"Perhaps your refusals are better than other people"s acquiescences."
"I don"t mean that at all. We private secretaries have all to do the same thing. Now, would you believe it? I have used up three lifts of note-paper already in telling people that there is no vacancy for a lobby messenger in the Petty Bag office. Seven peeresses have asked for it for their favourite footmen. But there--there"s the Lord Petty Bag!"
A bell rang and the private secretary, jumping up from his note-paper, tripped away quickly to the great man"s room.
"He"ll see you at once," said he, returning. "Buggins, show the Reverend Mr. Robarts to the Lord Petty Bag."
Buggins was the messenger for whose not vacant place all the peeresses were striving with so much animation. And then Mark, following Buggins for two steps, was ushered into the next room.
If a man be altered by becoming a private secretary, he is much more altered by being made a cabinet minister. Robarts, as he entered the room, could hardly believe that this was the same Harold Smith whom Mrs. Proudie bothered so cruelly in the lecture-room at Barchester.
Then he was cross, and touchy, and uneasy, and insignificant. Now, as he stood smiling on the hearthrug of his official fireplace, it was quite pleasant to see the kind, patronizing smile which lighted up his features. He delighted to stand there, with his hands in his trousers" pocket, the great man of the place, conscious of his lordship, and feeling himself every inch a minister. Sowerby had come with him, and was standing a little in the background, from which position he winked occasionally at the parson over the minister"s shoulder.
"Ah, Robarts, delighted to see you. How odd, by-the-by, that your brother should be my private secretary!" Mark said that it was a singular coincidence.
"A very smart young fellow, and, if he minds himself, he"ll do well."
"I"m quite sure he"ll do well," said Mark.
"Ah! well, yes; I think he will. And now, what can I do for you, Robarts?"
Hereupon Mr. Sowerby struck in, making it apparent by his explanation that Mr. Robarts himself by no means intended to ask for anything; but that, as his friends had thought that this stall at Barchester might be put into his hands with more fitness than in those of any other clergyman of the day, he was willing to accept the piece of preferment from a man whom he respected so much as he did the new Lord Petty Bag.
The minister did not quite like this, as it restricted him from much of his condescension, and robbed him of the incense of a pet.i.tion which he had expected Mark Robarts would make to him. But, nevertheless, he was very gracious.
"He could not take upon himself to declare," he said, "what might be Lord Brock"s pleasure with reference to the preferment at Barchester which was vacant. He had certainly already spoken to his lordship on the subject, and had perhaps some reason to believe that his own wishes would be consulted. No distinct promise had been made, but he might perhaps go so far as to say that he expected such result.
If so, it would give him the greatest pleasure in the world to congratulate Mr. Robarts on the possession of the stall--a stall which he was sure Mr. Robarts would fill with dignity, piety, and brotherly love." And then, when he had finished, Mr. Sowerby gave a final wink, and said that he regarded the matter as settled.
"No, not settled, Nathaniel," said the cautious minister.
"It"s the same thing," rejoined Sowerby. "We all know what all that flummery means. Men in office, Mark, never do make a distinct promise,--not even to themselves of the leg of mutton which is roasting before their kitchen fires. It is so necessary in these days to be safe; is it not, Harold?"
"Most expedient," said Harold Smith, shaking his head wisely. "Well, Robarts, who is it now?" This he said to his private secretary, who came to notice the arrival of some bigwig. "Well, yes. I will say good morning, with your leave, for I am a little hurried. And remember, Mr. Robarts, I will do what I can for you; but you must distinctly understand that there is no promise."
"Oh, no promise at all," said Sowerby--"of course not." And then, as he sauntered up Whitehall towards Charing Cross, with Robarts on his arm, he again pressed upon him the sale of that invaluable hunter, who was eating his head off his shoulders in the stable at Chaldicotes.
CHAPTER XIX.
MONEY DEALINGS.
Mr. Sowerby, in his resolution to obtain this good gift for the Vicar of Framley, did not depend quite alone on the influence of his near connection with the Lord Petty Bag. He felt the occasion to be one on which he might endeavour to move even higher powers than that, and therefore he had opened the matter to the duke--not by direct application, but through Mr. Fothergill. No man who understood matters ever thought of going direct to the duke in such an affair as that. If one wanted to speak about a woman or a horse or a picture the duke could, on occasions, be affable enough.
But through Mr. Fothergill the duke was approached. It was represented, with some cunning, that this buying over of the Framley clergyman from the Lufton side would be a praiseworthy spoiling of the Amalekites. The doing so would give the Omnium interest a hold even in the cathedral close. And then it was known to all men that Mr. Robarts had considerable influence over Lord Lufton himself. So guided, the Duke of Omnium did say two words to the Prime Minister, and two words from the duke went a great way, even with Lord Brock.
