"Do not hope," interrupted he, "be not so angelic, for I cannot bear it!
benevolence like yours should have fallen into worthier hands. But come, let us return to the company. My head grows giddy, but my heart is still heavy; I must make them more fit companions for each other."
He would then have hurried them back; but Cecilia, endeavouring to stop him, said "You do not mean, I hope, to call for more wine?"
"Why not?" cried he, with affected spirit, "what, shall we not be merry before we part? Yes, we will all be merry, for if we are not, how shall we part at all?--Oh not without a struggle!--" Then, stopping, he paused a moment, and casting off the mask of levity, said in accents the most solemn "I commit this packet to _you_," giving a sealed parcel to Cecilia; "had I written it later, its contents had been kinder to my wife, for now the hour of separation approaches, ill will and resentment subside. Poor Priscilla!--I am sorry--but you will succour her, I am sure you will,--Oh had I known you myself before this infatuation--bright pattern of all goodness!--but I was devoted,--a ruined wretch before ever you entered my house; unworthy to be saved, unworthy that virtues such as yours should dwell under the same roof with me! But come,--come now, or my resolution will waver, and I shall not go at last."
"But what is this packet?" cried Cecilia, "and why do you give it to me?"
"No matter, no matter, you will know by and by;--the chaise waits, and I must gather courage to be gone."
He then pressed forward, answering neither to remonstrance nor intreaty from his frightened companions.
The moment they returned to the covered walk, they were met by Mr Marriot; Mr Harrel, starting, endeavoured to pa.s.s him; but when he approached, and said "you have sent, Sir, no answer to my letter!" he stopt, and in a tone of forced politeness, said, "No, Sir, but I shall answer it to-morrow, and to-night I hope you will do me the honour of supping with me."
Mr Marriot, looking openly at Cecilia as his inducement, though evidently regarding himself as an injured man, hesitated a moment, yet accepted the invitation.
"To supper?" cried Mrs Harrel, "what here?"
"To supper?" repeated Cecilia, "and how are we to get home?"
"Think not of that these two hours," answered he; "come, let us look for a box."
Cecilia then grew quite urgent with him to give up a scheme which must keep them so late, and Mrs Harrel repeatedly exclaimed "Indeed people will think it very odd to see us here without any party:" but he heeded them not, and perceiving at some distance Mr Morrice, he called out to him to find them a box; for the evening was very pleasant, and the gardens were so much crowded that no accommodation was unseized.
"Sir," cried Morrice, with his usual readiness, "I"ll get you one if I turn out ten old Aldermen sucking custards."
Just after he was gone, a fat, sleek, vulgar-looking man, dressed in a bright purple coat, with a deep red waistcoat, and a wig bulging far from his head with small round curls, while his plump face and person announced plenty and good living, and an air of defiance spoke the fullness of his purse, strutted boldly up to Mr Harrel, and accosting him in a manner that shewed some diffidence of his reception, but none of his right, said "Sir your humble servant." And made a bow first to him, and then to the ladies.
"Sir yours," replied Mr Harrel scornfully, and without touching his hat he walked quickly on.
His fat acquaintance, who seemed but little disposed to be offended with impunity, instantly replaced his hat on his head, and with a look that implied _I"ll fit you for this!_ put his hands to his sides, and following him, said "Sir, I must make bold to beg the favour of exchanging a few words with you."
"Ay, Sir," answered Mr Harrel, "come to me to-morrow, and you shall exchange as many as you please."
"Nothing like the time present, Sir," answered the man; "as for to-morrow, I believe it intends to come no more; for I have heard of it any time these three years. I mean no reflections, Sir, but let every man have his right. That"s what I say, and that"s my notion of things."
Mr Harrel, with a violent execration, asked what he meant by dunning him at such a place as Vauxhall?
"One place, Sir," he replied, "is as good as another place; for so as what one does is good, "tis no matter for where it may be. A _man of business_ never wants a counter if he can meet with a joint-stool. For my part, I"m all for a clear conscience, and no bills without receipts to them."
"And if you were all for broken bones," cried Mr Harrel, angrily, "I would oblige you with them without delay."
"Sir," cried the man, equally provoked, "this is talking quite out of character, for as to broken bones, there"s ne"er a person in all England, gentle nor simple, can say he"s a right to break mine, for I"m not a person of that sort, but a man of as good property as another man; and there"s ne"er a customer I have in the world that"s more his own man than myself."
"Lord bless me, Mr Hobson," cried Mrs Harrel, "don"t follow us in this manner! If we meet any of our acquaintance they"ll think us half crazy."
"Ma"am," answered Mr Hobson, again taking off his hat, "if I"m treated with proper respect, no man will behave more generous than myself; but if I"m affronted, all I can say is, it may go harder with some folks than they think for."
Here a little mean-looking man, very thin, and almost bent double with perpetual cringing, came up to Mr Hobson, and pulling him by the sleeve, whispered, yet loud enough to be heard, "It"s surprizeable to me, Mr Hobson, you can behave so out of the way! For my part, perhaps I"ve as much my due as another person, but I dares to say I shall have it when it"s convenient, and I"d scorn for to mislest a gentleman when he"s taking his pleasure."
"Lord bless me," cried Mrs Harrel, "what shall we do now? here"s all Mr Harrel"s creditors coming upon us!"
"Do?" cried Mr Harrel, re-a.s.suming an air of gaiety, "why give them all a supper, to be sure. Come, gentlemen, will you favour me with your company to supper?"
"Sir," answered Mr Hobson, somewhat softened by this unexpected invitation, "I"ve supped this hour and more, and had my gla.s.s too, for I"m as willing to spend my money as another man; only what I say is this, I don"t chuse to be cheated, for that"s losing one"s substance, and getting no credit; however, as to drinking another gla.s.s, or such a matter as that, I"ll do it with all the pleasure in life."
