"What"s it all about?" shouted the excited Mr. Vickers.
Mr. Russell looked up and blinked at him. "I can"t believe it," he murmured. "It"s like a fairy tale, ain"t it? What do you think of it?"
The exasperated Mr. Vickers, thrusting him back in his chair, shouted insults in his ear until his friend, awaking to the true position of affairs, turned to the beginning again and proceeded with much unction to read aloud the doc.u.ment that Mr. Tredgold had given to Selina some months before. Mr. Vickers listened in a state of amazement which surpa.s.sed his friend"s, and, the reading finished, besought him to go over it again. Mr. Russell complied, and having got to the end put the paper down and gazed enviously at his friend.
"You won"t have to do no more work," he said, wistfully.
"Not if I "ad my rights," said Mr. Vickers. "It"s like a dream, ain"t it?"
"They bought a ship, so I "eard," murmured the other; "they"ve got eight or nine men aboard, and they"ll be away pretty near a year. Why, Selina"ll "ave a fortune."
Mr. Vickers, sitting with his legs stretched out stiffly before him, tried to think. "A lot o" good it"ll do me," he said, bitterly. "It"s young Joseph Tasker that"ll get the benefit of it."
Mr. Russell whistled. "I"d forgot him," he exclaimed, "but I expect she only took him becos she couldn"t get anybody else."
Mr. Vickers eyed him sternly, but, reflecting that Selina was well able to fight her own battles, forbore to reply.
"She must ha" told him," pursued Mr. Russell, following up a train of thought. "n.o.body in their senses would want to marry Selina for anything else."
"Ho! indeed," said Mr. Vickers, coldly.
"Unless they was mad," admitted the other. "What are you going to do about it?" he inquired, suddenly.
"I shall think it over," said Mr. Vickers, with dignity. "As soon as you"ve gone I shall sit down with a quiet pipe and see what"s best to be done."
Mr. Russell nodded approval. "First thing you do, you put the paper back where you got it from," he said, warningly.
"I know what I"m about," said Mr. Vickers. "I shall think it over when you"re gone and make up my mind what to do."
"Don"t you do nothing in a hurry," advised Mr. Russell, earnestly. "I"m going to think it, over, too."
Mr. Vickers stared at him in surprise. "You?" he said, disagreeably.
"Yes, me," replied the other. "After all, what"s looks? Looks ain"t everything."
His friend looked bewildered, and then started furiously as the meaning of Mr. Russell"s remark dawned upon him. He began to feel like a miser beset by thieves.
"What age do you reckon you are, Bill?" he inquired, after a long pause.
"I"m as old as I look," replied Mr. Russell, simply, "and I"ve got a young face. I"d sooner it was anybody else than Selina; but, still, you can"t "ave everything. If she don"t take me sooner than young Joseph I shall be surprised."
Mr. Vickers regarded him with undisguised astonishment.
"I might ha" married scores o" times if I"d liked," said Mr. Russell, with a satisfied air.
"Don"t you go doing nothing silly," said Mr. Vickers, uneasily. "Selina can"t abear you. You drink too much. Why, she"s talking about making young Joseph sign the pledge, to keep"im steady."
Mr. Russell waved his objections aside. "I can get round her," he said, with cheery confidence. "I ain"t kept ferrets all these years for nothing. I"m not going to let all that money slip through my fingers for want of a little trying."
He began his courtship a few days afterwards in a fashion which rendered Mr. Vickers almost helpless with indignation. In full view of Selina, who happened to be standing by the door, he brought her unfortunate father along Mint Street, holding him by the arm and addressing him in fond but severe tones on the surpa.s.sing merits of total abstinence and the folly of wasting his children"s money on beer.
"I found "im inside the "Horse and Groom,"" he said to the astonished Selina; "they"ve got a new barmaid there, and the pore gal wasn"t in the house "arf an hour afore she was serving him with beer. A pot, mind you."
