Roland Cashel Volume Ii Part 3

"So I perceive," said he, in an undertone; then added, in a voice audible enough to be heard by the rest, "I am too vain of my architectural merits to leave their discovery to chance; and as you are good enough to say you would like to see the house, pray will your Ladyship accept my arm while I perform the cicerone on myself?"

The _coup_ succeeded, and, to avoid the difficulty and embarra.s.sment a refusal would have created, Lady Kilgoff arose, and prepared to accompany him.

"Eh, what--what is't, my Lady?" said Lord Kilgoff, suddenly awaking from a kind of lethargic slumber, as she whispered some words in his ear.

"Her Ladyship is telling you not to be jealous, my Lord, while she is making the tour of the house with Mr. Linton," said Lady Janet, with a malicious sparkle of her green eyes.

"Why not make it a royal progress?" said Sir Harvey. "Her Majesty the Queen might like it well."

"Her Majesty likes everything that promises amus.e.m.e.nt," said the wild romp; "come, Charley, give us your arm.

"No, I 've got a letter or two to write," said he, rudely; "there 's Upton or Jennings quite ready for any foolery."

"This is too bad!" cried she; and through all the pantomime of mock royalty, a real tear rose to her eyes, and rolled heavily down her cheek; then, with a sudden change of humor, she said, "Mr. Cashel, will _you_ take me?"

The request was too late, for already he had given his arm to Lady Janet,--an act of devotion he was performing with the expression of a saint under martyrdom.

"Sir Harvey,--there's no help for it,--we are reduced to _you_."

But Sir Harvey was leaving the room with Olivia Kenny-f.e.c.k. In fact, couples paired off in every direction; the only disengaged cavalier being Sir Andrew MacFarline, who, with a sardonic grin on his features, came hobbling forward, as he said,--

"Te maunna tak sich long strides, Missy, if ye ga wf me, for I've got a couple o' ounces of Langredge shot in my left knee--forbye the gout in both ankles."

"I say, Jim," called out Lord Charles, as she moved away, "if you like to ride Princepino this afternoon, he's-ready for you."

"Are _you_ going?" said she, turning her head.

"Yes."

"Then _I'll_ not go." And so saying, she left the room.

When Linton, accompanied by Lady Kilgoff, issued from the drawing-room, instead of proceeding through the billiard-room towards the suite which formed the "show" part of the mansion, he turned abruptly to his left, and, pa.s.sing through a narrow corridor, came out upon a terrace, at the end of which stood a large conservatory, opening into the garden.

"I ask pardon," said he, "if I reverse the order of our geography, and show you the frontiers of the realm before we visit the capital; but otherwise we shall only be the advance-guard of that interesting company who have nothing more at heart than to overhear us."

Lady Kilgoff walked along without speaking, at his side, having relinquished the support of his arm with a stiff, frigid courtesy. Had any one been there to mark the two-figures, as side by side they went, each deep in thought, and not even venturing a glance at the other, he might well have wondered what strange link could connect them. It was thus they entered the conservatory, where two rows of orange-trees formed a lane of foliage almost impenetrable to the eye.

"As this may be the last time we shall ever speak together in secret--"

"You have promised as much, sir," said she, interrupting; and the very rapidity of her utterance betrayed the eagerness of her wish.

"Be it so, madam," replied he, coldly, and with a tone of sternness very different from that he had used at first. "I have ever preferred your wishes to my own. I shall never prove false to that allegiance. As we are now about to speak on terms which never can be resumed, let us at least be frank. Let us use candor with each other. Even unpleasing truth is better at such a moment than smooth-tongued insincerity."

"This preamble does not promise well," said Lady Kilgoff, with a cold smile.

"Not, perhaps, for the agreeability of our interview, but it may save us both much time and much temper. I have said that you are changed towards me."

"Oh, sir! if I had suspected that this was to be the theme--" She stopped, and seemed uncertain, when he finished the speech for her.

"You would never have accorded me this meeting. Do be frank, madam, and spare me the pain of self-inflicted severity. Well, I will not impose upon your kindness,--nor indeed was such my intention, if you had but heard me out. Yes, madam, I should have told you that while I deplore that alteration, I no more make you chargeable with it, than _you_ can call _me_ to account for cherishing a pa.s.sion without a hope. Both one and the other are independent of us. That one should forget and the other remember is beyond mere volition."

