"Mother," he said to Lady Lufton a day or two after the declaration of Griselda"s engagement, "I am going to Norway to fish."
"To Norway,--to fish!"
"Yes. We"ve got rather a nice party. Clontarf is going, and Culpepper--"
"What, that horrid man!"
"He"s an excellent hand at fishing;--and Haddington Peebles, and--and--there"ll be six of us altogether; and we start this day week."
"That"s rather sudden, Ludovic."
"Yes, it is sudden; but we"re sick of London. I should not care to go so soon myself, but Clontarf and Culpepper say that the season is early this year. I must go down to Framley before I start--about my horses; and therefore I came to tell you that I shall be there to-morrow."
"At Framley to-morrow! If you could put it off for three days I should be going myself."
But Lord Lufton could not put it off for three days. It may be that on this occasion he did not wish for his mother"s presence at Framley while he was there; that he conceived that he should be more at his ease in giving orders about his stable if he were alone while so employed. At any rate he declined her company, and on the following morning did go down to Framley by himself.
"Mark," said Mrs. Robarts, hurrying into her husband"s book-room about the middle of the day, "Lord Lufton is at home. Have you heard it?"
"What! here at Framley?"
"He is over at Framley Court; so the servants say. Carson saw him in the paddock with some of the horses. Won"t you go and see him?"
"Of course I will," said Mark, shutting up his papers. "Lady Lufton can"t be here, and if he is alone he will probably come and dine."
"I don"t know about that," said Mrs. Robarts, thinking of poor Lucy.
"He is not in the least particular. What does for us will do for him. I shall ask him, at any rate." And without further parley the clergyman took up his hat and went off in search of his friend.
Lucy Robarts had been present when the gardener brought in tidings of Lord Lufton"s arrival at Framley, and was aware that f.a.n.n.y had gone to tell her husband.
"He won"t come here, will he?" she said, as soon as Mrs. Robarts returned.
"I can"t say," said f.a.n.n.y. "I hope not. He ought not to do so, and I don"t think he will. But Mark says that he will ask him to dinner."
"Then, f.a.n.n.y, I must be taken ill. There is nothing else for it."
"I don"t think he will come. I don"t think he can be so cruel.
Indeed, I feel sure that he won"t; but I thought it right to tell you."
Lucy also conceived that it was improbable that Lord Lufton should come to the parsonage under the present circ.u.mstances; and she declared to herself that it would not be possible that she should appear at table if he did do so; but, nevertheless, the idea of his being at Framley was, perhaps, not altogether painful to her. She did not recognize any pleasure as coming to her from his arrival, but still there was something in his presence which was, unconsciously to herself, soothing to her feelings. But that terrible question remained;--how was she to act if it should turn out that he was coming to dinner?
"If he does come, f.a.n.n.y," she said, solemnly, after a pause, "I must keep to my own room, and leave Mark to think what he pleases. It will be better for me to make a fool of myself there, than in his presence in the drawing-room."
Mark Robarts took his hat and stick and went over at once to the home paddock, in which he knew that Lord Lufton was engaged with the horses and grooms. He also was in no supremely happy frame of mind, for his correspondence with Mr. Tozer was on the increase. He had received notice from that indefatigable gentleman that certain "overdue bills" were now lying at the bank in Barchester, and were very desirous of his, Mr. Robarts"s, notice. A concatenation of certain peculiarly unfortunate circ.u.mstances made it indispensably necessary that Mr. Tozer should be repaid, without further loss of time, the various sums of money which he had advanced on the credit of Mr. Robarts"s name, &c. &c. &c. No absolute threat was put forth, and, singular to say, no actual amount was named. Mr. Robarts, however, could not but observe, with a most painfully accurate attention, that mention was made, not of an overdue bill, but of overdue bills. What if Mr. Tozer were to demand from him the instant repayment of nine hundred pounds? Hitherto he had merely written to Mr. Sowerby, and he might have had an answer from that gentleman this morning, but no such answer had as yet reached him. Consequently he was not, at the present moment, in a very happy frame of mind.
He soon found himself with Lord Lufton and the horses. Four or five of them were being walked slowly about the paddock in the care of as many men or boys, and the sheets were being taken off them--off one after another, so that their master might look at them with the more accuracy and satisfaction. But though Lord Lufton was thus doing his duty, and going through his work, he was not doing it with his whole heart,--as the head groom perceived very well. He was fretful about the nags, and seemed anxious to get them out of his sight as soon as he had made a decent pretext of looking at them.
"How are you, Lufton?" said Robarts, coming forward. "They told me that you were down, and so I came across at once."
"Yes; I only got here this morning, and should have been over with you directly. I am going to Norway for six weeks or so, and it seems that the fish are so early this year, that we must start at once. I have a matter on which I want to speak to you before I leave; and, indeed, it was that which brought me down more than anything else."
There was something hurried and not altogether easy about his manner as he spoke, which struck Robarts, and made him think that this promised matter to be spoken of would not be agreeable in discussion.
He did not know whether Lord Lufton might not again be mixed up with Tozer and the bills.
"You will dine with us to-day," he said, "if, as I suppose, you are all alone."
"Yes, I am all alone."
"Then you"ll come?"
"Well, I don"t quite know. No, I don"t think I can go over to dinner.
Don"t look so disgusted. I"ll explain it all to you just now."
What could there be in the wind; and how was it possible that Tozer"s bill should make it inexpedient for Lord Lufton to dine at the parsonage? Robarts, however, said nothing further about it at the moment, but turned off to look at the horses.
"They are an uncommonly nice set of animals," said he.
"Well, yes; I don"t know. When a man has four or five horses to look at, somehow or other he never has one fit to go. That chestnut mare is a picture, now that n.o.body wants her; but she wasn"t able to carry me well to hounds a single day last winter. Take them in, Pounce; that"ll do."
"Won"t your lordship run your eye over the old black "oss?" said Pounce, the head groom, in a melancholy tone; "he"s as fine, sir--as fine as a stag."
"To tell you the truth, I think they"re too fine; but that"ll do; take them in. And now, Mark, if you"re at leisure, we"ll take a turn round the place."
Mark, of course, was at leisure, and so they started on their walk.
"You"re too difficult to please about your stable," Robarts began.
"Never mind the stable now," said Lord Lufton. "The truth is, I am not thinking about it. Mark," he then said, very abruptly, "I want you to be frank with me. Has your sister ever spoken to you about me?"
"My sister; Lucy?"
"Yes; your sister Lucy."
"No, never; at least nothing especial; nothing that I can remember at this moment."
"Nor your wife?"
"Spoken about you!--f.a.n.n.y? Of course she has, in an ordinary way. It would be impossible that she should not. But what do you mean?"
"Have either of them told you that I made an offer to your sister?"
"That you made an offer to Lucy?"
"Yes, that I made an offer to Lucy."
"No; n.o.body has told me so. I have never dreamed of such a thing; nor, as far as I believe, have they. If anybody has spread such a report, or said that either of them have hinted at such a thing, it is a base lie. Good heavens! Lufton, for what do you take them?"
"But I did," said his lordship.