Jeffray slept till after the sun was up, and was awakened1 by Bess tapping at his door. She came in blushing, looking very coy and winsome2, with a bowl of hot milk on a pewter dish, milk that her own brown hands had drawn3 from the cow that morning. It was quite an uncommon4 mood in Bess, this shy and half stately air of aloofness5, with its smooth tones and its half-abashed tenderness in the eyes. She gave Jeffray a very quiet good-morning, asked how he had slept, blushing still as she remembered their parting on the preceding night.
To Richard, he knew not why, there was a peculiar6 fascination7 in the girl’s presence, in the very nearness of her body to his. Their hands had touched as she held out the bowl of milk to him, and the silky coldness of her skin had discharged a species of subtle magnetism8 at the contact. He looked up into her face, saw the subdued9 light of the room intensify10 the richness of her coloring and enhance the lustrous11 shadows in her eyes. In truth, Bess’s eyes and Mr. Richard’s were always meeting that morning, so that one or the other would redden and look away. Jeffray, where he lay, could watch the girl through the open door as she glided12 to and fro in the kitchen. How tall and strong she was, how full of the delicious ardor13 of life, supple14, swift, perfect in every outline. Big of body though she was, her long legs carried her with the swinging grace of an athletic15 male. She kept her mouth tightly shut in repose16, her intense blue eyes shining out from her ruddy face.
Jeffray, finding himself little the worse for Dan’s cudgelling, had hardly risen, dressed, and shaved himself with one of Isaac’s razors, when Peter Gladden appeared with the patriarch before Ursula’s cottage, inquiring for the person of his master. The Lady Letitia herself was waiting for Richard in her coach below the Beacon17 Rock. Jeffray tied his cravat18, buckled19 on his sword, and went out to speak with Peter Gladden in the kitchen. Isaac Grimshaw was there also, humble20, benignant and subservient21. Bess, seated on a settle by the fire, was mending the gown that had been torn in the scuffle with Dan yesterday.
Richard shook Isaac Grimshaw’s hand, bowed to old Ursula, and laid three guineas surreptitiously upon the table.
“I thank you for all your kindness,” he said, with a glance that was meant for Bess.
Isaac, bowing, and rubbing his hands together, declared that they were proud to have been able to serve such a gentleman.
“As for the money, your honor,” he said, “we cannot take the gold. What we have given—we have given gladly. Eh, dame22, ain’t that so?”
Old Ursula, whose eyes had twinkled at the sight of gold, courtesied and confessed a little sourly that “Squire23 Jeffray was very welcome.”
Richard blushed, looked from one to the other, and repocketed his money.
“I shall not forget your kindness,” he said, simply. “If I can ever serve you, Grimshaw, remember what I said to you last night.”
Peter Gladden had gone to saddle and bridle24 Richard’s mare25 in the cow-house, and Jeffray proceeded to shake hands again very graciously with Isaac and old Ursula. His heart had been touched by what appeared to him to be simple and unsophisticated kindness; he had not learned to look below the surface of life as yet. He hesitated before Bess, who had risen and was standing26 looking at her hood27 that hung upon the key of the linen-press.
“Will you show us the path through the woods?” he asked her.
Isaac was for offering his services, but a gesture from old Ursula restrained him.
“The lass will be proud,” quoth the dame, amiably28. “I would go with ye myself, sir, but for the rheumatics. Bess, get your cloak, lass, and go with the gentleman.” And in a whisper into the girl’s ear: “If he is for giving you the guineas, girl, take ’em, and don’t forget it.”
Now, Richard Jeffray sent Peter Gladden on ahead with the mare that morning, thus casting doubt on his sincerity29 in asking for guidance through the woods. He walked with Bess, who had thrown her red cloak over her shoulders and thrust her feet into her best buckled shoes. The woods were full of dancing sunlight and of dew. A brisk breeze played through the branches, chanting desirously, and sweeping30 the white clouds over the forest in the blue sky above. The promise of spring seemed in the air; already the green gorse was budding gold, and the cry of the world’s youth was on the wind.
