There is a ghostly tapping (as of some departed spirit who would fain enter once again into the old halls so long forgotten) against the window pane5. Doubtless it is some waving branch flung hither and thither6 by the cruel tempest that rages without. Shadows come and go; and eerie7 thoughts oppress the breast:—
"Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching loud,
"What a wretched evening!" says Violet, with a little shiver. "Geoffrey, draw the curtains closer."
"Night has always the effect of making bad look worse," says Doatie with a sad attempt at cheerfulness. "Never mind; morning will soon be here again."
"But why should night produce melancholy12?" says Nicholas, dreamily. "It is but a reflection of the greater light, after all. What does Richter call it? 'The great shadow and profile of day.' It is our own morbid13 fancies that make us dread14 it."
"Nevertheless, close the curtains, Geoffrey, and ask Lady Rodney if she would not like tea now," says Violet, sotto voce.
Somebody pokes15 the fire, until a crimson16 light streams through the room. The huge logs are good-naturedly inclined, and burst their great sides in an endeavor to promote more soothing17 thought.
"As things are so unsettled, Nicholas, perhaps we had better put off our dance," says Lady Rodney, presently. "It may only worry you, and distress18 us all."
"No. It will not worry me. Let us have our dance by all means," says Nicholas, recklessly. "Why should we cave in, in such hot haste? It will give us all something to think about. Why not get up tableaux19? Our last were rather a success. And to represent Nero fiddling20, whilst Rome was on fire, would be a very appropriate one for the present occasion."
He laughs a little as he says this, but there is no mirth in his laugh.
"Nicholas, come here," says Doatie, anxiously, from out the shadow in which she is sitting, somewhat away from the rest. And Nicholas, going to her finds comfort and grows calm again beneath the touch of the slim little fingers she slips into his beneath the cover of the friendly darkness, "I don't see why we shouldn't launch out into reckless extravagance now our time threatens to be so short," says Jack21, moodily22. "Let's us entertain our neighbors right royally before the end comes. Why not wind up like the pantomimes, with showers of gold and rockets and the gladsome noise of ye festive23 cracker24?"
"Well, why not?" says Captain Rodney, undaunted by this small snub. "It is far more difficult to talk than sense. Any fellow can do that. If I were to tell you that Nolly is sound asleep, and that if he lurches even half a degree more to the right he will presently be lost to sight among the glowing embers" (Nolly rouses himself with a start), "you would probably tell me I was a very silly fellow to waste breath over such a palpable fact, but it would be sense nevertheless. I hope I haven't disturbed you, Nolly? On such a night as this a severe scorching26 would perhaps be a thing to be desired."
"Thanks. I'll put it off for a night or two," says Nolly, sleepily.
"Besides, I don't believe I was talking nonsense," goes on Jack in an aggrieved27 tone. "My last speech had very little folly28 in it. I feel the time is fast approaching when we sha'n't have money even to meet our tailors' bills."
"'In the midst of life we are in debt,'" says Nolly, solemnly. Which is the best thing he could have said, as it makes them all laugh in spite of their pending29 misfortunes.
"Nolly is waking up. I am afraid we sha'n't have that auto30 da fe, after all," says Jack in a tone of rich disappointment. "I feel as if we are going to be done out of a good thing."
"What a day we're avin'," says Mr. Darling, disdaining31 to notice this puerile32 remark. "It's been pouring since early dawn. I feel right down cheap,—very nearly as depressed33 as when last night Nicholas stuck me down to dance with the Æsthetic."
"Lady Lilias Eaton, you mean?" asks Lady Rodney. "That reminds me we are bound to go over there to-morrow. At least, some of us."
"Mona must go," says Nicholas, quickly. "Lady Lilias made a point of it. You will go, Mona?"
"I should very much like to go," says Mona, gently, and with some eagerness. She has been sitting very quietly with her hands before her, hardly hearing what is passing around her,—lost, buried in thought.
"Poor infant! It is her first essay," says Nolly, pitifully.
"Wait till to-morrow evening, and see if you will feel as you do now. Your cheerful complaisance34 in this matter is much to be admired. And Nicholas should be grateful But I think you will find one dose of Lady Lilias and her ancient Briton sufficient for your lifetime."
"You used to be tremendous friends there at one time," says Geoffrey; "never out of the house."
"I used to stay there occasionally when old Lord Daintree was alive, if you mean that," says Nolly, meekly35. "As far as I can recollect36, I was always shipped there when naughty, or troublesome, or in the way at home; and as a rule I was always in the way. There is a connection between the Eatons and my mother, and Anadale saw a good deal of me off and on during the holidays. It was a sort of rod in pickle37, or dark closet, that used to be held over my head when in disgrace."
"Lilias must have been quite a child then," says Lady Rodney.
"She was never a child: she was born quite grown up. But the ancient Britons had not come into favor at that time: so she was a degree more tolerable. Bless me," says Mr. Darling, with sudden animation38, "what horrid39 times I put in there. The rooms were ghastly enough to freeze the blood in one's veins40, and no candles would light 'em. The beds were all four-posters, with heavy curtains round them, so high that one had to get a small ladder to mount into bed. I remember one time—it was during harvest, and the mowers were about—I suggested to Lord Daintree he should get the men in to mow41 down the beds; but no one took any notice of my proposal, so it fell to the ground. I was frightened to death, and indeed was more in awe42 of the four-posters than of the old man, who wasn't perhaps half bad."
Dorothy from her corner laughs gayly. "Poor old Noll," she says: "it was his unhappy childhood that blighted43 his later years and made him the melancholy object he is."
"Well, you know, it was much too much,—it was really," says Mr. Darling, very earnestly. "Mrs. Geoffrey, won't you come to my rescue?".