"And as to me," said the other man, whose name was Simkins, and whose head almost touched the ground by the profoundness of his reverence, "I can"t upon no account think of taking the liberty; but if I may just stand without, I"ll make bold to go so far as just for to drink my humble duty to the ladies in a cup of cyder."
"Are you mad, Mr Harrel, are you mad!" cried his wife, "to think of asking such people as these to supper? what will every body say? suppose any of our acquaintance should see us? I am sure I shall die with shame."
"Mad!" repeated he, "no, not mad but merry. O ho, Mr Morrice, why have you been so long? what have you done for us?"
"Why Sir," answered Morrice, returning with a look somewhat less elated than he had set out, "the gardens are so full, there is not a box to be had: but I hope we shall get one for all that; for I observed one of the best boxes in the garden, just to the right there, with n.o.body in it but that gentleman who made me spill the tea-pot at the Pantheon. So I made an apology, and told him the case; but he only said _humph?_ and _hay?_ so then I told it all over again, but he served me just the same, for he never seems to hear what one says till one"s just done, and then he begins to recollect one"s speaking to him; however, though I repeated it all over and over again, I could get nothing from him but just that _humph?_ and _hay?_ but he is so remarkably absent, that I dare say if we all go and sit down round him, he won"t know a word of the matter."
"Won"t he?" cried Mr Harrel, "have at him, then!"
And he followed Mr Morrice, though Cecilia, who now half suspected that all was to end in a mere idle frolic, warmly joined her remonstrances to those of Mrs Harrel, which were made with the utmost, but with fruitless earnestness.
Mr Meadows, who was seated in the middle of the box, was lolloping upon the table with his customary ease, and picking his teeth with his usual inattention to all about him. The intrusion, however, of so large a party, seemed to threaten his insensibility with unavoidable disturbance; though imagining they meant but to look in at the box, and pa.s.s on, he made not at their first approach any alteration in his att.i.tude or employment.
"See, ladies," cried the officious Morrice, "I told you there was room; and I am sure this gentleman will be very happy to make way for you, if it"s only out of good-nature to the waiters, as he is neither eating nor drinking, nor doing any thing at all. So if you two ladies will go in at that side, Mr Harrel and that other gentleman," pointing to Mr Marriot, "may go to the other, and then I"ll sit by the ladies here, and those other two gentlemen--"
Here Mr Meadows, raising himself from his reclining posture, and staring Morrice in the face, gravely said, "What"s all this, Sir!"
Morrice, who expected to have arranged the whole party without a question, and who understood so little of modish airs as to suspect neither affectation nor trick in the absence of mind and indolence of manners which he observed in Mr Meadows, was utterly amazed by this interrogatory, and staring himself in return, said, "Sir, you seemed so thoughtful--I did not think--I did not suppose you would have taken any notice of just a person or two coming into the box."
"Did not you, Sir?" said Mr Meadows very coldly, "why then now you do, perhaps you"ll be so obliging as to let me have my own box to myself."
And then again he returned to his favourite position.
"Certainly, Sir," said Morrice, bowing; "I am sure I did not mean to disturb you: for you seemed so lost in thought, that I"m sure I did not much believe you would have seen us."
"Why Sir," said Mr Hobson, strutting forward, "if I may speak my opinion, I should think, as you happen to be quite alone, a little agreeable company would be no such bad thing. At least that"s my notion."
"And if I might take the liberty," said the smooth tongued Mr Simkins, "for to put in a word, I should think the best way would be, if the gentleman has no peticklar objection, for me just to stand somewhere hereabouts, and so, when he"s had what he"s a mind to, be ready for to pop in at one side, as he comes out at the t"other; for if one does not look pretty "cute such a full night as this, a box is whipt away before one knows where one is."
"No, no, no," cried Mrs Harrel impatiently, "let us neither sup in this box nor in any other; let us go away entirely."
"Indeed we must! indeed we ought!" cried Cecilia; "it is utterly improper we should stay; pray let us be gone immediately."
Mr Harrel paid not the least regard to these requests; but Mr Meadows, who could no longer seem unconscious of what pa.s.sed, did himself so much violence as to arise, and ask if the ladies would be seated.
"I said so!" cried Morrice triumphantly, "I was sure there was no gentleman but would be happy to accommodate two such ladies!"
The ladies, however, far from happy in being so accommodated, again tried their utmost influence in persuading Mr Harrel to give up this scheme; but he would not hear them, he insisted upon their going into the box, and, extending the privilege which Mr Meadows had given, he invited without ceremony the whole party to follow.
Mr Meadows, though he seemed to think this a very extraordinary encroachment, had already made such an effort from his general languor in the repulse he had given to Morrice, that he could exert himself no further; but after looking around him with mingled vacancy and contempt, he again seated himself, and suffered Morrice to do the honours without more opposition. Morrice, but too happy in the office, placed Cecilia next to Mr Meadows, and would have made Mr Marriot her other neighbour, but she insisted upon not being parted from Mrs Harrel, and therefore, as he chose to sit also by that lady himself, Mr Marriot was obliged to follow Mr Harrel to the other side of the box: Mr Hobson, without further invitation, placed himself comfortably in one of the corners, and Mr Simkins, who stood modestly for some time in another, finding the further encouragement for which he waited was not likely to arrive, dropt quietly into his seat without it.
Supper was now ordered, and while it was preparing Mr Harrel sat totally silent; but Mr Meadows thought proper to force himself to talk with Cecilia, though she could well have dispensed with such an exertion of his politeness.