BEFORE the Cleves party assembled to breakfast, after the various arrangements made for Southampton, Mr. Dubster arrived and demanded an interview with Sir Hugh, who, attending him to the drawing-room, asked his pleasure.
‘Why, have not you read the young gentleman’s letter, sir?’ cried he, surprised, ‘because, he said, he’d put it all down, as a pike staff, to save time.’
Sir Hugh had not heard of it.
‘Why, then, if you please, sir, we’ll go and ask that gentlewoman, what she’s done with it. She might as well have shewed it, after the young gentleman’s taking the trouble to write it to her. But she is none of the good naturedest, I take it.’
Repairing, then, to Miss Margland, after his usual the company, ‘I ask pardon, ma’am,’ he cried; ‘but what’s the reason of your keeping the young gentleman’s letter to yourself, which was writ2 o’purpose to let the old gentleman know what I come for?’
‘Because I never trouble myself with any thing that’s impertinent,’ she haughtily3 answered: though, in fact, when the family had retired4, she had stolen downstairs, and read the letter; which contained a warm recommendation of Mr. Dubster to her favour, with abundant flippant offers to promote her own interest for so desirable a match, should Camilla prove blind to its advantages. This she had then burnt, with a determination never to acknowledge her condescension5 in opening it.
The repeated calls of Mr. Dubster procuring6 no further satisfaction; ‘Why, then, I don’t see,’ he said, ‘but what I’m as bad off, as if the young gentleman had not writ the letter, for I’ve got to speak for myself at last.’
Taking Sir Hugh, then, by a button of his coat, he desired he would go back with him to the other parlour: and there, with much circumlocution7, and unqualified declarations of his having given over all thoughts of further marrying, till the young gentleman over persuaded him of his being particular agreeable to the young lady, he solemnly proposed himself for Miss Camilla Tyrold.
Sir Hugh, who perceived in this address nothing that was ridiculous, was somewhat drawn8 from reflecting on his own disappointment, by the pity he conceived for this hopeless suitor, to whom with equal circumlocution of concern, he communicated, that his niece was on the point of marriage with a neighbour.
‘I know that,’ replied Mr. Dubster, nodding sagaciously, ‘the young gentleman having told me of the young baronight; but he said it was all against her will, being only your over teasing, and the like.’
‘The Lord be good unto me!’ exclaimed the baronet, holding up his hands–‘if I don’t think all the young boys have a mind to drive me out of my wits, one after t’other!’
Hurrying, then, back to the breakfast parlour, and to Camilla, ‘Come hither, my dear,’ he cried, ‘for here’s a gentleman come to make his addresses to you, that won’t take an answer.’
Every serious thought, and every melancholy9 apprehension10 in Camilla gave place, at this speech, to the ludicrous image of such an admirer as Mr. Dubster, foisted11 upon her by the ridiculous machinations of Lionel. She took Sir Hugh by the hand, and, drawing him away to the most distant window, said, in a low voice ‘My dear uncle, this is a mere12 trick of Lionel; the person you see here is, I believe, a tinker.’
‘A tinker!’ repeated Sir Hugh, quite loud, in defiance13 of the signs and hists! hists! of Camilla, ‘good lack! that’s a person I should never have thought of!’ Then, walking up to Mr. Dubster, who was taking into his hands all the ornaments14 from the chimney-piece, one by one, to examine, ‘Sir,’ he said, ‘you may be a very good sort of man, and I don’t doubt but you are, for proper respect for every trade in its way; but in point of marrying my niece, it’s a thing I must beg you to put out of your head; it not being a proper subject to talk of to a young lady, from a person in that line.’
‘Very well, sir,’ answered Mr. Dubster, stiffly, and pouting15, ‘it’s not of much consequence; don’t make yourself There’s nothing in what I was going to propose but what was quite genteel. I’d scorn to address a lady else. She’d have a good five hundred a-year, in case of outliving me.’
