“GOOD Heavens!” cried Sir Giles. “Iris1! With my cloak on!! With my hat in her hand!!! Sergeant2, there has been some dreadful mistake. This is my god-daughter — Miss Henley.”
“We found her at the milestone3, your honour. The young lady and nobody else.”
Sir Giles appealed helplessly to his god-daughter. “What does this mean?” Instead of answering, she looked at the Sergeant. The Sergeant, conscious of responsibility, stood his ground and looked at Sir Giles. His face confessed that the Irish sense of humour was tickled4: but he showed no intention of leaving the room. Sir Giles saw that Iris would enter into no explanation in the man’s presence. “You needn’t wait any longer,” he said.
“What am I to do, if you please, with the prisoner?” the Sergeant inquired.
Sir Giles waived5 that unnecessary question away with his hand. He was trebly responsible — as knight6, banker, and magistrate7 into the bargain. “I will be answerable,” he replied, “for producing Miss Henley, if called upon. Good night.”
The Sergeant’s sense of duty was satisfied. He made the military salute8. His gallantry added homage9 to the young lady under the form of a bow. Then, and then only, he walked with dignity out of the room.
“Now,” Sir Giles resumed, “I presume I may expect to receive an explanation. What does this impropriety mean? What were you doing at the milestone?”
“I was saving the person who made the appointment with you,” Iris said; “the poor fellow had no ill-will towards you — who had risked everything to save your nephew’s life. Oh, sir, you committed a terrible mistake when you refused to trust that man!”
Sir Giles had anticipated the appearance of fear, and the reality of humble10 apologies. She had answered him indignantly, with a heightened colour, and with tears in her eyes. His sense of his own social importance was wounded to the quick. “Who is the man you are speaking of?” he asked loftily. “And what is your excuse for having gone to the milestone to save him — hidden under my cloak, disguised in my hat?”
“Don’t waste precious time in asking questions!” was the desperate reply. “Undo the harm that you have done already. Your help — oh, I mean what I say!— may yet preserve Arthur’s life. Go to the farm, and save him.”
Sir Giles’s anger assumed a new form, it indulged in an elaborate mockery of respect. He took his watch from his pocket, and consulted it satirically. “Must I make an excuse?” he asked with a clumsy assumption of humility11.
“No! you must go.”
“Permit me to inform you, Miss Henley, that the last train started more than two hours since.”
“What does that matter? You are rich enough to hire a train.”
Sir Giles, the actor, could endure it no longer; he dropped the mask, and revealed Sir Giles, the man. His clerk was summoned by a peremptory12 ring of the bell. “Attend Miss Henley to the house,” he said. “You may come to your senses after a night’s rest,” he continued, turning sternly to Iris. “I will receive your excuses in the morning.”
In the morning, the breakfast was ready as usual at nine o’clock. Sir Giles found himself alone at the table.
He sent an order to one of the women-servants to knock at Miss Henley’s door. There was a long delay. The housekeeper13 presented herself in a state of alarm; she had gone upstairs to make the necessary investigation14 in her own person. Miss Henley was not in her room; the maid was not in her room; the beds had not been slept in; the heavy luggage was labelled —“To be called for from the hotel.” And there was an end of the evidence which the absent Iris had left behind her.
Inquiries15 were made at the hotel. The young lady had called there, with her maid, early on that morning. They had their travelling-bags with them; and Miss Henley had left directions that the luggage was to be placed under care of the landlord until her return. To what destination she had betaken herself nobody knew.
Sir Giles was too angry to remember what she had said to him on the previous night, or he might have guessed at the motive16 which had led to her departure. “Her father has done with her already,” he said; “and I have done with her now.” The servants received orders not to admit Miss Henley, if her audacity17 contemplated18 a return to her godfather’s house.
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