
“Which looks bad, and so much for your profound knowledge of the sex.”
He looked at me keenly for some moments from under his matted eyebrows57; then muttered as if to himself:
“Here’s a growing lad, and loyal, I believe. What if I took him a yard into my confidence?”
“Oh, yes, dad,” I said, eagerly. “You can trust me, indeed you can. I only want to be of some use.”
He slightly shook his head, then seemed to wake up all of a sudden.
“There,” he said; “be off, like a good boy, and don’t worry me a second time. You meant well, and I’m not offended.”
“Yes, dad,” I said a little sadly, and was turning to go, when he spoke to me again:
“And if the girl should mention this matter—you know what—to you, say what I tell you now—that Dr. Crackenthorpe thinks your father can tell him where more coins are to be found like the one I gave him that night; but that your father can’t and is under no obligation to Dr. Crackenthorpe—none whatever.”
So I left him, puzzled, a little depressed58, but proud to be the recipient59 of even this crumb60 of confidence on the part of so reserved and terrible a man.
Still I could not but feel that there was something inconsistent in his words to me and those I had heard him address to the doctor. Without a doubt his utterances61 on the road had pointed62 to a certain recognition of the necessity of bribing63 the other to silence.
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