‘Good lack! five hundred a-year! who’d have thought of such a thing by the tinkering business?’
‘The what business, did you say, sir?’ cried Mr. Dubster, strutting16 up to the baronet, with a solemn frown.
‘The tinkering business, my good friend. An’t you a tinker?’
‘Sir!’ cried Mr. Dubster, swelling17, ‘I did not think, when coming to make such a handsome offer, of being affronted18 at such a rate as this. Not that I mind it. It’s not worth fretting19 about. However, as to a tinker, I’m no more a tinker than yourself, whatever put it in your head.’
‘Good lack, my dear,’ cried the baronet, to Camilla, ‘the gentleman quite denies it.’
Camilla, though unable to refrain from laughing, confessed she had received the information from Mrs. Arlbery at the Northwick breakfast, who, she now supposed, had said it in random20 sport.
Sir Hugh cordially begged his pardon, and asked him to take a seat at the breakfast table, to soften21 the undesigned offence.
A note now arrived from Mr. Tyrold to the baronet. It contained his consent to return, with Lavinia, to Cleves, and his ready, acquiescence22 in the little excursion to Southampton since Miss Margland would be superintendant of the party; ‘and since,’ he added, ‘they will have another guardian23, to whom already I consign24 my Camilla, and, upon her account, my dear Eugenia also, with the same fearless confidence I should feel in seeing them again under the maternal25 wing.’
Sir Hugh, who always read his letters aloud, said, when he had done: ‘See what it is to be a good boy! my brother looks upon young Mr. Edgar as these young girls’ husband already; that is, of one of them; by which means the other becomes his sister; which, I’m sure, is a trouble he won’t mind, except as a pleasure.’ Camilla’s distress26 at this speech past unnoticed, from the abrupt27 entrance of Lynmere, giving orders aloud to his servant to get ready for Southampton.
Inflamed28 with triumph in his recent success in baffling his uncle, that youth was in the most turbulent spirits, and fixed29 a resolution either to lord it over the whole house, or regain30 at once his liberty for returning to the Continent.
Forcing a chair between Sir Hugh and Camilla, he seized rapidly whatever looked most inviting31 from every plate on the table, to place upon his own, murmuring the whole time against the horses, delaring the stud the most wretched he had ever seen, and protesting the old groom32 must be turned away without loss of time.
‘What, Jacob?’ cried the baronet; ‘why, nephew, he has lived with me from a boy; and now he’s grown old, I’d sooner rub down every horse with my own hand, than part with him.’
‘He must certainly go, sir. There’s no keeping him. I may be tempted33 else to knock his brains out some day. Besides, I have a very good fellow I can recommend to you of my own.’
‘Clermont, I’ve no doubt of his being a good fellow, which I’m very glad of; but as to your always knocking out the brains of my servants, it’s a thing I must beg you not to talk of any more, being against the law. Besides which, it don’t sound very kind of you, considering their having done you no harm; never having seen your face, as one may say, except just to wait upon you; which can hardly be reckoned a bad office; besides a servant’s being a man, as well as you whether Homer and Horace tell you so or no.’
To see Sir Hugh displeased34, was a sight new to the whole house. Camilla and Eugenia, mutually pained for him, endeavoured, by various little kind offices, to divert his attention; but Indiana thought his displeasure proved her brother to be a wit; and Clermont rose in spirits and in insolence35 upon the same idea: too shallow to know, that of all the qualities with which the perversity36 of human nature is gifted, and power which is the most common to attain37, and the most easy to practise, is the art of provoking.
Jacob now appearing, Lynmere ordered some shrimps39.
There were none
‘There’s nothing to be had! ’Tis a wretched county this!’
‘You’ll get nice shrimps at Southampton, sir, by what hear,’ said Mr. Dubster. ‘Tom Hicks says he has been sick with ’em many a day, he’s eat such a heap. They gets ’em by hundreds and hundreds, and hundreds at a time.’
‘Pray, nephew, how long shall you stay? because of my nieces coming back at the same time.’
