"Yes. Mr. Shuttleworth came down to Lefford yesterday, and has been going into the books with me this morning. And, by the way, Arnold, I hope you will meet him here at dinner to-night. I should not a bit wonder, either, but he might tell you of some opening for yourself: he seems to know most of the chief medical men in London. He is selling a good practice of his own. It is his health that obliges him to come to the country."
"I hope you will suit one another," said Dr. Knox; for he knew that it was not every one who could get on with fidgety old Tamlyn.
"We are to give it a six months" trial," said Tamlyn. "He would not bind himself without that. At the end of the six months, if both parties are not satisfied, we cancel the agreement: he withdraws his money, and I am at liberty to take a fresh partner. For that half-year"s services he will receive his half-share of profits: which of course is only fair.
You see I tell you all, Arnold."
Dr. Knox dined with them, and found the new man a very pleasant fellow, but quite as old as Tamlyn. He could not help wondering how he would relish the parish work, and said so in a whisper to Mr. Tamlyn while Shuttleworth was talking to Bertie.
"Oh, he thinks it will be exercise for him," replied the surgeon. "And Dockett will be coming on, you know."
It was a dark night, the beginning of November, wet and splashy. Mrs.
Knox had a soiree at Rose Villa; and when the doctor reached home he met the company coming forth with cloaks and lanterns and clogs.
"Oh, it"s you, Arnold, is it!" cried Mrs. Knox. "Could you not have come home for my evening? Two of the whist-tables had to play dummy: we had some disappointments."
"I stayed to dine with Mr. Tamlyn," said Arnold.
Sitting together over the fire, he and she alone, Mrs. Knox asked him whether he would not give her a hundred pounds a-year for his board, instead of seventy-five. Which was uncommonly cool, considering what he paid for her besides in housekeeping bills. Upon which, Arnold told her he should not be with her beyond the close of the year: he was going to leave Lefford. For a minute, it struck her dumb.
"Good Heavens, Arnold, how am I to keep the house on without your help?
I must say you have no consideration. Leave Lefford!"
"Mr. Tamlyn has given me notice," replied Arnold. "He is taking a partner."
"But--I just ask you--how am I to pay my way?"
"It seems to me that your income is quite sufficient for that, mother.
If not--perhaps--if I may suggest it--you might put down the pony-chaise."
Mrs. Knox shrieked out that he was a cruel man. Arnold, who never cared to stand scenes, lighted his candle and went up to bed.
Shuttleworth had taken rather a fancy to Dr. Knox; perhaps he remembered, too, that he was turning him adrift. Anyway, he bestirred himself, and got him appointed to a medical post in London, where Arnold would receive two hundred a-year, and his board.
"I presume you know that I am about to run away, Miss Carey," said Dr.
Knox, hastening up to join her one Sunday evening when they were coming out of church at Lefford.
"As if every one did not know that!" cried Mina. "Where"s mamma, Arnold?
and Lotty?"
"They are behind, talking to the Parkers."
The Parkers were great friends of Mina"s, so she ran back. The doctor and Janet walked slowly on.
"You will be glad to leave, sir," said Janet, in her humble fashion.
"Things have not been very comfortable for you at home--and I hear you are taking a much better post."
"I shall be sorry to leave for one thing--that is, because I fear things may be more uncomfortable for you," he spoke out bravely. "What Rose Villa will be when all restraint is taken from the children, and with other undesirable things, I don"t like to imagine."
"I shall do very well," said Janet, meekly.
"I wonder you put up with it," he exclaimed. "You might be ten thousand times better and happier elsewhere."
"But I fear to change: I have no one to recommend me or to look out for me, you know."
"There"s that lady I"ve heard you speak of--your aunt, Miss Cattledon."
"I could not think of troubling her. My mother"s family do not care to take much notice of me. They thought my father was not my mother"s equal in point of family, and when she married him, they turned her off, as it were. No, sir, I have only myself to look to."
