"You had best be quick," said Magsie now; and she went out of the room noisily, slamming the door with some violence after her. "I don"t think I ever saw so wicked a girl," thought Magsie to herself.
The wicked girl in question thought, however, that prudence was the better part of valour, and went downstairs without delay to Mrs Macintyre"s beautiful private sitting-room. She looked cross; she looked sulky; she looked, in short, all that a poor jealous nature could look, and there was not a trace of repentance about her.
Mrs Macintyre heaved an inward sigh. Outwardly her manner was exceedingly cold and at the same time determined.
"I have sent for you, Leucha Villiers," she said, "to ask you if you now intend to restore peace and harmony to the school."
"What do you mean, Mrs Macintyre?" said Leucha.
"My child, you know quite well what I mean. Your dear and n.o.ble young friend"----
"I don"t know of any such," interrupted Leucha.
"Then you have a lamentably short memory, Leucha," said Mrs Macintyre, "or it could not have pa.s.sed from your mind--the weary nights and long days when that brave young girl devoted herself to you."
"You mean that naughty Hollyhock, of course--the one who played on me that wicked, wicked joke. A nice school this is, indeed."
"Leucha, I forbid you to speak in that tone to your head-mistress. I acknowledge that Hollyhock did wrong; but, oh, how humbly, how thoroughly, she has repented! I fully admit that she had no right to dress up Meg Drummond as a ghost and to frighten such a nervous, silly girl as you are; but afterwards, when she saw the effect, who could have been more n.o.ble than Hollyhock; who could have nursed you with more splendid care, and--and _loved_ you, Leucha--you, who are _not_ popular in the school?"
"I don"t care! I won"t stay here long," muttered Leucha. "If you think I am going to eat humble pie to that Hollyhock, you are mistaken, Mrs Macintyre."
Mrs Macintyre was silent for a moment; then she spoke.
"I am sorry. A n.o.bler nature would have taken the thing as a joke; but you, alas! are the reverse of n.o.ble. You have a small nature, Leucha, and you must struggle against it with all your might if you are to do any good in life."
"I am not accustomed to being spoken to in that strain," said Leucha.
"Perhaps not; it would have been good for you if you had been. Oh, my child, if I could but move your hard heart and show you the blessed spirit of Love pleading for you, and the Holy Spirit full to the brim with perfect forgiveness, stretched out even to _you_."
"You talk to me," said Leucha, "exactly as if _I_ were the sinner.
It"s Hollyhock, mean little scamp, who is the sinner, and yet you call her brave and n.o.ble."
"Hollyhock has most fully repented, and therefore is n.o.ble. I intend always to love her as she deserves to be loved."
"Well, I don"t care," said Leucha. "She is nothing to me in the future. I "ll have nothing to do with her--nothing at all."
Again Mrs Macintyre was silent.
After another long pause she said, "Then you will not forgive the sweet girl, who nursed you back to life?"
"Never, never," answered Leucha. "Why should I be tortured in this way?"
"My dear, I must torture you for your good. You will not grant Hollyhock forgiveness?"
"I said before that I would _never_ do so."
"Very well. Hollyhock is the last girl in the world who needs pleading for; but suppose, Leucha--I don"t say for a moment I shall succeed--but _suppose_ I were to go to Hollyhock, who feels that she has done her part and has shown her sorrow for her little childish freak in every possible way, would you, my child, accept her words of contrition, and when I brought her to meet you, receive her as one so n.o.ble ought to be met?"
"No; I would turn from her with scorn. I would tell the humbug what I think of her."
"Then, Leucha, I have nothing further to say. I doubt if I _could_ get Hollyhock to humble herself to this degree; but certainly, after your last words, I shall not try. Now, you have returned to the school on an awkward day, when a charade introducing various animals is to be acted in the great hall. Twelve girls will play different animals, and the crisis and crux of the whole thing will be the appearance of "poor ghostie," which part Hollyhock will undertake herself. I warn you beforehand that, as you are so _very_ timid in the presence of false ghosts--for, of course, I personally do not believe in real ghosts--it would be wise for you to remain in your bedroom, and thus keep out of the way. I believe Hollyhock is going to do the ghost very well. I have no desire to interfere with the games of the school. The games teacher, Miss Kent, manages these, and your unexpected and, I must add, _unwished-for_ return cannot stop to-night"s programme. You had better promise me, therefore, to go to your room, where one of the servants will bring you up some supper. I really advise you for your own good, my child, for I understand that ghost will look very awful to-night, and you, being so terribly nervous, may not be able to bear the sight."
Don"t fear for me, Mrs Macintyre," said Leucha. "I "m not quite such a fool as you think me, and I certainly will sit in the hall with the other girls, and, if possible, put Holly to shame."
"That I strictly forbid," said Mrs Macintyre. "A game is a game; a charade is a charade. While the acting proceeds no looker-on must interfere except under my intense displeasure. In fact, my dear Leucha, after what I have said, I shall write to your mother asking her to remove you from the school, unless you promise not to make any fuss or show any fear to-night. Go back to your room now."
"And you really tell me, Mrs Macintyre, that the Earl of Crossways"
daughter will be dismissed from the school?"
"There will be no difficulty about that," replied Mrs Macintyre. "I have six fresh girls anxious to be admitted. You are not popular; your character does not suit us. The fact of your being Earl Crossways"
daughter has no effect in a school which is the gift of the Duke of Ardshiel; so don"t fancy it. Act sensibly, as you cannot bring yourself to forgive, and stay in your bedroom. I am not talking nonsense when I predict that the nerves of the strongest will be tested to-night."
