“When for the first time Nature says plain ‘No’
To some ‘Yes’ in you, and walks over you
In gorgeous sweeps of scorn.”
PIP had not spoken to Meg for over three weeks. There had been one fiery1 outbreak consequent upon Miss Jones’ dismissal of him. When he learnt Meg had been to her he had accused his sister of treachery, of trying to ruin his happiness; he had been willing, he said, to put off the question of marriage for a year or two, but no power on earth would have made him promise to give Mabelle up.
And she had given him up! Put him aside as if he had been a schoolboy, or a worn-out glove! And with astonishing firmness. He had even seen her already walking out with a man who sold saucepans and kettles and fire-grates in the one business street of the suburb.
152No wonder his cup of bitterness seemed running over; no wonder he felt Meg had sinned beyond forgiveness in thus interfering2.
His last examination had not, it was found, been hopelessly bad, and he had been granted a “post mortem.” But even then he did not attempt to work. He used certainly, to stay in his bedroom, where his table stood with its wild confusion of books and papers, but he would sit hour after hour staring moodily3 in front of him, with never a glance at the Todhunter or Berkeley that so urgently required his attention. Or he would read poetry, lying full length on his bed,—Keats, Shelley, and Byron, tales of blighted4 passion and hopeless grief, till his eyes would ache with the tears his young manhood forbade to fall, tears of huge self-pity and misery5.
Surely since the creation there had been no one quite so wretched, so utterly6 bereft7 of all that made life worth living! How grey and monotonous8 stretched out the future before him! The probable length of his life made him aghast. The sheer uselessness of living, the hollow mockery of the sunshine and laughter and birds’ songs, and the intolerable length of hours and days, seemed each day to strike him with fresh force.
After a certain time his mood induced poetic9 153outpourings. He thought himself just as wretched,—even more so, indeed; but the mere10 fact that his feelings were able to relieve themselves in this way showed the first keenness was passing.
Sheet after sheet of University paper was covered with wild, impassioned addresses in the shape of sonnets11 and odes, or, when the pen was too full for studied forms, of eloquent12 blank verse.
154For instance, the following poem struck him as exceptionally fine. He composed it at midnight, after eating his heart out in misery all the day. It was written in his blackest writing, as might be expected, and upon a sheet of grey note paper,—the University buff had suddenly offended his sense of fitness.
“Oh, what is life when all its joys are fled!
I am in love with Death’s long dreamful ease.
Over my head I hear th’ unwelcome tread
Of future years; my aching eye still sees
I would take arms against this sea of pain,
I would embrace Earth’s sea and sink to rest,
I would fling off this gift of Life, as you,
O bitter Love, flung me aside, your you!
O Love, O Love, O bitter, beauteous Love,
Heartless and cold, but still my one fair dove!
What is this life that some find strangely fair,
When but to think brings sorrow and despair?
What is this life when love, your love, lies dead,
I will give up, go down,—there is a sea,
I will give up, go down! Yet, Love, but smile,
But stretch to me that hand so soft and white,
That seemed my own, that sad, sweet little while,
And all grows day, for ever dead the night.”
He was not at all sure when he read it the eighth or ninth time that the mantle18 of the “Sun-treader” 155had not fallen upon him, that Helicon’s drying fount would not spring up afresh at his bidding.
Other men in love, he knew, had made verses, but they were of the mawkish19, sentimental20 kind his more fastidious taste rejected, the kind that generally began something like—
“Oh, Star of Beauty, all the night
Thou shinest in the sky;
For thee the dark doth grow quite bright—
His, he felt, were strong with the strength born of fathomless22 misery, and sweet with the bitter-sweet of undying and spurned23 love.
One day he met Mabelle; she was walking to church with her fat, honest old mother, who preferred a man of saucepans with money far before one of irreproachable24 shirt cuffs25 and empty pockets.
She smiled at him from her brown, beautifully lashed26 eyes, a kind of for-goodness-sake-try-to-make-the-best-of-it-and-don’t-look-so-tragic smile, but he interpreted it as a sign of softening27. When he got home he sent her the poem,—if anything in the wide world could touch her beautiful, stony28 heart he thought that would.
156It came on a Monday morning. Poppet took it from the postman and carried it up to him, but she was too busy with a scheme of Bunty’s to notice how white he turned, and how his hand trembled.
