"Now we"ve a witness-board to go by!" said Jesse at last.
"She won"t be as easy as this all along," Jabez answered. "She"ll need plenty stakes and binders when we come to the brook."
"Well, ain"t we plenty?" Jesse pointed to the ragged perspective ahead of them that plunged downhill into the fog. "I lay there"s a cord an" a half o" firewood, let alone f.a.ggots, "fore we get anywheres anigh the brook."
"The brook"s got up a piece since morning," said Jabez. "Sounds like"s if she was over Wickenden"s door-stones."
Jesse listened, too. There was a growl in the brook"s roar as though she worried something hard.
"Yes. She"s over Wickenden"s door-stones," he replied. "Now she"ll flood acrost Alder Bay an" that"ll ease her."
"She won"t ease Jim Wickenden"s hay none if she do," Jabez grunted. "I told Jim he"d set that liddle hay-stack o" his too low down in the medder. I _told_ him so when he was drawin" the bottom for it."
"I told him so, too," said Jesse. "I told him "fore ever you did. I told him when the County Council tarred the roads up along." He pointed uphill, where unseen automobiles and road-engines droned past continually. "A tarred road, she shoots every drop o" water into a valley same"s a slate roof. "Tisn"t as "twas in the old days, when the waters soaked in and soaked out in the way o" nature. It rooshes off they tarred roads all of a lump, and naturally every drop is bound to descend into the valley. And there"s tar roads both two sides this valley for ten mile. That"s what I told Jim Wickenden when they tarred the roads last year. But he"s a valley-man. He don"t hardly ever journey uphill."
"What did he say when you told him that?" Jabez demanded, with a little change of voice.
"Why? What did he say to you when _you_ told him?" was the answer.
"What he said to you, I reckon, Jesse."
"Then, you don"t need me to say it over again, Jabez."
"Well, let be how "twill, what was he gettin" _after_ when he said what he said to me?" Jabez insisted.
"I dunno; unless you tell me what manner o" words he said to _you_."
Jabez drew back from the hedge--all hedges are nests of treachery and eavesdropping--and moved to an open cattle-lodge in the centre of the field.
"No need to go ferretin" around," said Jesse. "None can"t see us here "fore we see them."
"What was Jim Wickenden gettin" at when I said he"d set his stack too near anigh the brook?" Jabez dropped his voice. "He was in his mind."
"He ain"t never been out of it yet to my knowledge," Jesse drawled, and uncorked his tea-bottle.
"But then Jim says: "I ain"t goin" to shift my stack a yard," he says.
"The Brook"s been good friends to me, and if she be minded," he says, "to take a s.n.a.t.c.h at my hay, I ain"t settin" out to withstand her."
That"s what Jim Wickenden says to me last--last June-end "twas,"
said Jabez.
"Nor he hasn"t shifted his stack, neither," Jesse replied. "An" if there"s more rain, the brook she"ll shift it for him."
"No need tell _me_! But I want to know what Jim was gettin" _at_?"
Jabez opened his clasp-knife very deliberately; Jesse as carefully opened his. They unfolded the newspapers that wrapped their dinners, coiled away and pocketed the string that bound the packages, and sat down on the edge of the lodge manger. The rain began to fall again through the fog, and the brook"s voice rose.
"But I always allowed Mary was his lawful child, like," said Jabez, after Jesse had spoken for a while.
""Tain"t so.... Jim Wickenden"s woman she never made nothing. She come out o" Lewes with her stockin"s round her heels, an" she never made nor mended aught till she died. _He_ had to light fire an" get breakfast every mornin" except Sundays, while she sowed it abed. Then she took an"
died, sixteen, seventeen, year back; but she never had no childern."
"They was valley-folk," said Jabez apologetically. "I"d no call to go in among "em, but I always allowed Mary--"
"No. Mary come out o" one o" those Lunnon Childern Societies. After his woman died, Jim got his mother back from his sister over to Peasmarsh, which she"d gone to house with when Jim married. His mother kept house for Jim after his woman died. They do say "twas his mother led him on toward adoptin" of Mary--to furnish out the house with a child, like, and to keep him off of gettin" a noo woman. He mostly done what his mother contrived. "Cardenly, twixt "em, they asked for a child from one o" those Lunnon societies--same as it might ha" been these Barnardo children--an" Mary was sent down to "em, in a candle-box, I"ve heard."
"Then Mary is chance-born. I never knowed that," said Jabez. "Yet I must ha" heard it some time or other ..."
"No. She ain"t. "Twould ha" been better for some folk if she had been.
She come to Jim in a candle-box with all the proper papers--lawful child o" some couple in Lunnon somewheres--mother dead, father drinkin".
_And_ there was that Lunnon society"s five shillin"s a week for her.
Jim"s mother she wouldn"t despise week-end money, but I never heard Jim was much of a muck-grubber. Let be how "twill, they two mothered up Mary no bounds, till it looked at last like they"d forgot she wasn"t their own flesh an" blood. Yes, I reckon they forgot Mary wasn"t their"n by rights."
