Cecilia, earnest to have the business concluded, turned to Mr Briggs, and said, "Sir, here is pen and ink: are you to write, or am I? or what is to be done?"
"No, no," said he, with a sneer, "give it t"other; all in our turn; don"t come before his Grace the Right Honourable Mr Vampus."
"Before whom, Sir?" said Mr Delvile, reddening.
"Before my Lord Don Pedigree," answered Briggs, with a spiteful grin, "know him? eh? ever hear of such a person?"
Mr Delvile coloured still deeper, but turning contemptuously from him, disdained making any reply.
Mr Briggs, who now regarded him as a defeated man, said exultingly to Mr Hobson, "what do stand here for?--hay?--fall o" your marrowbones; don"t see "Squire High and Mighty?"
"As to falling on my marrowbones," answered Mr Hobson, "it"s what I shall do to no man, except he was the King himself, or the like of that, and going to make me Chancellor of the Exchequer, or Commissioner of Excise. Not that I mean the gentleman any offence; but a man"s a man, and for one man to worship another is quite out of law."
"Must, must!" cried Briggs, "tell all his old grand-dads else: keeps "em in a roll; locks "em in a closet; says his prayers to "em; can"t live without "em: likes "em better than cash!--wish had "em here! pop "em all in the sink!"
"If your intention, Sir," cried Mr Delvile, fiercely, "is only to insult me, I am prepared for what measures I shall take. I declined seeing you in my own house, that I might not be under the same restraint as when it was my unfortunate lot to meet you last."
"Who cares?" cried Briggs, with an air of defiance, "what can do, eh?
poke me into a family vault? bind me o" top of an old monument? tie me to a stinking carcase? make a corpse of me, and call it one of your famous cousins?--"
"For heaven"s sake, Mr Briggs," interrupted Cecilia, who saw that Mr Delvile, trembling with pa.s.sion, scarce refrained lifting up his stick, "be appeased, and let us finish our business!"
Albany now, hearing in Cecilia"s voice the alarm with which she was seized, came forward and exclaimed, "Whence this unmeaning dissension?
to what purpose this irritating abuse? Oh vain and foolish! live ye so happily, last ye so long, that time and peace may thus be trifled with?"
"There, there!" cried Briggs, holding up his finger at Mr Delvile, "have it now! got old Mr Bounce upon you! give you enough of it; promise you that!"
"Restrain," continued Albany, "this idle wrath; and if ye have ardent pa.s.sions, employ them to n.o.bler uses; let them stimulate acts of virtue, let them animate deeds of beneficence! Oh waste not spirits that may urge you to good, lead you to honour, warm you to charity, in poor and angry words, in unfriendly, unmanly debate!"
Mr Delvile, who from the approach of Albany, had given him his whole attention, was struck with astonishment at this address, and almost petrified with wonder at his language and exhortations.
"Why I must own," said Mr Hobson, "as to this matter I am much of the same mind myself; for quarreling"s a thing I don"t uphold; being it advances one no way; for what I say is this, if a man gets the better, he"s only where he was before, and if he gets worsted, why it"s odds but the laugh"s against him: so, if I may make bold to give my verdict, I would have one of these gentlemen take the other by the hand, and so put an end to bad words. That"s my maxim, and that"s what I call being agreeable."
Mr Delvile, at the words _one of these gentlemen take the other by the hand_, looked scornfully upon Mr Hobson, with a frown that expressed his highest indignation, at being thus familiarly coupled with Mr Briggs.
And then, turning from him to Cecilia, haughtily said, "Are these two persons," pointing towards Albany and Hobson, "waiting here to be witnesses to any transaction?"
"No, Sir, no," cried Hobson, "I don"t mean to intrude, I am going directly. So you can give me no insight, ma"am," addressing Cecilia, "as to where I might light upon Mr Belfield?"
"Me? no!" cried she, much provoked by observing that Mr Delvile suddenly looked at her.
"Well, ma"am, well, I mean no harm: only I hold it that the right way to hear of a young gentleman, is to ask for him of a young lady: that"s my maxim. Come, Sir," to Mr Briggs, "you and I had like to have fallen out, but what I say is this; let no man bear malice; that"s my way: so I hope we part without ill blood?"
"Ay, ay;" said Mr Briggs, giving him a nod.
"Well, then," added Hobson, "I hope the good-will may go round, and that not only you and I, but these two good old gentlemen will also lend a hand."
Mr Delvile now was at a loss which way to turn for very rage; but after looking at every one with a face flaming with ire, he said to Cecilia, "If you have collected together these persons for the purpose of affronting me, I must beg you to remember I am not one to be affronted with impunity!"
Cecilia, half frightened, was beginning an answer that disclaimed any such intention, when Albany, with the most indignant energy, called out, "Oh pride of heart, with littleness of soul! check this vile arrogance, too vain for man, and spare to others some part of that lenity thou nourishest for thyself, or justly bestow on thyself that contempt thou nourishest for others!"