Richard noticed for the first time that Bess was taller than he was as they walked together under the trees. Her eyes looked down on him a little from under her glorious wreath of sable31 hair. In truth, she seemed Richard’s master in the matter of mere32 physical strength; her arms were of greater girth than his by two inches or more, and her supple body would have turned the scale by a stone against Jeffray’s slim but wiry frame. They had little to say to each other for the first furlong or so. The girl appeared farouche and silent, looking at Richard as though half in awe33 of him. And yet some subtle net of sympathy seemed to have been cast about them both in the course of a single night.
Being slightly ahead, she hung back and waited, with her eyes at gaze on the deeps of the woods.
“I spoke35 to Isaac Grimshaw about you last night,” he continued, watching the play of the sunlight upon her face.
“About me?”
“Yes, and Dan, your cousin.”
Bess’s eyes darkened and she pouted36 out her lips. Her walk seemed more spirited, the carriage of her head more rebellious37 at the mention of Dan’s name.
“I told your uncle that Barbara Gladden, my butler’s wife, could give you a home at Rodenham—”
“At Rodenham!”
“Yes. If—”
“If?”
“You found your cousin’s company too rough for you.”
Bess flashed a look at Richard, and walked on in silence for some moments, with a fine color upon her face. There was no suggestion of patronage38 in Jeffray’s manner.
“I am not afraid of Dan,” she answered, “though I am grateful to you—for this.”
A sudden realization39 of the gulf40 between them had taken hold of the girl’s heart. This Richard Jeffray was one of the gentry41, and she, a poor forest wench not fit to stand before women, less handsome and less honest than herself. At Rodenham she would take her meals in the servants’ hall, and sleep in an attic42 under the roof. It would even be considered a favor if the young squire spoke to her. No. She loved Pevensel and her forest liberty better than that.
“I am not afraid of Dan,” she said again, with a fine lifting of her head.
Jeffray felt something of the pride that played in her, and respected her the more for it.
“I am not dropping a favor for you, Bess,” he said.
“Thank you,” she answered.
“You see—you saved me from Dan’s cudgelling. And you—and Ursula have been very kind to me.”
They looked at each other half questioningly, a long and steady look that bore more meaning than many words. Richard blushed under the girl’s gaze. He suspected the spirit in her, and was loath43 to think that he had hurt her pride.
“You said I might have your pistols,” quoth Bess, suddenly.
“I will give you them.”
“I was not made to serve. We are wild folk in the forest. I can take care of myself.”
“But—I shall remember,” she added.
“And I, Bess, also.”
“I will have the pistols—”
“A strange present!”
“No, no, they will make me feel somehow that you are near. For I dreamed of you on St. Agnes’s Eve.”
She blushed and hung her head as soon as the words were out of her mouth. Jeffray had started, and reddened also. He looked at Bess and then at the heath showing gold beyond the trees.
“I will ride over—sometimes, Bess,” he said, slowly.
Her eyes flashed down at him, and then wavered away towards the woods.
“I knew you,” she said, simply, “when you lay on the grass—after I had put back Dan’s stick.”
“Knew me?”
“Yes.”
Richard said nothing, but there was a strange sense of hurrying at his heart.
They overtook Peter Gladden on the heath, and Richard taking the mare from him bade him go forward and warn the Lady Letitia of his coming. When the man had gone, Jeffray drew the pistols from the holsters, shook out the priming, and handed them to Bess. They were light weapons of delicate make, the butts45 set in Damascened silver. The girl took them and put them in her gown above her girdle.
“Be careful, Bess,” he said.
She laughed, and her eyes grew very bright of a sudden.
“You did not give me these in the dream,” she said.
In another moment Richard was in the saddle cantering over the heath towards the Beacon Rock.
The Lady Letitia had spent the whole of the previous day in meditation46, suspecting shrewdly enough that her nephew had ridden over to Hardacre to make peace with the sweet Jilian. Of course Miss Hardacre would be kind to Richard, and in that arch young lady’s kindness, Aunt Letitia had foreseen her own discomfort47. Now the dowager was not in the least inclined to abandon Rodenham, for her financial affairs were still in an embarrassed state. She had shut up her house in town for the winter, and was keeping her coach-horses and her three servants at Jeffray’s expense. Till late in the spring she had intended foraging48 for herself amid the Sussex woods, and it would be wickedly inconvenient49 for her to leave Rodenham at present.