"That"s no new thing," said Jabez. "There"s more"n one or two in this parish wouldn"t surrender back their Bernarders. You ask Mark Copley an"
his woman an" that Bernarder cripple-babe o" theirs."
"Maybe they need the five shillin"," Jesse suggested.
"It"s handy," said Jabez. "But the child"s more. "Dada" he says, an"
"Mumma" he says, with his great rollin" head-piece all hurdled up in that iron collar. _He_ won"t live long--his backbone"s rotten, like. But they Copleys do just about set store by him--five bob or no five bob."
"Same way with Jim an" his mother," Jesse went on. "There was talk betwixt "em after a few years o" not takin" any more week-end money for Mary; but let alone _she_ never pa.s.sed a farden in the mire "thout longin"s, Jim didn"t care, like, to push himself forward into the Society"s remembrance. So naun came of it. The week-end money would ha"
made no odds to Jim--not after his uncle willed him they four cottages at Eastbourne _an"_ money in the bank."
"That was true, too, then? I heard something in a scadderin"
word-o"-mouth way," said Jabez.
"I"ll answer for the house property, because Jim he requested my signed name at the foot o" some papers concernin" it. Regardin" the money in the bank, he nature-ally wouldn"t like such things talked about all round the parish, so he took strangers for witnesses."
"Then "twill make Mary worth seekin" after?"
"She"ll need it. Her Maker ain"t done much for her outside nor yet in."
"That ain"t no odds." Jabez shook his head till the water showered off his hat-brim. "If Mary has money, she"ll be wed before any likely pore maid. She"s cause to be grateful to Jim."
"She hides it middlin" close, then," said Jesse. "It don"t sometimes look to me as if Mary has her natural rightful feelin"s. She don"t put on an ap.r.o.n o" Mondays "thout being druv to it--in the kitchen _or_ the hen-house. She"s studyin" to be a school-teacher. She"ll make a beauty!
I never knowed her show any sort o" kindness to n.o.body--not even when Jim"s mother was took dumb. No! "Twadn"t no stroke. It stifled the old lady in the throat here. First she couldn"t shape her words no shape; then she clucked, like, an" lastly she couldn"t more than suck down spoon-meat an" hold her peace. Jim took her to Doctor Harding, an"
Harding he bundled her off to Brighton Hospital on a ticket, but they couldn"t make no stay to her afflictions there; and she was bundled off to Lunnon, an" they lit a great old lamp inside her, and Jim told me they couldn"t make out nothing in no sort there; and, along o" one thing an" another, an" all their spyin"s and pryin"s, she come back a hem sight worse than when she started. Jim said he"d have no more hospitalizin", so he give her a slate, which she tied to her waist-string, and what she was minded to say she writ on it."
"Now, I never knowed that! But they"re valley-folk," Jabez repeated.
""Twadn"t particular noticeable, for she wasn"t a talkin" woman any time o" her days. Mary had all three"s tongue.... Well, then, two years this summer, come what I"m tellin" you. Mary"s Lunnon father, which they"d put clean out o" their minds, arrived down from Lunnon with the law on his side, sayin" he"d take his daughter back to Lunnon, after all. I was working for Mus" Dockett at Pounds Farm that summer, but I was obligin"
Jim that evenin" muckin" out his pig-pen. I seed a stranger come traipsin" over the bridge agin" Wickenden"s door-stones. "Twadn"t the new County Council bridge with the handrail. They hadn"t given it in for a public right o" way then. "Twas just a bit o" lathy old plank which Jim had throwed acrost the brook for his own conveniences. The man wasn"t drunk--only a little concerned in liquor, like--an" his back was a mask where he"d slipped in the muck comin" along. He went up the bricks past Jim"s mother, which was feedin" the ducks, an" set himself down at the table inside--Jim was just changin" his socks--an" the man let Jim know all his rights and aims regardin" Mary. Then there just about _was_ a hurly-bulloo? Jim"s fust mind was to pitch him forth, but he"d done that once in his young days, and got six months up to Lewes jail along o" the man fallin" on his head. So he swallowed his spittle an" let him talk. The law about Mary _was_ on the man"s side from fust to last, for he showed us all the papers. Then Mary come downstairs--she"d been studyin" for an examination--an" the man tells her who he was, an" she says he had ought to have took proper care of his own flesh and blood while he had it by him, an" not to think he could ree-claim it when it suited. He says somethin" or other, but she looks him up an" down, front an" backwent, an" she just tongues him scadderin" out o" doors, and he went away stuffin" all the papers back into his hat, talkin" most abusefully. Then she come back an" freed her mind against Jim an" his mother for not havin" warned her of her upbringin"s, which it come out she hadn"t ever been told. They didn"t say naun to her. They never did. _I"d_ ha" packed her off with any man that would ha" took her--an" G.o.d"s pity on him!"
"Umm!" said Jabez, and sucked his pipe.
"So then, that was the beginnin." The man come back again next week or so, an" he catched Jim alone, "thout his mother this time, an" he fair beazled him with his papers an" his talk--for the law _was_ on his side--till Jim went down into his money-purse an" give him ten shillings hush-money--he told me--to withdraw away for a bit an" leave Mary with "em."