NIGHT and the rain departed together. The wind had swept the sky clear, not even a white feather curled there; it was blue—blue as English skies seldom are. Lady Betty, opening her own window shutter1, looked up and smiled, and then looked down into the courtyard of the inn. The waters were subsiding2, and the uneven3 flagging showed muddy, wet and glistening4 in the sunlight. To the left lay the stables, where she could occasionally hear a horse neigh or stamp an impatient foot. To the right the court was railed off by an old balustrade of gray stone, mossy and green with age and opening in the centre with two vases on either side filled with geraniums and mignonette. Between these, steps descended5 into an old garden, laid out in quaint6 flower-beds, surrounded with rows of box that hedged in the winding7 gravel8 paths and grew high as a man’s head. It was September,[Pg 53] but many flowers bloomed there besides the roses; though it was but poorly tended at this late season, it was still a spot of beauty for the guests of the tavern9 to look upon, and there was a restful air about it, a fragrance10 and quaintness11, with the early sunshine on it. It was so early, indeed, that the garden was deserted12, and only the stable-boys were stirring and the servants running to and fro across the court engaged in preparations for breakfast. Here and there was a red-coated hostler, and one of these was leading a black horse up and down. The horse had just been unsaddled and was heated from hard riding. There was mud on his flanks, too, which was natural enough after the storm, and there were flecks13 of foam14 upon his breast. Lady Betty looked at him long and pensively15, noting that the bridle16 was not of English make; the man, too, who had him, was a stranger, for the other hostlers did not speak to him, and his broad, humorous face and twinkling black eyes were quite un-English. He was a short man, with bowed legs and a bulky frame, plainly dressed as the plainest groom17 of a gentleman could be, and yet these two, the horse and man, held Lady Betty’s attention long—so long, indeed, that she did not notice the soft opening of a[Pg 54] door, or the soft tread on the floor behind her, and started to find Melissa Thurle at her elbow.
The woman had a smooth face and pale eyes that squinted18 like those of a near-sighted person, though she was not short-sighted. She moved, too, as softly as a cat, and her manners were always apologetic, humbly19 ingratiating; she cringed a little now under Lady Betty’s eye.
“Where is Alice?” Lady Clancarty demanded sharply.
“Her ladyship, your mother, sent for her,” Melissa said gently; “her tirewoman is ill to-day, and Lady Sunderland sent to your rooms for one.”
“Why did Alice go?” asked Lady Betty imperiously. “You know you cannot do my hair; besides, you would suit my mother exactly. Why did you stay here?”
Lady Betty’s brows went up. “Strange,” she remarked; “we all know that she will not be up until eleven,—why Alice now? I cannot do without Alice.”
“I will do my best, my lady,” Melissa said, with a deprecating purr; “if you will but choose[Pg 55] your costume for the races I can surely arrange everything for you quite as well as Alice, and indeed your ladyship needs no very skilful21 tirewoman; where there is so much beauty there is no need for much skill.”
Betty eyed the woman with a distinct feeling of repugnance22 and yet thought herself unjust.
“Go fetch me a dish of tea,” she said languidly, “and I will think about to-day. Dear me, what a bore it is to wear clothes; if only one had feathers!”
Melissa stared but went to fetch the tea, a luxury much affected23 by the rich, for tea-drinking came into fashion at the East India houses in the time of Charles the Second.
Lady Betty did not wish the tea; however, she wanted to be rid of Melissa, and she went back to the window and looked out eagerly. The black horse and groom were both gone, and she turned away disappointed.
Two hours later, Alice being still with Lady Sunderland, Melissa Thurle dressed Lady Clancarty for the gala day at the Newmarket races. And a wonderful work it was to dress a belle24 in those days of brocaded farthingales and long, narrow-waisted bodices, and heads covered with many waves and puffs25 and ringlets. It was not then the fashion to powder the hair,[Pg 56] and Lady Betty’s beautiful glossy26 black tresses curled naturally, so that Melissa’s task was not the most difficult. The mass of soft, wavy27 hair was knotted low on the back of the head and escaped in curls about the brow and cheeks and fell upon the neck, while one or two black patches on brow and cheek were supposed to enhance the whiteness of the complexion28. Melissa was skilful enough, in spite of her mistress’ prejudices, and her deft29 fingers arranged the curls, letting some escape in coquettish waves and ringlets and binding30 others back into the loose knot, which still allowed them to ripple31 in a lovely confusion.