And with these words he sternly left the house.
The thunderstruck Mr Delvile began now to fancy that all the demons of torment were designedly let loose upon him, and his surprise and resentment operated so powerfully that it was only in broken sentences he could express either. "Very extraordinary!--a new method of conduct!--liberties to which I am not much used!--impertinences I shall not hastily forget,--treatment that would scarce be pardonable to a person wholly unknown!--"
"Why indeed, Sir," said Hobson, "I can"t but say it was rather a cut up; but the old gentleman is what one may call a genius, which makes it a little excusable; for he does things all his own way, and I am told it"s the same thing who he speaks to, so he can but find fault, and that."
"Sir," interrupted the still more highly offended Mr Delvile, "what _you_ may be told is extremely immaterial to _me_; and I must take the liberty to hint to you, a conversation of this easy kind is not what I am much in practice in hearing."
"Sir, I ask pardon," said Hobson, "I meant nothing but what was agreeable; however, I have done, and I wish you good day. Your humble servant, ma"am, and I hope, Sir," to Mr Briggs, "you won"t begin bad words again?"
"No, no," said Briggs, "ready to make up; all at end; only don"t much like _Spain_, that"s all!" winking significantly, "nor a"n"t over fond of a _skeleton_!"
Mr Hobson now retired; and Mr Delvile and Mr Briggs, being both wearied and both in haste to have done, settled in about five minutes all for which they met, after pa.s.sing more than an hour in agreeing what that was.
Mr Briggs then, saying he had an engagement upon business, declined settling his own accounts till another time, but promised to see Cecilia again soon, and added, "be sure take care of that old Mr Bounce! cracked in the noddle; see that with half an eye! better not trust him! break out some day: do you a mischief!"
He then went away: but while the parlour-door was still open, to the no little surprise of Cecilia, the servant announced Mr Belfield. He hardly entered the room, and his countenance spoke haste and eagerness. "I have this moment, madam," he said, "been informed a complaint has been lodged against me here, and I could not rest till I had the honour of a.s.suring you, that though I have been rather dilatory, I have not neglected my appointment, nor has the condescension of your interference been thrown away."
He then bowed, shut the door, and ran off Cecilia, though happy to understand by this speech that he was actually restored to his family, was sorry at these repeated intrusions in the presence of Mr Delvile, who was now the only one that remained.
She expected every instant that he would ring for his chair, which he kept in waiting; but, after a pause of some continuance, to her equal surprise and disturbance, he made the following speech. "As it is probable I am now for the last time alone with you, ma"am, and as it is certain we shall meet no more upon business, I cannot, in justice to my own character, and to the respect I retain for the memory of the Dean, your uncle, take a final leave of the office with which he was pleased to invest me, without first fulfilling my own ideas of the duty it requires from me, by giving you some counsel relating to your future establishment."
This was not a preface much to enliven Cecilia; it prepared her for such speeches as she was least willing to hear, and gave to her the mixt and painful sensation of spirits depressed, with ride alarmed.
"My numerous engagements," he continued, "and the appropriation of my time, already settled, to their various claims, must make me brief in what I have to represent, and somewhat, perhaps, abrupt in coming to the purpose. But that you will excuse."
Cecilia disdained to humour this arrogance by any compliments or concessions: she was silent, therefore; and when they were both seated, he went on.
"You are now at a time of life when it is natural for young women to wish for some connection: and the largeness of your fortune will remove from you such difficulties as prove bars to the pretensions, in this expensive age, of those who possess not such advantages. It would have been some pleasure to me, while I yet considered you as my Ward, to have seen you properly disposed of: but as that time is past, I can only give you some general advice, which you may follow or neglect as you think fit. By giving it, I shall satisfy myself; for the rest, I am not responsible."
He paused; but Cecilia felt less and less inclination to make use of the opportunity by speaking in her turn.
"Yet though, as I just now hinted, young women of large fortunes may have little trouble in finding themselves establishments, they ought not, therefore, to trifle when proper ones are in their power, nor to suppose themselves equal to any they may chance to desire."
Cecilia coloured high at this pointed reprehension; but feeling her disgust every moment encrease, determined to sustain herself with dignity, and at least not suffer him to perceive the triumph of his ostentation and rudeness.
"The proposals," he continued, "of the Earl of Ernolf had always my approbation; it was certainly an ill-judged thing to neglect such an opportunity of being honourably settled. The clause of the name was, to _him_, immaterial; since his own name half a century ago was unheard of, and since he is himself only known by his t.i.tle. He is still, however, I have authority to acquaint you, perfectly well disposed to renew his application to you."
"I am sorry, Sir," said Cecilia coldly, "to hear it."
"You have, perhaps, some other better offer in view?"
"No, Sir," cried she, with spirit, "nor even in desire."
"Am I, then, to infer that some inferior offer has more chance of your approbation?"
"There is no reason, Sir, to infer any thing; I am content with my actual situation, and have, at present, neither prospect nor intention of changing it."