"MY dear Kathleen, do try and be reasonable. To hear your grumbling1, any one might think the rain had been sent on purpose to disappoint you of your ride. Remember, child. This is the fourth of November, not midsummer, and the rain is seasonable."
"It may be seasonable, but it is just as disagreeable and disappointing as if it were not. I do not need to be reminded that this is the fourth of November, for everybody has been dinning2 the date into my ears for a fortnight past. I have not exchanged words with a single creature without being reminded that this day's meet at Hollingsby will be the finest sight of the kind that Woldshire has witnessed since the old earl died."
"The first meet of the season is always a fine spectacle, my dear."
"Yes, aunt, but this will be a record meet. The young earl has just come of age, and everybody is bent3 on making it a gathering4 to be remembered for generations to come. It is to stand first in the annals of the Hollingsby Hunt."
"I dare say you are right, Kathleen. All the gentry5 will be at the breakfast; the large tenants6 will be guests, and all the smaller fry will put the best foot foremost. Men and horses will make a brave show, in spite of these drenching7 showers which keep coming down to spoil the turn-out. However, I for one do not envy them what they are pleased to call 'sport.' I cannot forget the foxes' side of the question."
"As if foxes were of any use," replied Kathleen, with a curl of her pretty lip.
"In a way, they do not seem to be, but I never like to assume that about any living thing. I cannot imagine that any creature, however humble8 its place in nature, however repulsive9 it may seem to some of us, was made without being destined10 to fill some useful niche11 in the great Creator's plan. I do not pretend to know all about these things. But if one grasps, in ever so little a way, the idea how great and good and kind God is, and how His wisdom is shown in every work of His hands, one may believe that the meanest of all has its use."
"Of course the fox is useful for hunting, and is, in a way, the cause of to-day's meet," replied Kathleen.
"Ah, my dear, I am thankful that I at least have no taste for such barbarous practices. To destroy a wild animal that is harmful to man and to useful creatures, is surely right. But to preserve foxes on purpose to be hunted by a pack of yelling hounds, and then cut to pieces alive, is a sport worthy12 only of savages13. I am afraid I was glad when, once last season, the suffering fox bit the cruel hand that was torturing it, and that Huntsman Tom was unable to torment15 another for some time to come."
"Aunty, you do take an extreme view. To talk about those beautiful creatures as 'yelling hounds!'"
"What else are they, Kathleen? Not that I blame them, they are trained to the work, and squires16 and ladies fair enjoy the sport to which horse, hound, and wretched fox contribute. You may smile, Kathleen, but I know that look of contempt is only for your old aunt's old-fashioned ideas, not for herself. But, however long I may live, I trust I shall never find pleasure in what causes suffering to the meanest of God's creatures."
Kathleen rushed impulsively17 towards her aunt, threw her arms round her neck, and kissed her again and again.
"You old darling!" she exclaimed; "of course the smile was at your ideas about fox-hunting. I should be the most ungrateful creature living if I could be capable of feeling anything but love and reverence19 for your dear self. Yes, I have pushed your cap nearly off your head by rushing at you and hugging you, after the manner of a bear. But never mind. I will put you nicely to rights again. The cap was a wee bit on one side before. I always have to straighten it about six times a day."
Mrs. Ellicott looked up at the fair face which was bending over her, then drew it nearer still, and returned her niece's caress20 with more gentleness but no less affection than Kathleen had shown.
"And you, Kathleen," she said, "only make believe that you have any sympathy with those who follow a cruel custom. You like to see the gay turn-out, the gallant21 pack, the daring riders, the eager horses, and to note all the bonne camaraderie22 of the hunt. But there are other cruelties inseparable from this sport, and one instance out of many gave me a dislike to it which nothing can conquer. I shall never forget how I felt when I heard the tale, years before you were born, my dear."
"What was it, aunt?"
