"And the weemen"--here the housekeeper paused as one still lost in amazement at the audacity with which they had waylaid the helpless MacWheep--"there wes ae madam in Muirtown that hed the face tae invite hersel" oot tae tea wi" three dochters, an" the way they wud flatter him on his sermons wes shamefu".
"If they didna begin askin" him tae stay wi" them on Presbytery days, and Mrs. MacOmish hed the face tae peety him wi" naebody but a hoosekeeper. He lat oot tae me though that the potatoes were as hard as a stone at denner, an" that he hed juist ae blanket on his bed, which wesna great management for four weemen."
As Carmichael"s aunt seemed to be more and more impressed, Margaret moistened her lips and rose higher.
"So the next time ma lady comes oot tae see the spring flowers," she said, "a" explained that the minister wes sae delicate that a" didna c.o.o.nt it richt for him tae change his bed, and a" thocht it wud be mair comfortable for him tae come hame on the Presbytery nichts, an" safer.
"What said she? No a word," and Miss Meiklewham recalled the ancient victory with relish. "She lookit at me, and a" lookit at her, an"
naething pa.s.sed; but that wes the laist time a" saw her at the manse.
A "ve hed experience, and a "m no feared tae tak" chairge o" yir nephew."
Carmichael"s aunt was very deferential, complimenting the eminent woman on her gifts and achievements, and indicating that it would be hard for a young Free Kirk minister to obtain a better guardian; but she had already made arrangements with a woman from the south, and could not change.
Drumtochty was amazed at her self-will, and declared by the mouth of Kirsty Stewart that Carmichael"s aunt had flown in the face of Providence. Below her gentle simplicity she was however a shrewd woman, and was quite determined that her nephew should not be handed over to the tender mercies of a clerical housekeeper, who is said to be a heavier yoke than the Confession of Faith, for there be clever ways of escape from confessions, but none from Margaret Meiklewham; and while all the churches are busy every year in explaining that their Articles do not mean what they say, Miss Meiklewham had a snort which was beyond all she said, and that was not by any means restricted.
"John," said Carmichael"s aunt, one day after they had been buying carpets, "I "ve got a housekeeper for you that will keep you comfortable and can hold her tongue," but neither then nor afterwards, neither to her nephew nor to Drumtochty, did Carmichael"s aunt tell where she secured Sarah.
"That"s my secret, John," she used to say, with much roguishness, "an"
ye maun confess that there "s ae thing ye dinna ken. Ye "ll hae the best-kept manse in the Presbytery, an" ye "ll hae nae concern, sae be content."
Which he was, and asked no questions, so that he knew no more of Sarah the day she left than the night she arrived; and now he sometimes speculates about her history, but he has no clue.
She was an event in the life of the parish, and there are those who speak of her unto this day with exasperation. The new housekeeper was a subject of legitimate though ostentatiously veiled curiosity, and it was expected that a full biography by Elspeth Macfadyen would be at the disposal of the kirkyard, as well as the Free Kirk gate, within ten days of her arrival; it might even be on the following Sabbath, although it was felt that this was asking too much of Elspeth.
It was on the Friday evening Mrs. Macfadyen called, with gifts of b.u.t.ter and cream for the minister, and was received with grave, silent courtesy. While they played with the weather, the visitor made a swift examination, and she gave the results on Sabbath for what they were worth.
"A tall, black wumman, spare an" erect, no ill-faured nor ill-made; na, na, a "ll alloo that; a trig, handy c.u.mmer, wi" an eye like a hawk an"
a voice like p.u.s.s.y; nane o" yir gossipin", haverin", stravaigin" kind.
He "ll be clever "at gets onything out o" her or maks much o" a bargain wi" her.
"Sall, she "s a madam an" nae mistak". If that waefu", cunnin", tramping wratch Clockie didna come tae the door, where I was sittin", an" askit for the new minister. Ye ken he used tae come an" hear Maister Cunningham on the principles o" the Disruption for an "oor, givin" oot that he wes comin" roond tae the Free Kirk view; then he got his denner an" a suit o" claithes."
"A" mind o" Clockie gettin" five shillin"s ae day," remarked Jamie Soutar, who was at the Free Kirk that morning; "he hed started Dr.
Chalmers wi" the minister; Dr. Guthrie he c.o.o.nt.i.t to be worth aboot half-a-croon; but he aince hed three shillin"s oot o" the Cardross case. He wes graund on the doctrine o" speeritual independence, and terrible drouthy; but a "m interruptin" ye, Elspeth."
""The minister is at dinner," says she, "and can"t be disturbed; he sees no one at the door."
""It"s reeligion a "m come aboot," says Clockie, stickin" in his foot tae keep the door open, "an" a"ll juist wait at the fire."
""It"s more likely to be whisky from your breath, and you will find a public-house in the village; we give nothing to vagrants here." Then she closed the door on his foot, and the language he used in the yard wesna connect.i.t wi" reeligion."
Drumtochty admitted that this showed a woman of vigour--although our conventions did not allow us to treat Clockie or any known wastrel so masterfully--and there was an evident anxiety to hear more.