It was painfully short and to the point:—
“What’s the use of writing poetery to me when all’s up and done with? I showed it to Ma and Pa and some one else, and they thort it very fine; but said you oughtent to write it as some one else writes poetery for me now. I think it’s very nice of course and I’ll keep it this time but don’t send any more.
“Your friend only and nothing more,
“Miss Jones (not Mabelle).
“P.S.—I suppose I may as well tell you as I’m engaged to be married to Mr. Wilkes.”
That was Pip’s death-blow, and, if a paradox30 may be allowed, from that minute he began to live again.
The thought that his cherished poem had been submitted to the critical gaze of a man who sold frying pans and wrote “poetery” himself, stung him to madness. He sat down and attacked his hydrostatics with savage31 frenzy32 to prevent himself doing anything desperate.
157He even played in a football match the next week, a thing he had not done for a long time; and he took food less under protest.
But Meg he could not forgive; his manner to her, if compelled to speak, was cold and contemptuous; when possible he totally ignored her presence.
The girl found such conduct very hard indeed to bear from her favourite brother, especially as it was only her keen anxiety for his welfare that had made her act as she had done; she bore it in silence, however, and without reproaching him. Some day, she knew, he would thank her from his heart, and for the present she must content herself to lie under the ban of his displeasure.
To solace33 herself she took to making puddings, learning the technicalities of meat cooking, and concocting34 queer-smelling bottles of stuff she labelled mushroom ketchup35, tomato sauce, and Australian chutnee in her neatest hand.
Esther smiled a little when first these operations began. Meg had hitherto expressed the frankest dislike for culinary engagements.
Nellie laughed openly.
“Her ’prentice hand she tried on us,
And then she cooked for Alan, oh!”
she said one day, shaking her head as she eyed 158a surprisingly queer-looking conglomeration36 Meg called amber37 pudding.
“Many thanks, but no, Meg dearest; I think I will finish with honest bread and cheese!”
“Esther?” said Meg, pausing with uplifted tablespoon, and taking no notice of Nell’s sarcasm38 beyond blushing finely. “You’ll try a little, won’t you? I’m sure it’s very nice.”
But even Esther looked dubious39; the frothed icing on top had an elegant appearance certainly, but underneath40 was a mass of strange colour and consistency41.
“Dear Meg,” she said, “I am like the French lady, you know,—I eat only my acquaintances. Nellie, pass me the cheese.”
But this sort of thing did not damp Meg’s spirits, not at least for more than a day or two.
Perhaps the next three or four puddings would be long-established favourites that no one could take exception to, but after that there would appear one or two of French title and unknown quantities. Now and again indeed they turned out brilliant successes, that every one praised and longed for more of; but most often, it must be confessed, they were failures, very trying to the tempers and digestions42 of all who ventured on a helping43.
“It was well to be Alan,” Nellie said, “with nine 159innocent people submitting themselves daily to the dangers of poisoning or lifelong indigestion, just that in future he might escape and have his palate continually pleased.”
“If I can’t practise on my own family,” demanded Meg, smiling however, “how am I to get experience? All of you have excellent digestions, so it will not do you any real harm.”
And she persevered44 with so much determination that they only groaned45 inwardly when a “confection à la Marguerite,” as Nellie called it, took the place of old favourites, such as plum puddings, apple pies, roly-polys and Queens. Every one accepted their portion in meekness46, and really tried to say encouraging things, especially if her face was hot and anxious.
Bunty was just beginning to find his place in the family again. But he was a changed boy. No one could doubt that those five hard months had had the most beneficial effect on his character, although they had made him so white and hollow-cheeked. He was stronger morally, more self-reliant. The rough usage he had received seemed to have quite dissipated his cowardice47, and with it the inclination48 to falsehood. He was almost pitifully careful not to make the slightest untrue statement about anything; and now the barriers of reserve between himself and 160Meg were broken down, she was able to help him more, and put herself more in his place.
Poppet was as much as ever his faithful little companion; there was absolutely nothing the child would not have done for this dear, recovered brother. She even consulted Meg as to the practicability of learning Latin, just that she might look up his words for him every evening in the dictionary.
But as three-syllabled words in her own language made her pucker49 up her poor little brows, and as English grammar still had power to draw weary, dispirited tears, Meg advised a short postponement50.
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monotonous
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mantle
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mawkish
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sentimental
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ketchup
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meekness
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pucker
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