"A great many of us are in the same case," he said. "Myself, for instance. I have been indulging I don"t know what day-dreams for some time past: one of them that Mr. Tamlyn would give me a share in his practice: and--and there were others to follow in due course. Vain dreams all, and knocked on the head now."
"You will be sure to get on," said Janet.
"Do you think so?" he asked very softly, looking down into Janet"s nice eyes by the gaslight in the road.
"At least, I hope you will."
"Well, I shall try for it."
"Arnold!--come back, Arnold; I want you to give me your arm up the hill," called out Mrs. Knox.
Dr. Knox had to enter on his new situation at quarter-day, the twenty-fifth of December; so he went up to London on Christmas-Eve.
Which was no end of a blow to old Tamlyn, as it left all the work on his own shoulders for a week.
III.
From two to three months pa.s.sed on. One windy March day, Mrs. Knox sat alone in the garden-room, worrying over her money matters. The table, drawn near the fire, was strewed with bills and tradesmen"s books; the sun shone on the closed gla.s.s-doors.
Mrs. Knox"s affairs had been getting into an extremely hopeless condition. It seemed, by the acc.u.mulation of present debts, that Arnold"s money must have paid for everything. Her own income, which came in quarterly, appeared to dwindle away, she knew not how or where. A piteous appeal had gone up a week ago to Arnold, saying she should be in prison unless he a.s.sisted her, for the creditors were threatening to take steps. Arnold"s answer, delivered this morning, was a fifty-pound note enclosed in a very plain letter. It had inconvenienced him to send the money, he said, and he begged her fully to understand that it was the _last_ he should ever send.
So there sat Mrs. Knox before the table in an old dressing-gown, and her black hair more dishevelled than a mop. The bills, oceans of them, and the fifty-pound note lay in a heap together. Master d.i.c.ky had been cutting animals out of a picture-book, leaving the sc.r.a.ps on the cloth and the old carpet. Lotty had distributed there a few sets of dolls"
clothes. Gerty had been tearing up a newspaper for a kite-tail. The fifty pounds would pay about a third of the debts, and Mrs. Knox was trying to apportion a sum to each of them accordingly.
It bothered her finely, for she was no accountant. She could manage to add up without making very many mistakes; but when it came to subtraction, her brain went into a hopeless maze. Janet might have done it, but Mrs. Knox was furious with Janet and would not ask her.
Ill-treated, over-worked, Janet had plucked up courage to give notice, and was looking out for a situation in Lefford. Just now, Janet was in the kitchen, ironing d.i.c.k"s frilled collars.
"Take fifty-three from fourteen, and how much _does_ remain?" groaned Mrs. Knox over the shillings. At that moment there was a sound of carriage-wheels, and a tremendous ring at the door. Sally darted in.
"Oh, ma"am, it"s my Lady Jenkins! I knew her carriage at a distance. It have got red wheels!"
"Oh, my goodness!" cried Mrs. Knox, starting up. "Don"t open the door yet, Sally: let me get upstairs first. Her ladyship"s come to take me a drive, I suppose. Go and call Miss Carey--or stay, I"ll go to her."
Mrs. Knox opened one of the gla.s.s-doors, and whisked round to the kitchen. She bade Janet leave the ironing and go to do her books and bills: hastily explaining that she wanted to know how far fifty pounds would go towards paying a fair proportion off each debt. Janet was to make it all out in figures.
"Be sure and take care of the note--I"ve left it somewhere," called back Mrs. Knox as she escaped to the stairs in hurry and confusion; for my Lady Jenkins"s footman was working both bell and knocker alarmingly.
Janet only half comprehended. She went round to the garden-room, shut the gla.s.s-doors, and began upon the bills and books. But first of all, she looked out for the letters that were lying about, never supposing that the special charge had reference to anything else: at least, she said so afterwards: and put them inside Mrs. Knox"s desk. From first to last, then and later, Janet Carey maintained that she did not see any bank-note.