"Her dress wes black an" fitt.i.t like a glove, an" wes set aff wi" a collar an" cuffs, an" a" saw she hedna come frae the country, so that wes ae thing settled; yon "s either a toon dress or maybe her ain makin" frae patterns.
"It micht be Edinburgh or Glesgie, but a" began tae jalouse England aifter hearin" her hannel Clockie, sae a" watchit fur a word tae try her tongue."
"Wurk is a gude handy test," suggested Jamie; "the English hae barely ae r, and the Scotch hae aboot sax in "t."
"She wudna say "t, Jamie, though a" gied her a chance, speakin" aboot ae wumman daein" a"thing in the manse, sae a" fell back on church, an"
that brocht oot the truth. She didna say "chich," so she "s no English born, and she didna say "churrrch," so she "s been oot o" Scotland. It wes half and between, and so a" said it wud be pleasant for her tae be in her ain country again, aifter livin" in the sooth."
Her hearers indicated that Elspeth had not fallen beneath herself, and began to wonder how a woman who had lived in London would fit into Drumtochty.
"What div ye think she said tae me?" Then Drumtochty understood that there had been an incident, and that Elspeth as a conversationalist, if not as a raconteur, had found her equal.
""You are very kind to think of my movements, but""--and here Mrs.
Macfadyen spoke very slowly--""I"m afraid they don"t teach home geography at your school. Paisley is not out of Scotland.""
"Ye"ve met yir match, Elspeth," said Jamie, with a hoa.r.s.e chuckle, and the situation was apparent to all. It was evident that the new housekeeper was minded to hide her past, and the choice of her last residence was a stroke of diabolical genius. Paisley is an ancient town inhabited by a virtuous and industrious people, who used to make shawls and now spin thread, and the atmosphere is so literary that it is believed every tenth man is a poet. Yet people do not boast of having been born there, and natives will pretend they came from Greenock. No one can mention Paisley without a smile, and yet no one can say what amused him. Certain names are the source of perennial laughter, in which their inhabitants join doubtfully, as persons not sure whether to be proud or angry. They generally end in an apology, while the public, grasping vaguely at the purpose of such a place, settle on it every good tale that is going about the world unprovided for and fatherless. So a name comes to be bathed in the ridiculous, and a mere reference to it pa.s.ses for a stroke of supreme felicity.
"Paisley"--Jamie again tasted the idea--"she "ll be an acqueesition tae the Glen."
It was Sarah"s first stroke of character to arrive without notice--having utterly baffled Peter at the Junction--and to be in complete possession of the manse on the return of Carmichael and his aunt from pastoral visits.
"Sarah," cried the old lady in amazement at the sight of the housekeeper in full uniform, calm and self-possessed, as one having been years in this place, "when did ye come?"
"Two hours ago, m"am, and I think I understand the house. Shall I bring tea into the dining-room, or would you rather have it in the study?" But she did not once glance past his aunt to Carmichael, who was gazing in silence at this composed young woman in the doorway.
"This is Sarah, John, who hes come to keep yir house," and his aunt stepped back. "Sarah, this is my dear laddie, the minister."
Perhaps because her eyes were of a flashing black that pierced one like a steel blade, Sarah usually looked down in speaking to you, but now she gave Carmichael one swift, comprehensive look that judged him soul and body, then her eyes fell, and her face, always too hard and keen, softened.
"I will try, sir, to make you comfortable, and you will tell me anything that is wrong."
"You took us by surprise, Sarah," and Carmichael, after his hearty fashion, seized his housekeeper"s hand; "let me bid you welcome to the manse. I hope you will be happy here, and not feel lonely."
But the housekeeper only bowed, and turned to his aunt.
"Dinner at six? As you were not in, and it did not seem any use consulting the woman that was here, I am preparing for that hour."
"Well, ye see, Sarah, we have just been taking tea, with something to it, but if--"
"Gentlemen prefer evening dinner, ma"am."
"Quite right, Sarah," burst in Carmichael in great glee; "tea-dinner is the most loathsome meal ever invented, and we "ll never have it in the Free Manse.
"That is an admirable woman, auntie," as Sarah disappeared, "with sound views on important subjects. I "ll never ask again where she came from; she is her own testimonial."
"You mauna be extravagant, John; Sarah hes never seen a manse before, and I must tell her not to--"
"Ruin me, do you mean, by ten courses every evening, like the dinners West-end philanthropists used to give our men to show them how to behave at table? We "ll be very economical, only having meat twice a week--salt fish the other days--but it will always be dinner."
"What ails you at tea-dinner, John? it"s very tasty and homely."
"It"s wicked, auntie, and has done more injury to religion than drinking. No, I"m not joking--that is a childish habit--but giving utterance to profound truth, which ought to be proclaimed on the house-tops, or perhaps in the kitchens.
"Let me explain, and I "ll make it as plain as day--all heresy is just bad thinking, and that comes from bad health, and the foundation of health is food. A certain number of tea-dinners would make a man into a Plymouth brother. It"s a mere question of time.