November had come, with early frosts that flattened1 the nasturtiums in the town gardens and stiffened2 belated bees on the Michaelmas daisies, that were the very taverns3 of nature to lure4 them from their decent homes.
“Be there ice in November that ’ill bear a duck,
There’ll be nothing after but sludge and muck.”
The bellying7 winds of December were to drive up such clouds of rain and storm that every gully in the meadows was to join its neighbor in one common conspiracy8 against the land, and every stream to overrun its banks, swollen9 with the pride of hearing itself called a flood.
I had been reading one bright morning to my father until he fell asleep, and was sitting on pensively10 with the book in my hand, when I became aware of a step mounting the stairs below and pausing at the sitting-room11 door. I rose softly at once, and, descending12, came plump upon Dr. Crackenthorpe, just as he was crossing the threshold to enter.
He was very sprucely dressed, for him, with a spray of ragged13 geranium in his button-hole; and this, no less than the mere14 fact of his presence in the house, filled me with a momentary15 surprise so great that I had not a word to say. Only I bowed him exceedingly politely into the parlor16 and civilly asked his business.
An expression of relief crossed his face, I thought, as though he had been in two minds as to whether I should take him by the collar and summarily eject him there and then.
“I haven’t seen your father about lately,” he jerked out, with some parody17 of a smile that, I concluded, was designated to propitiate18. “I called to inquire if the old gentleman was unwell.”
“Indeed? I am concerned. Nothing serious, I trust? My services, I need not say, are at the command of so valued an old friend.”
“He needs no services but mine. It is the debility of old age, I fear—nothing more.”
“Yet he is a comparatively young man. But it’s true that to mortgage one’s youth too heavily is to risk the premature20 foreclosing of old age.”
“I dare say. Was there any other object in your visit?”
“One other—frankly.”
He held out a damp hand to me. It shook rather.
“I’m tired of this duel21 of cross-purposes. Will you agree to cry an armistice—peace, if you like?”
I took him in from head to foot—a little to his discomfiture22, no doubt.
“Is this pure philanthropy, Dr. Crackenthorpe?” I said.
“Most pure and disinterested,” said he. “I claim, without offense23, the grievance24 as mine, and I am the first to come forward and cry. Let there be an end to it.”
“Not so fast. You start on a fundamental error. A grievance, as I take it, can only separate friends. There can be no question of such a misunderstanding between us, for we have always been enemies.”
“That’s your fancy,” cried he; “that’s your mistaken fancy! I’m not one to wear my heart on my sleeve. If I’ve always repressed show of my innate25 regard for you, you’re not to think it didn’t exist.”
“Why waste so many words? That’s a good form of regard, to act the bulldog to us, as you always did. It was a chastening sense of duty, I suppose, that induced you to leave me for years under an ugly stigma26 when you knew all the time that I was innocent. Is your valued friendship for the old man best expressed by blackmailing27 and robbing him on the strength of a fragment of circumstantial evidence?”
“I have made myself particeps criminis. Does that go for nothing? A little consideration was due to me there. A moiety28 of the treasure he was squandering29, I took advantage of my influence to secure in trust for his children. You shall have it all back again some day, and should show me profound gratitude30 in place of sinister31 disbelief.”
“As to that question of the suspicions you labored33 under—remember that any conclusion drawn34 from circumstances was hypothetical. I may have had a professional opinion as to the cause of death, and a secret one as to the means employed. That was conjecture35; but if you are fair, you will confess that, by running away to London, you did much to incriminate yourself in men’s minds.”
“I never looked upon it in that light.”
“I dare say not. Innocence36, from its nature, may very often stultify37 itself. I think you innocent now. Then I was not so certain. It was not, perhaps, till your father sought to silence me, that my suspicions were diverted into a darker channel.”
“You put a good case,” I said, amazed at the man’s plausibility38. “You might convince one who knew less of you.”
“You can prove nothing to my discredit39. This is all the growth of early prejudice. Think that at any moment I might have denounced him and left the proof of innocence on his shoulders.”
“And killed the goose with the golden eggs? I am not altogether childish, Dr. Crackenthorpe, or quite ignorant of the first principles of law. In England the burden of proof lies on the prosecution40. How would you have proceeded?”
“I should at least have eased my conscience of an intolerable load and escaped the discomforting reflection that I might be considered an accessory after the fact.”
“As indeed you are in the sight of heaven by your own showing, though I swear my father is as innocent of the crime as I am.”
“Anyhow, my position shows my disinterestedness,” he said.
“And you are growing frightened over it, it seems. Well, take whatever course pleases you. From our point of view, here, I feel quite easy as to results.”
“You misapprehend me. This visit is actuated by no motive42 but that of friendliness43. I wish to bury the hatchet44 and resume the pleasant relations that existed of old.”
“They were too one-sided. Besides, all the conditions changed upon my return.”
“And no one regretted it more than I. I have from the first been your true friend, as I have attempted to show. You have a valuable inheritance in my keeping. Indeed”—he gave a sort of high embarrassed titter—“it would be to your real advantage to hand the residue45 over to me before he has any further opportunity of dissipating it.”
I broke into a cackle of fierce laughter.
“So,” I cried, “the secret is out! I must compliment you on a most insatiable appetite. But, believe me, you have more chance of acquiring the roc’s egg than the handful!”
He looked at me long and gloomily. I could feel rather than hear him echo: “The handful.” But he made a great effort to resume his conciliatory tone when he spoke46 again.
“You jump to hot-headed conclusions. It was a simple idea of the moment, and as you choose to misinterpret it, let it be forgotten. The main point is, are we to be friends again?”
“And I repeat that we can’t resume what never existed. This posturing47 is stupid farce48 that had best end. Shall we make the question conditional49? That cameo, that you have come into possession of—we won’t hazard a supposition by what means—restore it, at least, to its rightful owner as an earnest of your single-mindedness. I, who am to inherit it in the end, give you full permission.”
“See then! What am I to believe?”
“Dr. Crackenthorpe,” I said, “you had best have spared yourself this errand. Why, what a poor scamp you must be to think to take me in with such a fusty trick. Make the most of what you’ve got. You’ll not have another stiver from us. Look elsewhere for a victim. Your evil mission in life is the hounding of the wretched. Mine, you know. Some clews are already in my hand, and, if there is one man in the world I should rejoice to drag down—you are he!”
He walked to the door, and, turning, stamped his foot furiously down on the boards.
“You bitter dolt53!” he roared, with a withering54 sneer55. “Understand that the chance I gave you is withdrawn56 forever. There are means—there are means; and I——”
I stood looking after him, all blazing with anger. No least fear of the evil creature was in me, but only a blank fierce astonishment58 that he should thus have dared to brave me on my own ground. What cupidity was that, indeed, that could not only think to gloss59 over long years of merciless torment60 by a few false suave61 words, but could actually hope to find the profit of his condescension62 in a post-prandial gorging63 of the fragments his inordinate64 gluttony of avarice65 had passed over!
However, putting all thought of him from me, I returned to my father.
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