LYNMERE, at tea-time, returned from his ride, with a fixed1 plan of frightening or disgusting the baronet from the alliance; with Eugenia, herself, he imagined the attempt would be vain, for he did not conceive it possible any woman who had eyes could be induced to reject him.
Determined2, therefore, to indulge, in full, both the natural presumption3 and acquired luxuriance of his character, he conducted himself in a manner that, to any thing short of the partiality of Sir Hugh, would have rendered him insupportably offensive: but Sir Hugh had so long cherished a reverence4 for what he had himself ordered with regard to his studies, and what he implicitly5 credited of his attainments6, that it was more easy to him to doubt his senses, than to suppose so accomplished7 a scholar could do any thing but what was right.
‘Your horses are worth nothing, sir,’ cried he, in entering; ‘I never rode so unpleasant a beast. I don’t know who has the care of your stud; but whoever it is, he deserves to be hanged.’
Sir Hugh could not refuse, either to his justice or his kindness, to vindicate8 his faithful Jacob; and for his horses he made as many excuses, as if every one had been a human creature, whom he was recommending to his mercy, with a fear they were unworthy of his favour.
Not a word was said more, except what Miss Margland, from time to time, extorted9, by begging questions, in praise of her tea, till Lynmere, violently ringing the bell, called out to order a fire.
Every body was surprised at this liberty, without any previous demand of permission from the baronet, or any inquiry10 into the feelings of the rest of the company; and Sir Hugh, in a low voice, said to Eugenia, ‘I am a little afraid poor Mary will be rather out of humour to have the grate to polish again tomorrow in the case my nephew should not like to have another fire then; which, I suppose, if the weather continues so hot, may very likely, not be agreeable to him.’
Another pause now ensued; Dr. Marchmont, who, of the whole party, was alone, at this time, capable of leading to a general conversation, was separately occupied by watching Camilla; while himself, as usual, was curiously11 and unremittingly examined by Dr. Orkborne, in whom so much attention to a young lady raised many private doubts of the justice of his scholastic12 fame; which soon, by what he observed of his civility even to Miss Margland, were confirmed nearly to scepticism.
Mary, now, entering with a coal scuttle13 and a candle, Lynmere, with much displeasure, called out, ‘Bring wood; I hate coals.’
Mary, as much displeased14, and nearly as much humoured as himself, answered that nothing but coals were ever burnt in that grate.
‘Take it all away, then, and bid my man send me my pelisse. That I made to cross the Alps in.’
‘I am very sorry, indeed, nephew,’ said Sir Hugh, ‘that we were not better prepared for your being so chilly15, owing to the weather being set in so sultry, that we none of us much thought of having a fire; and, indeed, in my young time, we were never allowed thinking of such things before Michaelmas-day; which I suppose is quite behind-hand now. Pray, nephew, if it is not too much trouble to you, what’s the day for lighting16 fires in foreign parts?’
‘There’s no rule of that sort, now, sir, in modern philosophy; that kind of thing’s completely out; entirely17 exploded, I give you my word.’
‘Well, every thing’s new, Lord help me, since I was born! But I pray, nephew, if I may ask, without tiring you too much, on account of my ignorance, have they fires in summer as well as winter there?’
‘Do you imagine there are grates and fires on the Continent, sir, the same as in England? ha! ha!’
Sir Hugh was discountenanced from any further inquiry.
Another silence ensued, broken again by a vehement18 ringing of the bell.
When the servant appeared, ‘What have you got,’ cried Lynmere, ‘that you can bring me to eat?’
‘Eat, nephew! why you would not eat before supper, when here’s nobody done tea? not that I’d have you baulk your appetite, which, to be sure, ought to be the best judge.’
The youth ordered some oysters19.
There were none in the house.
He desired a barrel might immediately be procured20; he could eat nothing else.
Still Edgar, though frequent opportunities occurred, had no fortitude21 to address Camilla, and no spirits to speak. To her, however, his dejection was a revival22; she read in it her power, and hoped her present plan would finally confirm it.
A servant now came in, announcing a person who had brought two letters, one for Sir Hugh, the other for Miss Camilla, but who said he would deliver them himself. The baronet desired he might be admitted.
Several minutes passed, and he did not appear. The wonder of Sir Hugh was awakened23 for his letter; but Camilla, dreading24 a billet from Sir Sedley, was in no haste.
Lynmere, however, glad of an opportunity to issue orders, or make disturbance25, furiously rang the bell, saying: ‘Where are these letters?’
