Such had been his splendid "castle in the air." But now the thunderbolt had fallen and his castle was in ruins.
Claudia, whom he had believed to be, if not perfectly faultless, yet the purest, n.o.blest, and proudest among women; Claudia, his queen, had been capable of selling herself to be the wife of an unloved man, for the price of a t.i.tle and a coronet--a breath and a bauble!
Claudia had struck a fatal blow, not only to his love for her, but to his honor of her; and both love and honor were in their death-throes!
Anguish is no computer of time. He might have sat there half an hour or half a day, he could not have told which, when he heard the voice of his kind friend calling him.
"Ishmael, Ishmael, my lad, where are you, boy? Come to me!"
"Yes, yes, sir, I am coming," he answered mechanically.
And like one who has fainted from torture, and recovered in bewilderment, he arose and walked down to the study.
Some blind instinct led him straight to the chair that was sitting with its back to the window; into this he sank, with his face in the deep shadow.
Judge Merlin was walking up and down the floor, with signs of disturbance in his looks and manners.
A waiter with decanters of brandy and wine, and some gla.s.ses, stood upon the table. This was a very unusual thing.
"Well, Ishmael, it is done! my girl is to be a viscountess; but I do not like it; no, I do not like it!"
Ishmael was incapable of reply; but the judge continued:
"It is not only that I shall lose her; utterly lose her, for her home will be in another hemisphere, and the ocean will roll between me and my sole child,--it is not altogether that,--but, Ishmael, I don"t like the fellow; and I never did, and never can!"
Here the judge paused, poured out a gla.s.s if wine, drank it, and resumed:
"And I do not know why I don"t like him! that is the worst of it! His rank is, of course, unexceptionable, and indeed much higher than a plain republican like myself has a right to expect in a son-in-law! And his character appears to be unquestionable! He is good-looking, well-behaved, intelligent and well educated young fellow enough, and so I do not know why it is that I don"t like him! But I don"t like him, and that is all about it!"
The judge sighed, ran his hands through his gray hair, and continued:
"If I had any reason for this dislike; if I could find any just cause of offense in him; if I could put my hand down on any fault of his character, I could then say to my daughter: "I object to this man for your husband upon this account," and then I know she would not marry him in direct opposition to my wishes. But, you see, I cannot do anything like this, and my objection to the marriage, if I should express it, would appear to be caprice, prejudice, injustice--"
He sighed again, walked several times up and down the floor in silence, and then once more resumed his monologue:
"People will soon be congratulating me on my daughter"s very splendid marriage. Congratulating me! Good Heaven, what a mockery! Congratulating me on the loss of my only child, to a foreigner, whom I half dislike and more than half suspect--though without being able to justify either feeling. What do you think, Ishmael? Is that a subject for congratulation. But, good Heaven, boy! what is the matter with you? Are you ill?" he suddenly exclaimed, pausing before the young man and noticing for the first time the awful pallor of his face and the deadly collapse of his form.
"Are you ill, my dear boy? Speak!"
"Yes, yes, I am ill!" groaned Ishmael.
"Where? where?"
"Everywhere!"
The judge rushed to the table and poured out a gla.s.s of brandy and brought it to him.
But the young man, who was habitually and totally abstinent, shook his head.
"Drink it! drink it!" said the judge, offering the gla.s.s.
But Ishmael silently waved it off.
"As a medicine, you foolish fellow--as a medicine! You are sinking, don"t you know!" persisted the judge, forcing the gla.s.s into Ishmael"s hand.
Ishmael then placed it to his lips and swallowed its contents.
The effect of this draught upon him, unaccustomed as he was to alcoholic stimulants, was instantaneous. The brandy diffused itself through his chilled, sinking, and dying frame, warming, elevating, and restoring its powers.
"This is the fabled "elixir of life." I did not believe there was such a restorative in the world!" said Ishmael, sitting up and breathing freely under the transient exhilaration.
"To be sure it is, my boy!" said the judge heartily, as he took the empty gla.s.s from Ishmael"s hand and replaced it on the waiter. "But what have you been doing to reduce yourself to this state? Sitting up all night over some perplexing case, as likely as not."
"No."
"But I am sure you overwork yourself. You should not do it, Ishmael! It is absurd to kill yourself for a living, you know."
"I think, Judge Merlin, that, as you are so soon about to leave Washington, and as there is so little to do in your office, I should be grateful if you would at once release me from our engagement and permit me to leave your employment," said Ishmael, who felt that it would be to him the most dreadful trial to remain in the house and meet Claudia and Vincent as betrothed lovers every day, and at last witness their marriage.
The judge looked annoyed and then asked:
"Now, Ishmael, why do you wish to leave me before the expiration of the term for which you were engaged?"
And before Ishmael could answer that question, he continued:
"You are in error as to the reasons you a.s.sign. In the first place, I am not to leave Washington so soon as I expected; as it is arranged that we shall remain here for the solemnization of the marriage, which will not take place until the first of July. And in the second place, instead of there being but little to do in the office, there will be a great deal to do--all Claudia"s estate to be arranged, the viscount"s affairs to be examined, marriage settlements to be executed,--I wish it was the bridegroom that was to be executed instead,--letters to be written, and what not. So that you see I shall need your services very much. And besides, Ishmael, my boy, I do not wish to part with you just now, in this great trial of my life; for it is a great trial to me, Ishmael, to part with my only child, to a foreigner whom I dislike and who will take her across the sea to another world. I have loved you as a son, Ishmael.
And now I ask you to stand by me in this crisis--for I do not know how I shall bear it. It will be to me like giving her up to death."
Ishmael arose and placed his hand in that of his old friend. His stately young form was shaken by agitation, as an oak tree is by a storm, as he said:
"I will remain with you, Judge Merlin. I will remain with you through this trial. But oh, you do not know--you cannot know how terrible the ordeal will be to me!"
A sudden light of revelation burst upon Judge Merlin"s mind! He looked into that agonized young face, clasped that true hand and said:
"Is it so, my boy? Oh, my poor boy, is it indeed so?"
"Make some excuse for me to the family below; say that I am not well, for that indeed is true; I cannot come into the drawing room this evening!" said Ishmael.
And he hastily wrung his friend"s hand and hurried from the room, for after that one touch of sympathy from Claudia"s father he felt that if he had stayed another moment he should have shamed his manhood and wept.
He hurried up into his little room to strive, in solitude and prayer, with his great sorrow.
Meanwhile the judge took up his hat for a walk in the open air. He had not seen his daughter since he had given his consent to her betrothal.
And he felt that as yet he would not see her. He wished to subdue his own feelings of pain and regret before meeting her with the congratulations which he wished to offer.
"After all," he said to himself, as he descended the stairs "after all, I suppose, I should dislike any man in the world who should come to marry Claudia, so it is not the viscount who is in fault; but I who am unreasonable. But Ishmael! Ah, poor boy! poor boy! Heaven forgive Claudia if she has had anything to do with this! And may Heaven comfort him, for be deserves to be happy!"