Mrs. Geoffrey, thus addressed, rouses herself, and says, "What can I do for you?" in a far-away tone that proves she has been in thought-land miles away from every one. Through her brain some words are surging. Her mind has gone back to that scene in the conservatory44 last night when she and Paul Rodney had been together. What was it he had said? What were the exact words he had used? She lays two fingers on her smooth white brow, and lets a little frown—born only of bewildered thought—contract its fairness.
"A scheme," he had said; and then in a moment the right words flash across her brain. "A brilliant chance, a splendid scheme." What words for an honest man to use! Could he be honest? Was there any flaw, any damning clause anywhere in all this careful plot, so cleverly constructed to bring ruin upon the heads of these people who have crept into her tender heart?
"Where are you now, Mona?" asks Geoffrey, suddenly, laying his hand with a loving pressure on her shoulder. "In Afghanistan or Timbuctoo? Far from us, at least." There is a little vague reproach and uneasiness in his tone.
"No; very near you,—nearer than you think," says Mona, quick to notice any variation in his tone, awaking from her reverie with a start, and laying one of her hands over his. "Geoffrey," earnestly, "what is the exact meaning of the word 'scheme'? Would an honest man (surely he would not) talk of scheming?" Which absurd question only shows how unlearned she yet is in the great lessons of life.
"Well, that is rather a difficult question to answer," says Geoffrey. "Monsieur de Lesseps, when dreaming out the Suez Canal, called it a scheme; and he, I presume, is an honest man. Whereas, on the other side, if a burglar were arranging to steal all your old silver, I suppose he would call that a scheme too. What have you on the brain now, darling? You are not going to defraud45 your neighbor, I hope."
"It is very strange," says Mona, with a dissatisfied sigh, "but I'll tell you all about it by and by."
"Shall we ask the Carsons to our dance, Nicholas?" asks his mother, at this moment.
"Ask any one you like,—any one, I mean, that is not quite impossible," says Nicholas.
"Edith Carson is very nearly so, I think."
"Is that the girl who spoke47 to you, Geoffrey, at the tea room door?" asks Mona, with some animation.
"Yes. Girl with light, frizzy hair and green eye."
"A strange girl, I thought, but very pretty. Yes—was it English she talked?"
"Of the purest," says Geoffrey.
"What did she say, Mona?" inquired Doatie.
"I am not sure that I can tell you,—at least not exactly as she said it," says Mona, with hesitation48. "I didn't quite understand her; but Geoffrey asked her how she was enjoying herself, and she said it was 'fun all through;' and that she was amusing herself just then by hiding from her partner, Captain Dunscombe, who was hunting for her 'all over the shop,'—it was 'shop,' she said, wasn't it, Geoff? And that it did her good to see him in a tearing rage, in fact on a regular 'champ,' because it vexed49 Tricksy Newcombe, whose own particular he was in the way of 'pals50.'"
Everybody laughs. In fact, Nolly roars.
"Did she stop there?" he says: "that was unworthy of her. Breath for once must have failed her, as nothing so trivial as want of words could have influenced Miss Carson."
"You should have seen Mona," says Geoffrey. "She opened her eyes and her lips, and gazed fixedly51 upon the lively Edith. Curiosity largely mingled52 with awe depicted53 itself upon her expressive54 countenance55. She was wondering whether she should have to conquer that extraordinary jargon56 before being pronounced fit for polite society."
"No, indeed," says Mona, laughing. "But it surely wasn't English, was it? That is not the way everybody talks, surely."
"Everybody," says Geoffrey; "that is, all specially57 nice people. You won't be in the swim at all, unless you take to that sort of thing."
"Then you are not a nice person yourself."
"I am far from it, I regret to say; but time cures all things, and I trust to that and careful observation to reform me."
"And I am to say 'pals' for friends, and call it pure English?"
"It is not more extraordinary, surely, than calling a drunken young man 'tight,'" says Lady Rodney, with calm but cruel meaning.
Mona blushes painfully.
"Well, no; but that is pure Irish," says Geoffrey, unmoved. Mona, with lowered head, turns her wedding-ring round and round upon her finger, and repents58 bitterly that little slip of hers when talking with the duchess last night.
"If I must ask Edith Carson, I shall feel I am doing something against my will," says Lady Rodney.
"We have all to do that at times," says Sir Nicholas. "And there is another person, mother, I shall be glad if you will send a card to."
"Certainly dear. Who is it?"
"Paul Rodney," replies he, very distinctly.
"Nicholas!" cries his mother, faintly: "this is too much!"
"But this is morbid,—a foolish pride," protests she, passionately60, while all the others are struck dumb at this suggestion from Nicholas. Is his brain failing? Is his intellect growing weak, that he should propose such a thing? Even Doatie, who as a rule supports Nicholas through evil report and good, sits silent and aghast at his proposition.
"What has he done that he should be excluded?" demands Nicholas, a little excitedly. "If he can prove a first right to claim this property, is that a crime? He is our cousin: why should we be the only people in the whole countryside to treat him with contempt? He has committed no violation61 of the law, no vile62 sin has been laid to his charge beyond this fatal one of wanting his own—and—and——"
He pauses. In the darkness a loving, clinging hand has again crept into his, full of sweet entreaty63, and by a gentle pressure has reduced him to calmness.
"Ask him, if only to please me," he says, wearily.
"Everything shall be just as you wish it, dearest," says his mother, with unwonted tenderness, and then silence falls upon them all.
The fire blazes up fiercely, and anon drops its flame and sinks into insignificance64 once more. Again the words that bear some vague but as yet undiscovered meaning haunt Mona's brain. "A splendid scheme." A vile conspiracy65, perhaps. Oh, that she might be instrumental in saving these people from ruin, among whom her lot had been cast! But how weak her arm! How insufficient66 her mind to cope with an emergency like this!
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