"How can you say such horrid things?"
"I think I shall,--some day. What right have I to stand in his way?
He spoke to me the other day about Jeffrey"s altered position, and I knew what he meant;--or rather what he didn"t mean to say, but what he thought. But I shan"t kill myself."
"I should think not."
"I only know one other way," said Lady Glencora.
"You are thinking of things which should never be in your thoughts,"
said Alice vehemently. "Have you no trust in G.o.d"s providence? Cannot you accept what has been done for you?"
Mr. Bott had gone away, much to Lady Glencora"s delight, but had unfortunately come back again. On his return Alice heard more of the feud between the d.u.c.h.ess and Mrs. Conway Sparkes. "I did not tell you," said Lady Glencora to her friend;--"I did not tell you before he went that I was right about his tale-bearing."
"And did he bear tales?"
"Yes; I did get the scolding, and I know very well that it came through him, though Mr. Palliser did not say so. But he told me that the d.u.c.h.ess had felt herself hurt by that other woman"s way of talking."
"But it was not your fault."
"No; that"s what I said. It was he who desired me to ask Mrs. Conway Sparkes to come here. I didn"t want her. She goes everywhere, and it is thought a catch to get her; but if she had been drowned in the Red Sea I shouldn"t have minded. When I told him that, he said it was nonsense,--which of course it was; and then he said I ought to make her hold her tongue. Of course I said I couldn"t. Mrs. Conway Sparkes wouldn"t care for me. If she quizzed me, myself, I told him that I could take care of myself, though she were ten times Mrs. Conway Sparkes, and had written finer poetry than Tennyson."
"It is fine;--some of it," said Alice.
"Oh, I dare say! I know a great deal of it by heart, only I wouldn"t give her the pleasure of supposing that I had ever thought so much about her poetry. And then I told him that I couldn"t take care of the d.u.c.h.ess,--and he told me that I was a child."
"He only meant that in love."
"I am a child; I know that. Why didn"t he marry some strong-minded, ferocious woman that could keep his house in order, and frown Mrs.
Sparkes out of her impudence? It wasn"t my fault."
"You didn"t tell him that."
"But I did. Then he kissed me, and said it was all right, and told me that I should grow older. "And Mrs. Sparkes will grow more impudent,"
I said, "and the d.u.c.h.ess more silly." And after that I went away. Now this horrid Mr. Bott has come back again, and only that it would be mean in me to condescend so far, I would punish him. He grins and smiles at me, and rubs his big hands more than ever, because he feels that he has behaved badly. Is it not horrid to have to live in the house with such people?"
"I don"t think you need mind him much."
"Yes; but I am the mistress here, and am told that I am to entertain the people. Fancy entertaining the d.u.c.h.ess of St. Bungay and Mr. Bott!"
Alice had now become so intimate with Lady Glencora that she did not scruple to read her wise lectures,--telling her that she allowed herself to think too much of little things,--and too much also of some big things. "As regards Mr. Bott," said Alice, "I think you should bear it as though there were no such person."
"But that would be pretence,--especially to you."
"No; it would not be pretence; it would be the reticence which all women should practise,--and you, in your position, more almost than any other woman." Then Lady Glencora pouted, told Alice that it was a pity she had not married Mr. Palliser, and left her.
That evening,--the evening of Mr. Bott"s return to Matching, that gentleman found a place near to Alice in the drawing-room. He had often come up to her, rubbing his hands together, and saying little words, as though there was some reason from their positions that they two should be friends. Alice had perceived this, and had endeavoured with all her force to shake him off; but he was a man, who if he understood a hint, never took it. A cold shoulder was nothing to him, if he wanted to gain the person who showed it him. His code of perseverance taught him that it was a virtue to overcome cold shoulders. The man or woman who received his first overtures with grace would probably be one on whom it would be better that he should look down and waste no further time; whereas he or she who could afford to treat him with disdain would no doubt be worth gaining.
Such men as Mr. Bott are ever gracious to cold shoulders. The colder the shoulders, the more gracious are the Mr. Botts.
"What a delightful person is our dear friend, Lady Glencora!" said Mr. Bott, having caught Alice in a position from which she could not readily escape.
Alice had half a mind to differ, or to make any remark that might rid her from Mr. Bott. But she did not dare to say a word that might seem to have been said playfully. "Yes, indeed," she replied. "How very cold it is to-night!" She was angry with herself for her own stupidity as soon as the phrase was out of her mouth, and then she almost laughed as she thought of the d.u.c.h.ess and the hot-water pipes at Longroyston.