"It was about the late earl's sister. She was a most daring huntress, but professed23 to be very fond of her horses, one in particular, a beautiful creature that was gentleness itself, and was petted like a dog. In the excitement of the hunt, and when determined24 to be foremost at the death of the miserable25 fox, she urged on the beautiful animal by savage14 use of whip and spur, and compelled it to keep up a pace which no horse could continue for long. When Lady Lois drew rein27 at Hollingsby the animal reeled, and as her feet touched the ground he fell dead. A few seconds in dismounting, and she would have been crushed beneath her ill-used steed. She was just down in time to save her life."
"How horrible! if the tale be really true," said Kathleen, turned for the moment from contemplating28 her own special grievance29.
"It is true, dear. There were eye-witnesses enough, and many would have cried shame on a humbler rider. There was enough said, though, as Lady Lois Holwynd was the culprit, people spoke30 with bated breath of her fault, and found excuses for it in a louder key."
"She was young. Such a daring rider, and the very life of the hunt. So generous in supporting it, so kind in many ways. Open-handed to a fault. Thus people excused her; but though Lady Lois has passed away, the memory of that day's cruelty abides31, and will be talked of for many a year to come."
Whilst Mrs. Ellicott was speaking, Kathleen was busily engaged in replacing the refractory32 cap, and with gentle fingers pushing back stray locks of the silvery hair which framed so fittingly the kind face of her aunt.
"There now, you look a picture of tidiness. Kiss me for playing the part of a deft33 lady's-maid, and putting you to rights again."
The kiss was given, but Mrs. Ellicott bade Kathleen remember that it was not earned.
"My cap would have been all right but for your boisterous34 embrace, Kitty, and having upset its equilibrium35, you were bound to restore it. However, darling, I shall never quarrel with you for being too affectionate," a remark which resulted in another caress of a gentler sort, and the application of Kathleen's hands to Mrs. Ellicott's head.
"Turn to the window, aunty, and look at the sunshine. It is positively36 pouring in. That last heavy shower has cleared the sky, and there are sheets of blue everywhere. All the labour I have bestowed37 on your cap will be thrown away now, for you cannot refuse to drive in the direction of Hollingsby. I do want to see all I can, though I must not ride, I suppose?"
"You know, Kathleen, that it was your dear father's wish that you should never take part in the Hollingsby Hunt, or even go to the meet on horseback."
"I know that, aunt. I have surely been told it often enough. Now you get ready for the drive. Let Cameron help you, and I will order the carriage. I can be ready in three minutes. I will try and rout38 Ger from her books, and make her come with us, or you might ask her on your way upstairs."
Mrs. Ellicott rose to comply with both requests. She felt that Kathleen must not be denied any reasonable pleasure, especially as the time was not far distant when she would be her own mistress.
"I will speak to Geraldine, but I doubt if she will join us," she said.
"You propose, and I will second vigorously," said Kathleen, "when I have interviewed old Mountain."
Away she tripped in the direction of the stables, being too impatient to send her message to the coachman, who was by no means old, and who worshipped his young mistress. She did not forget to take with her some bread and an apple, wherewith to regale39 her own favorite mare40, Polly, whose head was at the bars the moment Kathleen's voice was heard addressing Mountain.
"Get the horses in as quickly as possible," said Kathleen. "We will drive towards Hollingsby, and see what we can. Don't I wish I might ride you, my beauty!" she added, turning to Polly and patting her arched neck with one hand, as she held out the other for the mare to feed from.
Polly gave a little assenting41 neigh, and then put her velvet42 lips forward to take the apple and bread—her special dainties.
"How gentle she is! A baby might feed her. Mountain, you do groom43 her beautifully. Her coat is perfect; black, and shining like a rook's plumage in the sunshine."
"She is a beauty, miss, and as good for go and temper as a lady's horse should be. But then there'll be as good 'uns as Polly out to-day, that'll come home with their sides bleeding and marked with lashes44, in spite of them doing their best. And as to their coats, they'll be that muddy that you cannot tell the colour of 'em by more than half their bodies. The other half is just clay itself."