The upshot of all this was, that Mark Robarts did get the stall; but he did not hear the tidings of his success till some days after his return to Framley.
Mr. Sowerby did not forget to tell him of the great effort--the unusual effort, as he of Chaldicotes called it--which the duke had made on the subject. "I don"t know when he has done such a thing before," said Sowerby; "and you may be quite sure of this, he would not have done it now, had you not gone to Gatherum Castle when he asked you: indeed, Fothergill would have known that it was vain to attempt it. And I"ll tell you what, Mark--it does not do for me to make little of my own nest, but I truly believe the duke"s word will be more efficacious than the Lord Petty Bag"s solemn adjuration."
Mark, of course, expressed his grat.i.tude in proper terms, and did buy the horse for a hundred and thirty pounds. "He"s as well worth it,"
said Sowerby, "as any animal that ever stood on four legs; and my only reason for pressing him on you is, that when Tozer"s day does come round, I know you will have to stand to us to something about that tune." It did not occur to Mark to ask him why the horse should not be sold to some one else, and the money forthcoming in the regular way. But this would not have suited Mr. Sowerby.
Mark knew that the beast was good, and as he walked to his lodgings was half proud of his new possession. But then, how would he justify it to his wife, or how introduce the animal into his stables without attempting any justification in the matter? And yet, looking to the absolute amount of his income, surely he might feel himself ent.i.tled to buy a new horse when it suited him. He wondered what Mr. Crawley would say when he heard of the new purchase. He had lately fallen into a state of much wondering as to what his friends and neighbours would say about him.
He had now been two days in town, and was to go down after breakfast on the following morning so that he might reach home by Friday afternoon. But on that evening, just as he was going to bed, he was surprised by Lord Lufton coming into the coffee-room at his hotel.
He walked in with a hurried step, his face was red, and it was clear that he was very angry.
"Robarts," said he, walking up to his friend and taking the hand that was extended to him, "do you know anything about this man, Tozer?"
"Tozer--what Tozer? I have heard Sowerby speak of such a man."
"Of course you have. If I do not mistake you have written to me about him yourself."
"Very probably. I remember Sowerby mentioning the man with reference to your affairs. But why do you ask me?"
"This man has not only written to me, but has absolutely forced his way into my rooms when I was dressing for dinner; and absolutely had the impudence to tell me that if I did not honour some bill which he holds for eight hundred pounds he would proceed against me."
"But you settled all that matter with Sowerby?"
"I did settle it at a very great cost to me. Sooner than have a fuss I paid him through the nose--like a fool that I was--everything that he claimed. This is an absolute swindle, and if it goes on I will expose it as such."
Robarts looked round the room, but luckily there was not a soul in it but themselves. "You do not mean to say that Sowerby is swindling you?" said the clergyman.
"It looks very like it," said Lord Lufton; "and I tell you fairly that I am not in a humour to endure any more of this sort of thing.
Some years ago I made an a.s.s of myself through that man"s fault. But four thousand pounds should have covered the whole of what I really lost. I have now paid more than three times that sum; and, by heavens! I will not pay more without exposing the whole affair."
"But, Lufton, I do not understand. What is this bill?--has it your name to it?"
"Yes, it has: I"ll not deny my name, and if there be absolute need I will pay it; but if I do so, my lawyer shall sift it, and it shall go before a jury."
"But I thought all those bills were paid?"
"I left it to Sowerby to get up the old bills when they were renewed, and now one of them that has in truth been already honoured is brought against me."
Mark could not but think of the two doc.u.ments which he himself had signed, and both of which were now undoubtedly in the hands of Tozer, or of some other gentleman of the same profession;--which both might be brought against him, the second as soon as he should have satisfied the first. And then he remembered that Sowerby had said something to him about an outstanding bill, for the filling up of which some trifle must be paid, and of this he reminded Lord Lufton.
"And do you call eight hundred pounds a trifle? If so, I do not."
"They will probably make no such demand as that."
"But I tell you they do make such a demand, and have made it. The man whom I saw, and who told me that he was Tozer"s friend, but who was probably Tozer himself, positively swore to me that he would be obliged to take legal proceedings if the money were not forthcoming within a week or ten days. When I explained to him that it was an old bill that had been renewed, he declared that his friend had given full value for it."
"Sowerby said that you would probably have to pay ten pounds to redeem it. I should offer the man some such sum as that."
"My intention is to offer the man nothing, but to leave the affair in the hands of my lawyer with instructions to him to spare none;--neither myself nor any one else. I am not going to allow such a man as Sowerby to squeeze me like an orange."
"But, Lufton, you seem as though you were angry with me."