Hence the news of Richard’s accident had provided the astute50 old lady with an admirable opportunity for a reconciliation51. She worked herself into quite a delirium52 of distress53 over the tidings, questioned Solomon Grimshaw in person, and soon wormed the truth from him as to how Richard had come by a broken head. The romance pleased Aunt Letitia prodigiously54. She gave Solomon a guinea, one of poor Sugg’s ewe lambs, and bade him carry back her affectionate greetings to Squire Jeffray. She would have flown to him that very moment, only it was pitch dark, and the roads in such a state. “Gladden, Peter Gladden, have my coach—my own coach, Gladden—round at the door by nine. I must drive over and bring the poor boy home. God grant, Gladden, that he is not dangerously hurt. You must send one of the men over to Rookhurst to order Surgeon Stott to call at the priory to-morrow.”
Aunt Letitia had dismounted from the coach that morning, and was hobbling up and down under the shadow of the Beacon Rock, while her fat horses steamed in the road. It was indeed an affecting sight to behold55 this goddess of powder and patches strutting56 with all the admirable anxiety of a “stage grandmother” on nature’s unartificial grass. The Lady Letitia was an evening, rather than a morning, star, for her physical frailties57 were unmasked by the sun. When Richard appeared riding over the heath, the dowager’s holy outburst of joy was an impressive sight to Peter Gladden and the lackey58 behind the coach. The old lady actually toddled59 forward to meet Richard, a ridiculous little straw hat perched on her powdered head, her ebony stick in one hand, a lace handkerchief in the other.
Jeffray, dismounting, kissed the Lady Letitia’s hand. He was touched by his aunt’s display of feeling, and it was not in him to remember a wrong.
“I am not much the worse, aunt,” he said, smiling, “but for a bandaged head.”
“It was such a shock to me last night, Richard,” quoth the lady, dabbing61 her eyes with her lace handkerchief, “for I said to myself, Richard: ‘perhaps the poor lad is dangerously hurt, and I cannot get to him before the morning.’ And I remembered that we had quarrelled the night before. Oh, my dear nephew, what a solemn thing is life; death is always near to us, and how inscrutable are the ways of the Almighty62.”
Richard, much moved by the old lady’s emotion, kissed her hand a second time with much unction.
“I am sure, Aunt Letitia,” he said, simply, “I regret the rude words I spoke to you that night. I lost my temper, madam, and I ask your pardon. Dear Jilian and I were reconciled yesterday. I am sure you were mistaken in her, aunt. She has a noble nature, and bears no malice64.”
The Lady Letitia sniffed65, suppressed her inclination66 towards cynicism, and answered her nephew with gracious resignation.
“Let us say no more about it, dear Richard,” she said, “we are all mistaken at times, and not even the oldest among us are infallible. I can forget the past in thankfulness for your safe return; you must try and forgive your old aunt her whims67.”
Richard bowed and offered the Lady Letitia his arm.
“God forbid, Richard,” she said, impressively, as they walked back towards the coach, Jeffray’s mare following like a dog at his heels, “God forbid that an old woman should trifle with the happiness of two young hearts. I wish you all joy, my dear nephew. You must try and persuade Miss Hardacre to love me.”
Richard was quite conquered by the old lady’s tone of tender resignation. Perhaps Jilian had exaggerated his aunt’s asperities68 in the heat of her youthful self-pity. Richard was a peace-loving being, and he was glad that the quarrel promised to end in sunshine.
“I am sure Miss Hardacre bears no malice,” he said.
The Lady Letitia’s eyes flashed a curious look into Richard’s face. So the girl had chosen the saintly and heroic part. Well, she had wit, and her dear nephew was a delightful69 and amusing simpleton. Did he really think that women ever forgave such insinuations as she, the Lady Letitia, had flung at Miss Hardacre’s head? At all events it would be possible for her to remain another month or two in comfort at Rodenham, and it would be an interesting recreation to study the lad’s domestic ideals in the future.