He waited for some token of a.s.sent, some slight evidence of concurrence; but none came, and he resumed:

"When first I had the happiness of being distinguished by some slight show of your preference, there were many others who sought with eagerness for that position I was supposed to occupy in your favor. It was the first access of vanity in my heart, and it cost me dearly. Some envied me; some scoffed; some predicted that my triumph would be a brief one; some were rude enough to say that I was only placed like a buoy, to show the pa.s.sage, and that I should lie fast at anchor while others sailed on with prosperous gale and favoring fortune. You, madam, best know which of these were right. I see that I weary you. I can conceive how distasteful all these memories must be, nor should I evoke them without absolute necessity. To be brief, then, you are now about to play over with another the very game by which you once deceived me. It is your caprice to sacrifice another to your vanity; but know, madam, the liberties which the world smiled at in Miss Gardiner will be keenly criticised in the Lady Kilgoff. In the former case, the most malevolent could but hint at a _mesalliance_; in the latter, evil tongues can take a wider lat.i.tude. To be sure, the fascinating qualities of the suitor, his wealth, his enviable position, will plead with some; my Lord's age and decrepitude will weigh with others: but even these charitable persons will not spare _you_. Your own s.e.x are seldom over-merciful in their judgments. Men are unscrupulous enough to hint that there was no secret in the matter; some will go further, and affect to say that they themselves were not unfavorably looked on."

"Will you give me a chair, sir?" said she, in a voice which, though barely above a whisper, vibrated with intense pa.s.sion. Linton hastened to fetch a seat, his whole features glowing with the elation of his vengeance. This pa.s.sed rapidly away, and as he placed the chair for her to sit down, his face had resumed its former cold, almost melancholy expression.

"I hope you are not ill?" said he, with an air of feeling.

A glance of the most ineffable scorn was her only reply.

"It is with sincere sorrow that I inflict this pain upon you,--indeed, when I heard of that unhappy yacht excursion, my mind was made up to see Lord Kilgoff the very moment of his arrival, and, on any pretence, to induce him to leave this. This hope, however, was taken from me, when I beheld the sad state into which he had fallen, leaving me no other alternative than to address yourself. I will not hurt your ears by repeating the inventions, each full of falsehood, that heralded your arrival here. The insulting discussions how you should be met--whether your conduct had already precluded your acceptance amongst the circle of your equals--or, that you were only a subject of avoidance to mothers of marriageable daughters, and maiden ladies of excessive virtue. You have mixed in the world, and therefore can well imagine every ingenious turn of this peculiar eloquence. How was I--I who have known--I who--nay, madam, not a word shall pa.s.s my lips in reference to that theme--I would only ask, Could I hear these things, could I see your foot nearing the cliff, and not cry out, Stop?--Another step, and you are lost! There are women who can play this dangerous game with cool heads and cooler hearts: schooled in all the frigid indifference that would seem the birthright of a certain cla.s.s, the secrets of their affections die with them; but you are not one of these. Born in what they would call an humbler, but I should call a far higher sphere, where the feelings are fresher and the emotions purer, _you_ might chance to--fall in love!"

A faint smile, so faint that it conveyed no expression to her eyes, was Lady Kilgoff's acknowledgment of these last words.

"Have you finished, sir?" said she, as, after a pause of some seconds, he stood still.

"Not yet, madam," replied he, dryly.

"In that case, sir, would it not be as well to tell the man who is lingering yonder to leave this? except, perhaps, it may be your desire to have a witness to your words."

Linton started, and grew deadly pale; for he now perceived that the man must have been in the conservatory during the entire interview.

Hastening round to where he stood, his fears were at once dispelled; for it was the Italian sailor, Giovanni, who, in the multiplicity of his accomplishments, was now a.s.sisting the gardener among the plants.

"It is of no consequence, madam," said he, returning; "the man is an Italian, who understands nothing of English."

"_You_ are always fortunate, Mr. Linton," said she, with a deep emphasis on the p.r.o.noun.

"I have ceased to boast of my good luck for many a day."

"Having, doubtless, so many other qualities to be proud of," said she, with a malicious sparkle of her dark eyes.

"The question is now, madam, of one far more interesting than me."

"Can that be possible, sir? Is any one's welfare of such moment to his friends--to the world at large--as the high-minded, the honorable, the open-hearted Mr. Linton, who condescends, for the sake of a warning to his young friends, to turn gambler and ruin them; while he has the daring courage to single out a poor unprotected woman, without one who could rightly defend her, and, under the miserable mask of interest, to insult her?"

"Is it thus you read my conduct, madam?" said he, with an air at once sad and reproachful.

"Not altogether, Mr. Linton. Besides the ineffable pleasure of giving pain, I perceive that you are acquitting a debt,--the debt of hate you owe me; because--But I cannot descend to occupy the same level with you in this business. My reply to you is a very short one. Your insult to me must go unpunished; for, as you well know, I have not one to resent it.

You have, however, introduced another name in this discussion; to that gentleman I will reveal all that you have said this day. The consequences may be what they will, I care not; I never provoked them.

You best know, sir, how the reckoning will fare with you."

Linton grew pale, almost lividly so, while he bit his lip till the very blood came; then, suddenly recovering himself, he said: "I am not aware of having mentioned a name. I think your Ladyship must have been mistaken; but"--and here he laughed slightly--"you will scarce succeed in sowing discord between me and my old friend, Lord Charles Frobisher."

"Lord Charles Frobisher!" echoed she, almost stunned with the effrontery.

"You seem surprised, madam. I trust your Ladyship meant no other."

The insolence of his manner, as he said this, left her unable for some minutes to reply, and when she did speak, it was with evident effort.