"Well, no, I don"t know that I has. I only puts two and two together, as it were."
"But why should Sir Charles be so anxious that his son should marry this particular young lady? There would seem to be any number of eligible spinsters in the country."
"But millionairesses ain"t to be picked up every day, and I reckon the Captain ain"t anything of his own to live upon, except what his father allows him; and Sir Charles, they say, is as poor as a church mouse; but that"s all nonsense. I should like to have a quarter of what he"s got to live on."
"But you haven"t his expenses, Mrs. Tuke."
"And he needn"t have "em unless he liked. Think of their wintering abroad; it must have cost "em a heap of money."
"No doubt. But what about the "millionairess"?"
"Oh, well, it"s this way. Squire Vivian"s butler told long Joseph--that"s Sir Charles"s butler, you know--and he told the housekeeper, and she told Sarah Jelks--who is housemaid at the Hall--and she told Siah Small--who pretends to be courting her--and he told d.i.c.k Beswarick, and he told his wife Susan, and she told me, that he heard the family talking about it one day at dinner----."
"Who heard the family----?"
"Squire Vivian"s butler, of course."
"Yes, go on."
"Well, he heard them saying that it would be the best day"s work the Captain ever did if he got married, as the girl had no end of dollars."
"How did they know?"
"Very likely Sir Charles told them. Those big folks may be as close as oysters to the poor, but they talk to each other."
"Well, Mrs. Tuke, and what is the inference you draw from all this?"
"I don"t draw no inference at all. I don"t pretend to be anything but a plain woman, and I only put two and two together, though Miss Grover did say my curtains was a treat."
"She took rather a fancy to you, didn"t she?"
"It"s not for me to say that exactly, though it"s quite true she never thought any of the other women up to much, and she came here frequent, as you know."
"Yes, I remember. But when you have put two and two together, what then?"
"Well, between ourselves, I shouldn"t be a bit surprised if, after living in the same house with the Captain for a month or two, she found out he weren"t her sort and told him so."
"You think that is likely?"
"Well, I can tell you, Mr. Sterne, he wouldn"t be my sort, and Miss Grover ain"t the kind of young woman to be hustled into anything against her will."
"Well, and what next?"
"Well, suppose she told him definite, that the more she"d seen of him the less she liked him, and that she wasn"t for taking him on at any price, what would happen then?"
"Well, Mrs. Tuke, what do you suppose would happen?"
"It seems to me, Mr. Sterne," Mrs. Tuke said, impressively, "that there"d be a kettle o" fish, as it were; a kind of general upset, don"t you think so?"
"There might be."
"She couldn"t come back to Trewinion Hall again, could she?"
"Why not? I understood from her that Sir Charles was her guardian, or trustee, or something of that kind."
"But if they was all bent on her marrying the Captain and she wouldn"t?"
"The situation would be a little strained, no doubt; but she would not shun the house because she was in no humour to marry the son."
"Well, my belief is she"s cut the lot of them, as it were; that the Captain"s sick, and Sir Charles sulky, and the others too cross to talk about it."
"Meanwhile, what has become of Miss Grover?"
Mrs. Tuke straightened herself, and looked perplexed. "That is what is atroubling me," she said, sympathetically. "Between you and me I got terrible fond of her. She weren"t none of the starchy sort, and the way she would just sit down and talk to me was a treat. I might be her mother, she was that affable; and now to think she may be wandering round this lone world without a friend, as it were, fairly worries me at times."
"I don"t think you need worry, Mrs. Tuke. She is well able to take care of herself. But I am not convinced yet that she and the Captain are not married."
"Well, I be," and Mrs. Tuke sidled out of the room.
CHAPTER XXIX
GETTING AT THE TRUTH
Perhaps the only two people in St. Gaved--outside the Tregony family--who could have thrown any ray of light on the situation were Micah Martin and Timothy Polgarrow, and they, as far as the general public was concerned, were both of them discreet enough to keep their own counsel.
Micah"s chief characteristic was loyalty to the Tregony family. He had been on the estate as man and boy over fifty years. He had no ambition to be anything other than a servant, and a word of praise from his master now and then would atone for any amount of abuse. Comparative serfdom, continued through several generations, had eliminated from his blood every single corpuscle of independence. He possessed the genuine serf spirit and temper. If his master told him to lie on the floor that he might wipe his boots on him, he would have obeyed with a smile and asked no questions. He had no will of his own, no views or opinions or convictions. His master"s politics were his. His master"s wish his law.
The serf spirit made a machine of him. Even questions of right and wrong were tested by loyalty to the family. If a thing was in the interests of the Tregonys, it was right, if not it was wrong.
Yet Micah was not without a measure of shrewdness. He saw more than most people gave him credit for. In his own slow way he put two and two together. But he had the saving virtue of reticence--a most admirable quality in a servant.
Micah knew very well that the Captain lied over the Sterne affair; but that was his business. He had a reason for lying, and it was not his place to contradict him. He knew well enough that Rufus was not drunk, but it would be disloyal to his master to say so. If there was one individual about the place who could break down Micah"s reticence and get him to talk it was Madeline. She had not been a month at the Hall before she had made herself a general favourite with all the retainers.
Micah idolised her and would have given his scalp almost to please her.
Madeline discussed horticulture with him and floriculture--the mysteries of grafting and budding, the best aspect for peaches and the best soil for potatoes. Miss Grover was a wonder in Micah"s eyes. She knew so much and yet was so teachable--was so beautiful and yet so humble withal.
They talked about the Sterne affair one afternoon. Madeline approached the subject with great caution, and carefully felt her way at every step. When Micah became diffident she flattered him a little, and when he obtruded his loyalty to the family she encouraged him.
She made him feel also that she was one of the family, and that he would be perfectly justified and perfectly safe in confiding anything to her.
She talked to him about her early life, about the scenery and customs of America, and so hypnotised him with her confidence and her sweet graciousness that the old man talked more freely than he knew.
"Of course you will not repeat what I have told you, Micah?" she said, with her most winning smile.
"Of course not, Miss," Micah said, stoutly. "I wouldn"t repeat it for the world."