"I would not hurt you, Polly. Your mistress would not mark you with cruel spur or whip. But I must run, or aunt will be ready first. Take this last bit, my pet."
Pushing another piece of bread between Polly's willing lips, Kathleen raced back to the house, and ran panting to her room, where she quickly made ready for her drive.
Her cousin Geraldine was not to be coaxed45 to join in the drive, so Kathleen, after a brief hesitation46, ran up another flight of stairs and stretched herself on tiptoe to catch a glimpse of a spot where three roads met. Most of the riders going to the meet would pass this point on their way to Hollingsby, and Kathleen, though she would not have owned it for the world, had placed herself at this coign of vantage in hope of seeing one of them.
She did see more than one scarlet47-coated horseman in the distance, but without recognizing any. So she was quite sure that Captain Torrance was not amongst them. She could not mistake another for him, or him for another. Besides, he did not ride in scarlet. She had heard him say that, having once put it off, he would never wear it again.
Captain Torrance had worn a red coat until the colour had become monotonous48, and he was no longer in the army, though everybody still gave him his old rank in speaking to or of him.
As Kathleen watched she was conscious that her face was all aflame with blushes. She was ashamed of her eagerness to see the most daring member of the Hunt, and one who was acknowledged to be the handsomest man in that division of the shire. There were, however, wise old heads which were shaken dubiously49 when Captain Torrance was named, and remarks were made about looks not being everything. There were some, too, who could tell tales about the captain's past career which were not altogether to his credit; but most of these were whispered, for he was not a man to be lightly made an enemy of. So such stories had never reached the innocent ears of Kathleen Mountford, who was watching with more anxiety than she owned to herself, for a glimpse of the handsome ex-captain of dragoons.
"It is a perfect riding-lesson just to see how he sits that beautiful hunter of his," she murmured, certain that no one was within hearing, even if she did utter her thoughts aloud. "But why need I trouble myself about riding-lessons? I know enough to guide Polly in such jog-trot excursions as I am allowed to make. I can never understand why my father imposed such restrictions50 on me. He was the dearest, kindest of parents, I know, and I am sure he meant to make me happy, if he could. But it is always the same. If a girl has money, some condition is attached to it which crosses her in one aggravating51 way or another. At one time she is bidden to marry a particular person whom she does not know, and if she did, would be sure to hate him. At another she is forbidden to marry the person whom she would choose from all the world. Or she must live in a place she detests52, or—"
At this moment Mrs. Ellicott's voice was heard calling—
"Kitty, where have you hidden yourself? You who boasted that you only needed three minutes to dress in. I am ready, and Mountain is at the door. I wonder you did not hear the carriage wheels."
"Coming, aunty," cried Kathleen, as she raced downstairs two steps at a time. "Well, you have been expeditious53. I was so certain that you would be at least five minutes longer, that I ran to the west window at the very top, to try and see what I could see. Result: a few streaks54 of scarlet at the crossing, as a few riders shot past on their way to Hollingsby. What a pity Geraldine will not leave her books to enjoy such a drive as we shall have! It will be just lovely, and you will like it as much as I shall. You cannot help it."
"I shall enjoy the drive, dear, of course, and Geraldine will find her pleasure after her own fashion, so do not trouble about her, Kitty. Who could have dreamed an hour ago that the country would look so beautiful?"
Mrs. Ellicott might well cast admiring glances at the hedgerows and the trees, on which autumn leaves still remained. Some were bare, but on others there was quite a wealth of gorgeous colouring, made all the more vivid by the lingering moisture which the recent rain had left. Hip26, haw, and bryony berries were all ablaze55 in the bright sunshine, though differing in their shades of red. The tallest privet spikes56 were mostly crowned with cones57 of shining berries, intensely black, and perfect in shape. These seemed stretching above the other shrubs58 which made up the hedges, as if challenging competition with the more gaudy59 reds beneath.