“Jilian has a generous heart, madam.”
“Ah, Richard, the heart is everything in a woman.”
“True, aunt, true.”
“And you must tell me all about this romantic adventure of yours in the woods. You are quite the knight-errant, sir.”
Richard blushed, and laughed good-humoredly.
“I will tell you about it to-night,” he said.
Jeffray excused himself from joining the Lady Letitia in her coach, asserting that he had a headache, and that a brisk ride would clear his brain. He mounted his mare, and followed the coach at a trot71 as it took the southward road through Pevensel.
How strange and mobile are the moods of youth, April-hued, covered with the gold and purple of sunlight or of shadow! Richard Jeffray was almost wroth with his own heart that day as he rode through the woods and saw the great green downs cleave72 the distant blue. How was it that Miss Jilian’s face seemed less fair to him than it had yesterday? How was it that eyes of passionate73 blue outstarred those of simpering gray? How was it that a glowing face and a fleece of coal-black hair rose more brilliantly before him than did the cream and rose bloom of Miss Jilian’s countenance74 and her head of shimmering75 gold? What grievous flaw was there in the clear contour of his soul, that sentiments, fragrant76 yesterday, should leak forth77 in a night and melt into the air? Was he not the same Richard Jeffray, and Jilian the same artless and forgiving cousin? What had this forest child’s face to do with the romance? Surely it was Black Dan’s stick that had knocked the sanity78 out of Richard’s skull79 that he should be possessed80 by such fickle81 and yet haunting thoughts.
A sturdy traveller was resting on the parapet of Rodenham bridge as the Lady Letitia’s coach swung over towards the gates of the park. The stranger, whose round red face topped a robust82 and somewhat corpulent body, was dressed in a suit of rusty83 brown. He wore a three-cocked-hat, rough shoes with dirty buckles84, and the tail of his wig85 plaited into a club. What appeared to be a peddler’s pack was strapped86 over his broad shoulders, and on the parapet lay a thick oak stick and a red cloth bundle. The man’s keen and humorous eyes had watched the Lady Letitia’s coach swing by with a cynical87 twinkle.
Richard had no sooner set his eyes on the man than he reined88 in on the bridge, and was out of the saddle with a flush on his boyish face.
“Wilson—Dick Wilson, by all the gods!”
The traveller had started up from the parapet, and had held out a pair of red and sinewy89 hands to Richard.
“It is Dick Wilson, despite the gods,” he said.
“You have honored Rodenham—at last.”
“I tramped down from town with my pack on my shoulders.”
“To see the youngster whom you nursed through a fever at Rome.”
“And do you mean to tell me, sir,” he laughed, “that you are not ashamed of such a vagabond? Why, I have been twice in peril91 of the stocks as I came through from town.”
“Ashamed, Dick!”
The painter indulged in a ludicrous grimace92, turned up his brown coat to show the frayed93 lining94 thereof, remarked that he had a hole in his breeches, and at the same time brandished95 his scarlet96 bundle.
“If your polite pride can stand this, Richard Jeffray,” he said, “then, sir, I will come inside.”
Richard laughed, and put his hand on the painter’s shoulder.
“Wilson,” he said, “I think we have seen enough of the world to know what polite trifles are worth.”
“Egad, sir, then we must have outstripped97 humanity in our philosophies.”
There was no doubt as to Richard’s sincerity. He and Dick Wilson had spent months together in Italy, and the lad had learned to admire the robust but often cross-grained artist.
“How long can you stay, eh? Why not spend the spring and summer with me? I am alone save for an aunt who goes to Tunbridge before long. We can find you splendor98 enough in our Sussex woods and downs, even to satisfy your mighty63 tastes.”
Wilson appeared touched by the enthusiastic sincerity of the lad’s welcome. His round face beamed, his eyes twinkled.
“I was half in doubt, Jeffray,” he confessed, “whether you would be pleased to see such a scarecrow. I have already tasted something of the world’s favor, sweet for a week, sour for ten months. Deuce take me, sir, I am glad of your welcome. It is bravely given, and I thank you for it, Richard Jeffray.”
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