He shook his head in great regret at the speechless Mr. Vickers, and, pushing him inside the house, followed close behind.
"Look here, Bill Russell, I don"t want any of your larks," said Miss Vickers, recovering herself.
"Larks?" repeated Mr. Russell, with an injured air. "I"m a teetotaler, and it"s my duty to look after brothers that go astray."
He produced a pledge-card from his waistcoat-pocket and, smoothing it out on the table, pointed with great pride to his signature. The date of the doc.u.ment lay under the ban of his little finger.
"I"d just left the Temperance Hall," continued the zealot. "I"ve been to three meetings in two days; they"d been talking about the new barmaid, and I guessed at once what brother Vickers would do, an" I rushed off, just in the middle of brother Humphrey"s experiences-and very interesting they was, too-to save him. He was just starting his second pot, and singing in between, when I rushed in and took the beer away from him and threw it on the floor."
"I wasn"t singing," snarled Mr. Vickers, endeavouring to avoid his daughter"s eye.
"Oh, my dear friend!" said Mr. Russell, who had made extraordinary progress in temperance rhetoric in a very limited time, "that"s what comes o" the drink; it steals away your memory."
Miss Vickers trembled with wrath. "How dare you go into public-houses after I told you not to?" she demanded, stamping her foot.
"We must "ave patience," said Mr. Russell, gently. "We must show the backslider "ow much happier he would be without it. I"ll "elp you watch him."
"When I want your a.s.sistance I"ll ask you for it," said Miss Vickers, tartly. "What do you mean by shoving your nose into other people"s affairs?"
"It"s-it"s my duty to look after fallen brothers," said Mr. Russell, somewhat taken aback.
"What d"ye mean by fallen?" snapped Miss Vickers, confronting him fiercely.
"Fallen into a pub," explained Mr. Russell, hastily; "anybody might fall through them swing-doors; they"re made like that o" purpose."
"You"ve fell through a good many in your time," interposed Mr. Vickers, with great bitterness.
"I know I "ave," said the other, sadly; "but never no more. Oh, my friend, if you only knew how "appy I feel since I"ve give up the drink!
If you only knew what it was to "ave your own self-respeck! Think of standing up on the platform and giving of your experiences! But I don"t despair, brother; I"ll have you afore I"ve done with you."
Mr. Vickers, unable to contain himself, got up and walked about the room. Mr. Russell, with a smile charged with brotherly love, drew a blank pledge-card from his pocket and, detaining him as he pa.s.sed, besought him to sign it.
"He"ll do it in time," he said in a loud whisper to Selina, as his victim broke loose. "I"ll come in of an evening and talk to him till he does sign."
Miss Vickers hesitated, but, observing the striking improvement in the visitor"s attire effected by temperance, allowed a curt refusal to remain unspoken. Mr. Vickers protested hotly.
"That"ll do," said his daughter, indecision vanishing at sight of her father"s opposition; "if Bill Russell likes to come in and try and do you good, he can."
Mr. Vickers said that he wouldn"t have him, but under compulsion stayed indoors the following evening, while Mr. Russell, by means of coloured diagrams, cheerfully lent by his new friends, tried to show him the inroads made by drink upon the human frame. He sat, as Miss Vickers remarked, like a wooden image, and was only moved to animation by a picture of cirrhosis of the liver, which he described as being very pretty.
At the end of a week Mr. Vickers"s principles remained unshaken, and so far Mr. Russell had made not the slightest progress in his designs upon the affections of Selina. That lady, indeed, treated him with but scant courtesy, and on two occasions had left him to visit Mr. Tasker; Mr.
Vickers"s undisguised amus.e.m.e.nt at such times being hard to bear.
"Don"t give up, Bill," he said, encouragingly, as Mr. Russell sat glum and silent; "read over them beautiful "Verses to a Tea-pot" agin, and try and read them as if you "adn"t got your mouth full o" fish-bait.