Browns and yellows were not wanting on thorn and wild briar; and dusky reds and flame colour were on maple60 bush and bramble leaf, with more berries, shading from purple to black.
Green asserted its claims, as the glossy61 holly62 leaves shone out, draped with lace which the spiders had flung across them to soften63 their prickly stiffness. Draperies cunningly contrived64 to catch drops of rain for the sun to shine upon, and turn into liquid diamonds.
As to the ivy65! It was everywhere. Creeping slyly in hedge bottoms, twisting fearlessly round bramble and briar, racing66 up the tallest tree, and waving its flower chaplets high out of reach, as if daring the boldest climber to rob it of its graceful67 coronets.
From many a bush and tree came the rich bold song of the robin68, the little musician putting himself well to the front, and looking round, as he sang, with fearless eyes that seemed to defy the possibility of his having an enemy, human or otherwise. Sights and sounds were alike exhilarating. The clear blue overhead, and the freshness which had followed the heavy rain, were all the more delightful69, because a couple of hours before the aspect of the sky had been so hopeless.
The horses seemed to have caught the infection from their surroundings, and stepped out bravely, tossing their arched necks, as though despising the muddy roads and extra dose of water in ruts and hollows.
Kathleen's face had been animated70 enough when she left home, but something she saw soon after reaching the cross-roads already mentioned brought a cloud to her brow. This was a Mrs. Stapleton, a neighbour of hers, and only a few years older, who was evidently on her way, not merely to witness the meet, but to share in the day's sport. She nodded merrily to Kathleen as she passed, then made a little grimace71 suggestive of pity for her girl neighbour, who was shut up in a carriage, instead of sharing what she regarded as the real pleasure of the day.
Kathleen could not suppress a sigh of mingled72 anger and disappointment as the little cortège passed. Mrs. Stapleton's beautiful figure showed to perfection on horseback, and her habit might have grown upon it, so exact was the fit. The horse was worthy of its graceful rider. Beside her rode her little daughter Blanche, a child of seven, and a miniature of her mother. The little creature's face was full of glee, and she evidently knew no fear, but sat her spirited pony73 as easily as any older rider.
It was plain that Mr. Stapleton was at the meet breakfast, for the groom in attendance led a fine powerful animal, ready saddled for his master's use.
"Even little Blanche can ride her pony to Hollingsby," said Kathleen. "It is horrid74 that I should see a child like that enjoying a pleasure that I am forbidden. It would be something to ride Polly instead of being imprisoned75 here on such a morning."
"Oh, my dear, you looked so bright when we started, that I really thought you were going to enjoy the drive," said Mrs. Ellicott, in a rueful tone.
"I meant to do so, aunty, and I know I am a horribly unthankful, discontented creature, and I quite hate myself for showing such a dog-in-the-manger spirit. I ought to be thinking of all the good things I have, instead of mentally harping76 on my one grievance. I ought to put on a cheery look and to talk pleasantly to you, who are always ready to take the good and bad alike, instead of spoiling your drive by my petulance77. But when Mrs. Stapleton rode by, looking so perfect that she might have sat for a model of Diana, and that little chit Blanche tossed her head in triumph as she passed, I felt just as spiteful and wicked as possible. I almost wished that mother and child might get a good roll in the mud before the day was over, and—but I will not tell you all the naughty thoughts that flashed through my mind. You know what I am by long experience."
"I know, dear, that you are quick-tempered and impulsive18, but I also know that my dear Kitty is not capable of really wishing harm to any human being. You say I take good and bad alike, but I do not. I have many a fight with myself, and when that comes which I do not wish for, and which brings sorrow along with it, I too have to fight hard against a rebellious78 spirit. I have to seek strength, and ask for patience and submission79 also, that I may be kept in mind of the fact, that whatever befalls me can be overruled for good by Him who permits it to happen. We might as well ask ourselves, 'What? Shall we receive good at the hand of God, and shall we not receive evil?' Surely, my dear child, your share of good things is large indeed."
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