STANCY CASTLE.
By the kind permission of Miss Power,
A PLAY
Will shortly be performed at the above CASTLE,
IN AID OF THE FUNDS OF THE
COUNTY HOSPITAL,
By the Officers of the
ROYAL HORSE ARTILLERY,
MARKTON BARRACKS,
a.s.sISTED BY SEVERAL
LADIES OF THE NEIGHBOURHOOD.
The cast and other particulars will be duly announced in small bills. Places will be reserved on application to Mr.
Clangham, High Street, Markton, where a plan of the room may be seen.
N.B--The Castle is about twenty minutes" drive from Markton Station, to which there are numerous convenient trains from all parts of the county.
In a profound study Somerset turned and re-entered the ball-room, where he remained gloomily standing here and there for about five minutes, at the end of which he observed Captain De Stancy, who had returned punctually to his word, crossing the hall in his direction.
The gallant officer darted glances of lively search over every group of dancers and sitters; and then with rather a blank look in his face, he came on to Somerset. Replying to the latter"s inquiry for his sister that she had nearly recovered, he said, "I don"t see my father"s neighbours anywhere."
"They have gone home," replied Somerset, a trifle drily. "They asked me to make their apologies to you for leading you to expect they would remain. Miss Power was too anxious about Miss De Stancy to care to stay longer."
The eyes of De Stancy and the speaker met for an instant. That curious guarded understanding, or inimical confederacy, which arises at moments between two men in love with the same woman, was present here; and in their mutual glances each said as plainly as by words that her departure had ruined his evening"s hope.
They were now about as much in one mood as it was possible for two such differing natures to be. Neither cared further for elaborating giddy curves on that town-hall floor. They stood talking languidly about this and that local topic, till De Stancy turned aside for a short time to speak to a dapper little lady who had beckoned to him. In a few minutes he came back to Somerset.
"Mrs. Camperton, the wife of Major Camperton of my battery, would very much like me to introduce you to her. She is an old friend of your father"s, and has wanted to know you for a long time."
De Stancy and Somerset crossed over to the lady, and in a few minutes, thanks to her flow of spirits, she and Somerset were chatting with remarkable freedom.
"It is a happy coincidence," continued Mrs. Camperton, "that I should have met you here, immediately after receiving a letter from your father: indeed it reached me only this morning. He has been so kind!
We are getting up some theatricals, as you know, I suppose, to help the funds of the County Hospital, which is in debt."
"I have just seen the announcement--nothing more."
"Yes, such an estimable purpose; and as we wished to do it thoroughly well, I asked Mr. Somerset to design us the costumes, and he has now sent me the sketches. It is quite a secret at present, but we are going to play Shakespeare"s romantic drama, "Love"s Labour"s Lost," and we hope to get Miss Power to take the leading part. You see, being such a handsome girl, and so wealthy, and rather an undiscovered novelty in the county as yet, she would draw a crowded room, and greatly benefit the funds."
"Miss Power going to play herself?--I am rather surprised," said Somerset. "Whose idea is all this?"
"O, Captain De Stancy"s--he"s the originator entirely. You see he is so interested in the neighbourhood, his family having been connected with it for so many centuries, that naturally a charitable object of this local nature appeals to his feelings."
"Naturally!" her listener laconically repeated. "And have you settled who is to play the junior gentleman"s part, leading lover, hero, or whatever he is called?"
"Not absolutely; though I think Captain De Stancy will not refuse it; and he is a very good figure. At present it lies between him and Mr.
Mild, one of our young lieutenants. My husband, of course, takes the heavy line; and I am to be the second lady, though I am rather too old for the part really. If we can only secure Miss Power for heroine the cast will be excellent."
"Excellent!" said Somerset, with a spectral smile.
VII.
When he awoke the next morning at the Lord-Quantock-Arms Hotel Somerset felt quite morbid on recalling the intelligence he had received from Mrs. Camperton. But as the day for serious practical consultation about the castle works, to which Paula had playfully alluded, was now close at hand, he determined to banish sentimental reflections on the frailties that were besieging her nature, by active preparation for his professional undertaking. To be her high-priest in art, to elaborate a structure whose cunning workmanship would be meeting her eye every day till the end of her natural life, and saying to her, "He invented it,"
with all the eloquence of an inanimate thing long regarded--this was no mean satisfaction, come what else would.
He returned to town the next day to set matters there in such trim that no inconvenience should result from his prolonged absence at the castle; for having no other commission he determined (with an eye rather to heart-interests than to increasing his professional practice) to make, as before, the castle itself his office, studio, and chief abiding-place till the works were fairly in progress.
On the tenth he reappeared at Markton. Pa.s.sing through the town, on the road to Stancy Castle, his eyes were again arrested by the notice-board which had conveyed such startling information to him on the night of the ball. The small bills now appeared thereon; but when he anxiously looked them over to learn how the parts were to be allotted, he found that intelligence still withheld. Yet they told enough; the list of lady-players was given, and Miss Power"s name was one.
That a young lady who, six months ago, would scarcely join for conscientious reasons in a simple dance on her own lawn, should now be willing to exhibit herself on a public stage, simulating love-pa.s.sages with a stranger, argued a rate of development which under any circ.u.mstances would have surprised him, but which, with the particular addition, as leading colleague, of Captain De Stancy, inflamed him almost to anger. What clandestine arrangements had been going on in his absence to produce such a full-blown intention it were futile to guess.
Paula"s course was a race rather than a march, and each successive heat was startling in its eclipse of that which went before.
Somerset was, however, introspective enough to know that his morals would have taken no such virtuous alarm had he been the chief male player instead of Captain De Stancy.
He pa.s.sed under the castle-arch and entered. There seemed a little turn in the tide of affairs when it was announced to him that Miss Power expected him, and was alone.
The well-known ante-chambers through which he walked, filled with twilight, draughts, and thin echoes that seemed to reverberate from two hundred years ago, did not delay his eye as they had done when he had been ignorant that his destiny lay beyond; and he followed on through all this ancientness to where the modern Paula sat to receive him.
He forgot everything in the pleasure of being alone in a room with her.
She met his eye with that in her own which cheered him. It was a light expressing that something was understood between them. She said quietly in two or three words that she had expected him in the forenoon.
Somerset explained that he had come only that morning from London.
After a little more talk, in which she said that her aunt would join them in a few minutes, and Miss De Stancy was still indisposed at her father"s house, she rang for tea and sat down beside a little table.
"Shall we proceed to business at once?" she asked him.
"I suppose so."
"First then, when will the working drawings be ready, which I think you said must be made out before the work could begin?"
While Somerset informed her on this and other matters, Mrs. Goodman entered and joined in the discussion, after which they found it would be necessary to adjourn to the room where the plans were hanging. On their walk thither Paula asked if he stayed late at the ball.
"I left soon after you."