"Yes, it is cold. You and her ladyship are great friends, I believe, Miss Vavasor."
"She is my cousin," said Alice.
"Ah! yes; that is so pleasant. I have reason to know that Mr. Palliser is very much gratified that you should be so much with her."
This was unbearable. Alice could not quite a.s.sume sufficient courage to get up from her chair and walk away from him, and yet she felt that she must escape further conversation. "I don"t know that I am very much with her, and if I were I can"t think it would make any difference to Mr. Palliser."
But Mr. Bott was not a man to be put down when he had a purpose in hand. "I can a.s.sure you that those are his sentiments. Of course we all know that dear Lady Glencora is young. She is very young."
"Mr. Bott, I really would rather not talk about my cousin."
"But, dear Miss Vavasor;--when we both have her welfare in view--?"
"I haven"t her welfare in view, Mr. Bott; not in the least. There is no reason why I should. You must excuse me if I say I cannot talk about her welfare with a perfect stranger." Then she did get up, and went away from the Member of Parliament, leaving him rather astonished at her audacity. But he was a constant man, and his inner resolve was simply to the effect that he would try it again.
I wonder whether Jeffrey Palliser did think much of the difference between his present position and that which would have been his had Lady Glencora been the happy possessor of a cradle up-stairs with a boy in it. I suppose he must have done so. It is hardly possible that any man should not be alive to the importance of such a chance. His own present position was one of the most unfortunate which can fall to the lot of a man. His father, the Duke"s youngest brother, had left him about six hundred a year, and had left him also a taste for living with people of six thousand. The propriety of earning his bread had never been put before him. His father had been in Parliament, and had been the most favoured son of the old Duke, who for some years before his death had never spoken to him who now reigned over the house of the Pallisers. Jeffrey"s father had been brought up at Matching Priory as scions of ducal houses are brought up, and on the old man"s death had been possessed of means sufficient to go on in the same path, though with difficulty. His brother had done something for him, and at various times he had held some place near the throne. But on his death, when the property left behind him was divided between his son and three daughters, Jeffrey Palliser became possessed of the income above stated. Of course he could live on it,--and as during the winter months of the year a home was found for him free of cost, he could keep hunters, and live as rich men live. But he was a poor, embarra.s.sed man, without prospects,--until this fine ducal prospect became opened to him by the want of that cradle at Matching Priory.
But the prospect was no doubt very distant. Lady Glencora might yet have as many sons as Hecuba. Or she might die, and some other more fortunate lady might become the mother of his cousin"s heir. Or the Duke might marry and have a son. And, moreover, his cousin was only one year older than himself, and the great prize, if it came his way, might not come for forty years as yet. Nevertheless his hand might now be acceptable in quarters where it would certainly be rejected had Lady Glencora possessed that cradle up-stairs. We cannot but suppose that he must have made some calculations of this nature.
"It is a pity you should do nothing all your life," his cousin Plantagenet said to him one morning just at this time. Jeffrey had sought the interview in his cousin"s room, and I fear had done so with some slight request for ready money.
"What am I to do?" said Jeffrey.
"At any rate you might marry."
"Oh, yes;--I could marry. There"s no man so poor but what he can do that. The question would be how I might like the subsequent starvation."
"I don"t see that you need starve. Though your own fortune is small, it is something,--and many girls have fortunes of their own."
Jeffrey thought of Lady Glencora, but he made no allusion to her in speech. "I don"t think I"m very good at that kind of thing," he said.
"When the father and mother came to ask of my house and my home I should break down. I don"t say it as praising myself;--indeed, quite the reverse; but I fear I have not a mercenary tendency."
"That"s nonsense."
"Oh, yes; quite so. I admit that."
"Men must have mercenary tendencies or they would not have bread. The man who ploughs that he may live does so because he, luckily, has a mercenary tendency."
"Just so. But you see I am less lucky than the ploughman."
"There is no vulgar error so vulgar,--that is to say, common or erroneous, as that by which men have been taught to say that mercenary tendencies are bad. A desire for wealth is the source of all progress. Civilization comes from what men call greed. Let your mercenary tendencies be combined with honesty and they cannot take you astray." This the future Chancellor of the Exchequer said with much of that air and tone of wisdom which a Chancellor of the Exchequer ought to possess.
"But I haven"t got any such tendencies," said Jeffrey.
"Would you like to occupy a farm in Scotland?" said Plantagenet Palliser.