‘Jacob,’ said the baronet, ‘my nephew don’t mean the slowness to be any fault of yours, it being what you can’t help; only tell the person that brought us our letters, we should be glad to look at them, not knowing who they may be from.’
‘Why he seems but an odd sort of fish, sir; I can’t much make him out, he’s been begging some flour to put in his hair; he’ll make himself so spruce, he says, we sha’n’t know him again; I can’t much think he’s a gentleman.’
He then, however, added he had made a mistake, as there was no letter for his master, but one for Miss Camilla, and the other for Miss Margland.
‘For me?’ exclaimed Miss Margland, breaking forth26 from a scornful silence, during which her under lip had been busy to express her contempt of the curiosity excited upon this subject. ‘Why how dare they not tell me it was for me? it may be from somebody of consequence, about something of importance, and here’s half a day lost before I can see it!’
She then rose to go in search of it herself, but opened the door upon Mr. Dubster.
A ghost, could she have persuaded herself she had seen one, could not more have astonished, though it would more dismayed her. She drew haughtily27 back, saying: ‘Is there nobody else come?’
The servant answered in the negative, and she retreated to her chair.
Camilla alone was not perplext by this sight; she had, already, from the description, suggested whom she might expect, according to the intimation given by the ever mischievous28 Lionel.
Miss Margland, concluding he would turn out to be some broken tradesman, prepared herself to expect that the letter was a petition, and watched for an opportunity to steal out of the room.
Mr. Dubster made two or three low bows, while he had his hand upon the door, and two or three more when he had shut it. He then cast his eyes round the room, and espying29 Camilla, with a leering sort of smile, said: ‘O, you’re there, ma’am! I should find you out in a hundred. I’ve got a letter for you, ma’am, and another for the gentlewoman I took for your mamma; and I was not much out in my guess, for there’s no great difference, as one may say, between a mamma and a governess; only the mother’s the more natural, like.’
He then presented her a letter, which she hastily put up, not daring to venture at a public perusal30, lest it might contain not merely something ludicrous concerning Mr. Dubster, to which she was wholly indifferent, but allusions31 to Sir Sedley Clarendel, which, in the actual situation of things, might be fatally unseasonable.
‘And now,’ said Mr. Dubster, ‘I must give up my t’other letter, asking the gentlewoman’s pardon for not giving it before; only I was willing to give the young lady her’s first, young ladies being apt to be more in a hurry than people a little in years.’
This address did not much add to the benevolent32 eagerness of Miss Margland to read the epistle, and endeavouring to decline accepting it: ‘Really,’ she said, ‘unless I know what it’s about, I’m not much used to receiving letters in that manner.’
‘As to what it’s about,’ cried he, with a half suppressed simper and nodding his head on one side; ‘that’s a bit of a secret, as you’ll see when you’ve read it.’
‘Indeed, good man, I wish you very well; but as to reading all the letters that every body brings one, it requires more time than I can pretend to have to spare, upon every trifling33 occasion.’
She would then have retired34; but Mr. Dubster, stopping her, said: ‘Why, if you don’t read it, ma’am, nobody’ll be never the wiser for what I come about, for it’s ungain-like to speak for one’s self; and the young gentleman said he’d write to you, because, he said, you’d like it the best.’
‘The young gentleman? what young gentleman?’
‘Young squire35 Tyrold; he said you’d be as pleased as any thing to tell it to the old gentleman yourself; for you was vast fond, he said, of matrimony.’
‘Matrimony? what have I to do with matrimony?’ cried Miss Margland, reddening and bridling36; ‘if it’s any vulgar trick of that kind, that Mr. Lionel is amusing himself with, I’m not quite the right sort of person to be so played upon; and I desire, mister, you’ll take care how you come to me any more upon such errands, lest you meet with your proper deserts.’
‘Dear heart! I’m not going to offer anything uncivil. As to matrimony, it’s no great joke to a man, when once he’s made his way in the world; it’s more an affair of you ladies by half.’
‘Of us? Upon my word! this is a compliment rather higher than I expected. Mr. Lionel may find, however, I have friends who will resent such impertinence, if he imagines he may send who he will to me with proposals of this sort.’
‘Lauk, ma’am, you need not be in such a fright for nothing! however, there’s your letter, ma’am,’ putting it upon the table; ‘and when you are in better cue, I suppose you’ll read it.’
Then, advancing to Camilla: ‘Now, ma’am, let’s you and I have a little talk together; but first, by good rights, I ought to speak to your uncle; only I don’t know which he is; ’twill be mortal kind if you’ll help a body out.’