Lady Betty sat, meanwhile, before a dressing-table, furnished with a small oval glass in which she could not only watch Melissa, but could observe, also, every curve and dimple of her own charming face. Whether its reflection really satisfied her, or she had other and more fruitful sources of content, can only be conjectured32, but certain it is that she smiled a little and bore the tirewoman’s deft touches with apparent complacence. Melissa, encouraged by her expression, began to talk to her in a soft purring fashion as she worked.
“The house is full, my lady,” she said, “’tis all agog33 below stairs now, and ’tis said[Pg 57] there are two dukes, an earl, and five baronets under this roof, besides the countess and your ladyship.”
“Dear me,” said Lady Betty, “who are all these great people, and when did they come?”
“The Duke of Bedford has been here two days, my lady,” replied the newscarrier, “and the Duke of Ormond came yesterday; Mr. Godolphin, too, and Lord Wharton,—the others?—I know not when they came.”
“Who came this morning?” asked her mistress carelessly, at the same moment turning her head to admire a new knot that Melissa had made of her hair.
The tirewoman stopped, comb in hand, and admired too, her narrow eyes more narrow than usual.
“This morning?” she repeated thoughtfully, “I cannot think,—oh, yes, one of the housemaids told me that a stranger came late, on a black horse that he had ridden hard.”
Lady Clancarty listened attentively34, forgetting to appear indifferent, and unconscious of the peculiar35 vigilance of Melissa’s pale eyes.
“The horse was in the yard this morning and showed hard riding,” she said thoughtfully. “Who was the stranger, Melissa?”
[Pg 58]“’Tis said he is a horse jockey from London,” purred the tirewoman.
Her mistress darted36 a searching look at her but read nothing in that smooth face that was by nature as placid37 as a platter.
“Bring me my pale blue paduasoy petticoat, Thurle,” Lady Betty said, sharply imperious, “and my white and silver brocaded gown, and the mantle38 of silver lace, and my hat with the white plumes39. Do you not know how to fasten a petticoat?—there—so!—and, stupid, my white silk stockings with the blue clocks, and the French slippers40 with blue enamel41 buckles,” and she made the woman fetch garment after garment with alacrity42, and the glow in her cheeks would have warned even a less observant person than Melissa that Lady Clancarty was out of temper.
But the woman’s smooth manner remained unruffled, and not even angry words made her fingers quiver. She arrayed Lady Clancarty from head to foot, deftly44 and swiftly, and when the task was completed, and the beauty looked at her own reflection, a smile was forced to play about her lips, for never had a mirror reflected a vision more charming. Lady Betty, with her rich coloring, her full white throat, her perfect form, clad in a marvellous gown of[Pg 59] white and silver, ruffled43 and ruffled with lace, and looped up at one side a little to show the blue petticoat; open, too, to show a neck as white as snow,—and arms to match were half revealed by the elbow sleeves, while her hat cast a shadow on those sparkling eyes. She gave the vision a look and then turned and motioned Melissa away.
“You have done very well, Thurle,” she said calmly, “and now you may go—ah, here is Alice!” and she relented at the sight of her favorite attendant.
Melissa, meanwhile, humble45 as usual, courtesied and withdrew, but not without casting a lingering look behind her.
When the door closed, Lady Betty gave her gown a few touches, turning around before the mirror again.
“Will I do, Alice?” she asked.
Lady Betty turned suddenly and laid her hand on the girl’s shoulder.
“Hast said thy catechism, Alice?” she asked.
The handmaid looked up at her blankly, her slower mind struggling to understand.
[Pg 60]“What, my lady?”
“Your catechism, goosie,” repeated Lady Clancarty laughing; “did not my mother question you close of me?”
“And what answer did you give?” asked her mistress smiling.
“Truthful answers, dear Lady Betty,” Alice replied earnestly, apparently48 much troubled, “save when I answered not at all.”
“You did not answer!” exclaimed her mistress, in surprise, “and wherefore?”
“Because she asked me what you said to me of—of my Lord Clancarty,” stammered49 Alice, “and, madam, that I will not tell!”
Betty laughed and blushed, and suddenly she kissed the girl.
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