‘A fortnight’s enough to tire me anywhere, sir. Pray what do you all do with yourselves here after breakfast? What’s your mode?’
‘Mode, nephew? we’ve got no particular mode that ever I heard of. However, among so many of us, I think it’s a little hard, if you can find nothing to say to us; all, in a manner, your relations too.’
‘We take no notice of relations now, sir; that’s out.’
‘I’m sorry for it, nephew, for a relation’s a relation, whether you take notice of him or not. And there’s ne’er an ode in Virgil will tell you to the contrary, as I believe.’
A short silence now ensued, which was broken by a sigh from Sir Hugh, who ejaculated to himself, though aloud, ‘I can’t but think what my poor friend Westwyn will do, if his son’s come home in this manner! caring for nobody, but an oyster40, or a shrimp38;... unless it’s a newspaper!’
‘And what should a man care for else, my good old friend, in a desert place such as this?’
‘Good old friend!’ repeated the baronet; ‘to be sure, I’m not very young.... However, as to that... but you mean no harm, I know, for which reason I can’t be so ill-natured as to take it ill. However, if poor Westwyn is served in this... way... He’s my dearest friend that I’ve got, out of us all here, of my own kin1, and he’s got only one son, and he sent him to foreign parts only for cheapness; and if he should happen to like nothing he can get at home, it won’t answer much in saving, to send out for things all day long.’
‘O don’t be troubled, sir; Westwyn’s but a poor creature. He’ll take up with anything. He lived within his allowance the whole time. A mighty41 poor creature.’
‘I’m glad of it! glad of it, indeed!’ cried Sir Hugh, with involuntary eagerness; ‘I should have been sorry if my poor good old friend had had such disappointment.’
‘Upon my honour,’ cried Lymnere, piqued42, ‘the quoz of the present season are beyond what a man could have hoped to see!’
‘Quoz! what’s quoz, nephew?’
‘Why, it’s a thing there’s no explaining to you sort of gentlemen; and sometimes we say quiz, my good old Sir.’
Sir Hugh, now, for almost the first time in his life, felt seriously affronted. His utmost lenity could not palliate the wilful43 disrespect of his language; and, with a look of grave displeasure, he answered, ‘Really, nephew, I can’t but say, I think you’ve got rather a particular odd way of speaking to persons. As to talking so much about people’s being old, you’d do well to consider that’s no fault in anybody; except one’s years, which is what we can’t be said to help.’
‘You descant44 too much upon words, Sir; we have left off, now, using them with such prodigious45 precision. It’s quite over, Sir.’
‘O, my dear Clermont!’ cried Sir Hugh, losing his short movement of anger in a more tender sensation of concern, ‘how it goes to my heart to see you turn out such a jackanapes!’
Lynmere, resentfully hanging back, said no more: and Mr. Dubster, having drunk seven dishes of tea, with a long apology between each for the trouble, gladly seized the moment of pause, to ask Camilla when she had heard from their friend Mrs. Mittin, adding, ‘I should have brought you a letter from her, ma’am, myself, but that I was rather out of sorts with her; for happening to meet her, the day as you went, walking on them Pantiles, with some of her quality binding46, when I was not dressed out quite in my best becomes, she made as if she did not know me. Not as it signifies. It’s pretty much of a muchness to me. I remember her another sort of person to what she looks now, before I was a gentleman myself.’
‘Why, pray, what was you then, Sir?’ cried Sir Hugh, with great simplicity47.
‘As to that, Sir, there’s no need to say whether I was one thing I know of; I’m not in the least ashamed of what I was.’
Sir Hugh seeing him offended, was beginning an apology; but, interrupting him, ‘No, Sir,’ he said, ‘there’s no need to say nothing about it. It’s not a thing to take much to heart. I’ve been defamed often enough, I hope, to be above minding it. Only just this one thing, sir; I beg I may have the favour to be introduced to that lady as had the obligingness to call me a tinker, when I never was no such thing.’