"I refuse. You can"t turn me out," said Leucha.
"Very well," said Mrs Macintyre. "I have put the case fully before you, and can do no more."
Leucha went back to her bedroom, where she really felt very troubled and, as a matter of fact, terribly frightened. If Meg Drummond, acting as the ghost, had nearly sent her into the other world, what effect could not Hollyhock produce? And Hollyhock meant to produce an effect unknown before in the great school.
Hollyhock was roused at last. Her forgiving nature had reached its limit. She felt naughty and wilful, and with a spice, as she expressed it, o" the de"il stirring in her breast. She was told by one of the girls that Mrs Macintyre"s intercession with Leucha had proved all in vain, and she determined, therefore, to make poor ghostie more terrible in appearance than he had ever been before. She rejoiced, in fact, in her naughty little mind at the thought of Leucha insisting on being one of the spectators, and resolved on no account whatsoever to spare her.
The charade was to take place immediately after light supper. The great hall was arranged for the occasion. A stage was erected at the farther end, in the darkest and most shadowy spot. Across the stage a great curtain was drawn, and footlights had been secured to throw up the antics of the different animals the twelve girls were to act. One was the kitchen cat. Daisy was to be dressed exactly to fit the part by Miss Kent"s and Hollyhock"s clever contrivance. The kitchen cat must have a poor thin body, all dressed in shabby fur of a nondescript sort. She was to wear over her head the mask of a real cat. A long scraggy tail was stuck on behind, which by an ingenious device could jerk up and down and from side to side.
Daisy Watson rejoiced in her part, and had learned the miauw, the mew, the hiss, the dash forward, the howl of rage, and the purr to perfection. She had stalked across the stage again and again that day as kitchen cat, each time evoking shrieks of laughter. By her side walked a timorous dog, who looked at the kitchen cat with awe. The dog was purposely made to imitate Leucha, and whenever this lean and ugly brute appeared the kitchen cat said, "Hiss-phitz-witz!" whereupon the lean animal retired in mortal terror, his mongrel tail tucked under his mongrel legs.
The resemblance to Leucha was really so marvellous as to be laughable, and all the girls had declared that they would not have allowed this beastie to appear if Leucha had been expected to be in the school. But Leucha had come back unexpectedly, and her conduct to Hollyhock had so roused the ire of that generally good-natured girl that she made up her mind that no change should now take place in the programme.
Besides the ordinary cat and dog, there was one ferocious-looking beast managed with great skill, a lion. A very tall girl in the school took this part. The lion"s mane was magnificent, his growls such as to terrify any one. These were produced in reality by a little toy instrument concealed in the mouth. He growled and stalked about, and looked so like the real thing that more girls than Leucha shrank back in alarm as he approached the frail barrier which separated the actors from the spectators.
Who _was_ this enormous beast? Could it possibly be a _real lion_?
Then there were the wild panther, the fierce tiger, a pony, an ox, a sheep, a goat, a pig, a long, wriggling thing to represent a snake, and finally a most enormous c.o.c.k-a-doodle-doo, who seemed to fear none of the awful forest beasts and reptiles, but sang out his l.u.s.ty crow right heartily with all the goodwill in the world.
But the three characters who excited most mirth or fear amongst the spell-bound spectators were, first and foremost, the kitchen cat; second, the timorous mongrel dog; and third, the lion with his mighty mane and terrible roar. The mongrel dog gave faint yelps and howls of anguish whenever he was approached by the lion or the kitchen cat. The lion made a valiant attempt, growling savagely as he did so, to demolish the cat; but the agile cat leaped on his back, stuck her claws, which were really crooked pins, into his hide, and sent the king of beasts howling to a distant part of the stage. She then proceeded to torment the mongrel dog, and to draw out, as she well knew how, Leucha"s peculiarities in the dog.
Leucha sat in the audience, rather far back, nearly stunned with horror. Oh, the cruelty of the whole thing! Of course she recognised Daisy; of course she recognised the caricature of herself. Oh! it was a wicked, wicked thing to do, and she had no sympathy, and no friend anywhere. She sat, it is true, amongst the girls, but she was not one of them. They were absolutely yelling with laughter over the pranks of the cat and the terror of the dog. They had never seen so fine a piece of acting in their lives before.
One girl was heard to say distinctly to another, "Why, if that wee doggie is not Leucha to the life, I "m very much mistaken;" and Leucha heard the words and knew that the mongrel dog was meant for her, and yet she dared not do anything. She clung to her seat in abject misery.
Suddenly the lights on the stage were lowered. They were made strangely, weirdly dim; a kind of blue light pervaded the scene; the different animals crouched together; and ghostie, very tall, very skeleton-like, very fearsome, with his jet-black eyes, walked calmly on. Oh, but he was a gruesome thing to see! There was a look of horror on his face, and when he spoke, his words were awful.
"I have come from the bottom of the cold lake. Dry my wet locks.
Which of you all will dry my locks? The poor beasties cannot. I must jump over the enclosure and walk among the la.s.sies and see which of them will dry my dripping locks!"
The blue light now pervaded all parts of the room, and the ghost went straight up to Leucha.
"You are brave; do this favour for poor ghostie. See how my black eyes glitter into yours! Will not one of you come forward and dry my sleekit locks? I thought the bravest la.s.s in the school would do it, so I came straight to wee Leuchy; but she has turned her head aside.
What ails the la.s.sie? What can be coming over her, and she so brave and so n.o.ble?"
The intense sarcasm in these words caused the entire school to shriek with laughter, in the midst of which Leucha flew to her room, vowing that even the Duke"s locket and crest would not keep her another day in this fearful school.