Sir Hugh was going to answer for himself, when Lynmere, fatigued37 with so long a scene in which he had no share, had recourse to his friend the bell, calling out, at the same time, in a voice of impatience38, ‘No oysters yet!’
Sir Hugh now began to grow unhappy for his servants; for himself he not only could bear any thing, but still concluded he had nothing to bear; but his domestics began all to wear long faces, and, accustomed to see them happy, he was hurt to observe the change. No partiality to his nephew could disguise to him, that, long used to every possible indulgence, it was vain to hope they would submit, without murmuring, to so new a bondage39 of continual and peremptory40 commands. Instead of attending, therefore, to Mr. Dubster, he considered what apology to offer to Jacob; who suspecting by whom he was summoned, did not make his appearance till Lynmere rung again.
‘Where are these oysters?’ he then demanded; ‘have you been eating them?’
‘No, sir,’ answered he surlily; ‘we’re not so sharp set; we live in Old England; we don’t come from outlandish countries.’
This true John Bullism, Lynmere had neither sense to despise, nor humour to laugh at; and, seriously in a rage, called out, ‘Sirrah, I’ll break your bones!’ and lifted up his riding switch, with which, as well as his boots, he had re-entered the parlour.
‘The Lord be good unto me!’ cried Sir Hugh, ‘what new ways are got into the world! but don’t take it to heart, Jacob, for as to breaking your bones, after all your long services, it’s a thing I sha’n’t consent to; which I hope my nephew won’t take ill.’
Affronted41 with the master, and enraged42 with the man, Lynmere stroamed petulantly43 up and down the room, with loud and marked steps, that called, or at least disturbed the attention of everyone, exclaiming, at every turning, ‘A confounded country this! a villainous country! nothing to be had in it! I don’t know what in the world to think of that there’s any chance I can get!’
Sir Hugh, recovering, said he was sorry he was so badly off and desired Jacob not to fail procuring44 oysters if they were to be had within a mile.
‘A mile?... ten miles! say ten miles round,’ cried Lynmere ‘or you do nothing; what’s ten miles for a thing of that sort?’
‘Ten miles, nephew? what? at this time of night! why you don’t think, with all your travelling, that when they’ve got ten miles there, they’ll have ten miles to come back, and that makes count twenty.’
‘Well, sir, and suppose it was forty; what have such fellows to do better?’
Sir Hugh blessed himself, and Mr. Dubster said to Camilla: ‘So, ma’am, why you don’t read your letter, neither, no more than the gentlewoman; however, I think you may as well see a little what’s in it; though I suppose no great matters, being from a lady.’
‘A lady! what lady?’ cried she, and eagerly taking it from her pocket, saw the hand-writing of Mrs. Berlinton, and inquired how it came into his possession.
He answered, that happening to meet the lady’s footman, whom he had known something of while in business, as he was going to put it to the post, he told him he was coming to the very house, and so took it to bring himself, the man being rather in a hurry to go another way; ‘so I thought ’twas as well, ma’am,’ he added, ‘to save you the postage; for as to a day or so sooner or later, I suppose it can break no great squares, in you ladies letter-writing.’
Camilla, hastily running it over, found it contained a most pressing repetition of invitation from Mrs. Berlinton for the Southampton plan, and information that she should make a little circuit, to call and take her up at Cleves, if not immediately forbidden; the time she named for her arrival, though four days distant from the date of her letter, would be now the following morning.
This seemed, to the agitated45 spirits of Camilla, an inviting46 opening to her scheme. She gave the letter to her uncle, saying, in a fluttered manner, she should be happy to accompany Mrs. Berlinton, for a few days, if her father should not disapprove47 the excursion, and if he could himself have the goodness to spare one of the carriages to fetch her home, as Southampton was but sixteen miles off.
While Sir Hugh, amazed at this request, yet always unable to pronounce a negative to what she desired, stammered48, Edgar abruptly49 took leave.
Thunderstruck by his departure, she looked affrighted, after him, with a sigh impossible to repress; she now first weighed the hazard of what she was doing, the deep game she was inconsiderately playing. Would it sunder50... would it unite them?... Tears started into her eyes at the doubt; she did not hear her uncle’s answer; she rose to hurry out of the room; but before she could escape, the big drops rolled fast down her cheeks; and, when arrived at her chamber51, ‘I have lost him!’ she cried, ‘by my own unreflecting precipitance; I have lost him, perhaps, for ever!’
Dr. Marchmont now also took leave; Mr. Dubster desired he might speak with the baronet the next morning; and the family remained alone.
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