Breakfast now being done, the ladies retired to prepare for their journey.
‘Well,’ cried Mr. Dubster, looking after Eugenia, ‘that little lady will make no great figure at such a place as Southton. I would not have her look out for a husband there.’
‘She’d have been just the thing for me!’ cried Lynmere, haughtily rising, and conceitedly48 parading his fine form up and down the room; his eyes catching49 it from looking-glass to looking glass, by every possible contrivance; ‘just the thing! matched to perfection!’
‘Lord help me! if I don’t find myself in the dark about every thing!’ cried Sir Hugh; ‘who’d have thought of you scholars thinking so much of beauty; I should be glad to know what your classics say to that point?’
‘Faith, my good sir, I never trouble myself to ask. From the time we begin our tours, we wipe away all that stuff as fast as possible from our thoughts.’
‘Why, pray, nephew, what harm could it do to your tours?’
‘We want room, sir, room in the pericranium! As soon as we begin to travel, we give up everything to taste. And then we want clear heads. Clear heads, sir, for pictures, statues, busts50, relievos, basso relievos, tablets, monuments, mausoleums.’
‘If you go on at that rate, nephew,’ interrupted Sir Hugh, holding his ears, ‘you’ll put my poor head quite into a whirligig. And it’s none of the deepest already, Lord help me!’
Lynmere now, without ceremony, made off; and Mr. Dubster, left alone with the baronet, said they might as well proceed to business. ‘So pray, sir, if I may make bold, in the case we come to a right understanding about the young lady, what do you propose to give her down?’
Sir Hugh, staring, inquired what he meant.
‘Why, I mean, sir, what shall you give her at the first? I know she’s to have it all at your demise51; but that i’n’t the bird in the hand. Now, when once I know that, I can make my offers, which shall be handsome or not, according. And that’s but fair. So how much can you part with, sir?’
‘Not a guinea!’ cried Sir Hugh, with some emotion; ‘I can’t give her anything! Mr. Edgar knows that.’
‘That’s hard, indeed, sir. What nothing for a setting out? And, pray, sir, what may the sum total be upon your demise?’
‘Not a penny!’ cried Sir Hugh, with still more agitation52: ‘Don’t you know I’ve disinherited her?’
‘Disinherited her? why this is bad news enough! And pray, sir, what for?’
‘Nothing! She never offended me in thought, word, nor deed!’
‘Well that’s odd enough. And when did you do it, sir?
‘The very week she was nine years old, poor thing! Which I shall never forget as long as I live, being my worst action.’
‘Well, this is particular enough! And young squire53 Tyrold’s never heard a word of it: which is somewhat a wonder too.’
‘Not heard of it? Why the whole family know it! I’ve settled everything I was worth in the world upon her younger sister, that you saw sitting by her.’
‘Well, if Tom Hicks did not as good as tell me so ever so long ago, though the young squire said it was all to the contrary: what for, I don’t know; unless to take me in. But he won’t find that quite so easy, asking his pardon. Matrimony’s a good thing enough, when it’s to help a man forward: but a person must be a fool indeed, to put himself out of his way for nothing.’
He then formally wished the baronet a good day, and hastened from the house, puffed54 up with vain glory, at his own sagacious precautions, which had thus happily saved him from being tricked into unprofitable wedlock55.
Mrs. Berlinton now arrived, and, as Camilla was ready, though trembling, doubtful, apprehensive56 of the step she was taking, declined alighting. A general meeting was to take place at the inn: and the baronet, putting a twenty pound note into her hand, with the most tender blessings57 parted with his darling niece. And then, surprised at not seeing Edgar to breakfast, sent his butler to tell him the history of the excursion.
Lynmere was already set off on horseback: and the party, consisting of Dr. Orkborne, Miss Margland, Indiana, and Eugenia, followed two hours after, in the coach of the baronet, which drove from the park as the chaise entered it with Mr. Tyrold and Lavinia, to supply their places.
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