Meantime, Caroline must remain a tenant of the PaG.o.da, though, as she told the eager Janet, this did not prevent a stay in London for the sake of the cla.s.ses and the society, of whom she was always talking, only there must be time to see their way.
The next proposition gave universal satisfaction, Mother Carey would take her whole brood to London for a day, to make purchases, the three elder children each with five pounds, the younger with two pounds a-piece. She actually wanted to take two-thirds of those from Kencroft also, with the same bounty in their pockets, but to this their parents absolutely refused consent. To go about London with a train of seven was bad enough; but that was her own affair, and they could not prevent it; and they absolutely would not swell the number to thirteen. It would be ridiculous; she would want an omnibus to go about in.
"I did not mean all to go about together. The elder boys will go their own way."
But, as the Colonel observed, that was all very well for boys, whose home had always been in London, but she would find his country lads much in her way. She then reduced her demand by a third, for she really wished for Johnny; but the Colonel"s principles would not allow him to accept so great an indulgence for Rob.
That unlucky fellow had, of course, failed in his examination, and this had renewed the Colonel"s resentment at his laziness and shuffling. He was, however, improved by contact with strangers, looked and behaved less bearishly, and had acquired a will to do better. Still, it was not possible to regret his absence, except because it involved that of his brother; and, with a great effort, and many a.s.surances of her being really needed, Jessie"s company was secured.
Never was the taste of wealth sweeter than in that over-filled railway carriage, before it was light on the winter morning, with a vista of endless possibilities contained in those crackling notes and round gold pieces, Jessie being, of course, as well off as the rest, and feeling the novelty and wonder even more.
Mrs. Acton"s house was to be the place of rendezvous, and she would take charge of the girls for part of the day, the boys wished to shift for themselves; and Allen and Bobus had friends of their own with whom they meant to lunch.
Clara met her friend with an agitated manner, half-laughing, half-crying, as she said--
"Well, Mother Carey dear, you haven"t quite soared above us yet?"
"Petrels never take high flights," said Carey; "I hope and trust that it may prove impossible to make a fine lady of me. I am caught late, you see."
"Your daughters are not. You won"t like to have them making excuses for mamma"s friends."
"Janet"s exclusiveness will not be of that sort, and for warm-hearted little Babie, trust her. Do you know where the Ogilvies can be written to, Clara? Are they at Rome, or Florence?"
"They were to be at Florence by the 14th. Mary has learnt to be such a traveller, that she always drags her brother abroad for however short a time St. Kenelm may give her."
"I hope I shall catch her in time. We want her for our governess."
"Now, really, Carey, you are a woman for old friends! But do you think you will get on? You know she won"t spare you."
"That"s the very reason I want her."
"It is very generous of you! You always were the best little thing in the world, with a strong turn for being under the lash; so you"re going to keep the slave in the back of your triumphal chariot, like the Roman general."
"I see, you"re afraid she will teach me to be too proper behaved for you."
"Precisely so, after her experience of Russian countesses. I don"t know whether she will let you be mistress of your own house."
"She will make me mistress all the more," said Caroline; "for she will make me all the more "queen o"er myself.""
Then began the shopping, such shopping extraordinary as none of the family had ever enjoyed except in dreams; and when it was the object of everybody to conceal their purchases from everybody else. Caroline contrived to make time for a quiet luncheon with Dr. and Mrs. Lucas, to which she took her two youngest boys, since Jock was the G.o.dson of the house, and had moreover been shaken off by his two elder brothers.
Happily he was too good-tempered to grumble at being thrown over, and his mind was in a beatific state of contemplation of his newly-purchased treasures, a small pistol, a fifteen-bladed knife, and a box of miscellaneous sweets, although his mother had so far succ.u.mbed to the weakness of her s.e.x as to prevent the weapon from being accompanied by any ammunition.
As to Armine, she wanted to consult Dr. Lucas about the fragile looks and liability to cold that had alarmed her ever since Rob"s exploit.
Besides, he was so unlike the others! Had she not seen him quietly make his way into the drawing-room, where Mrs. Lucas kept a box for the Children"s Hospital, and drop into it two bright florins, one of which she had seen Babie hand over to him?
"I do think it is not canny," she said, as if it had been one of his symptoms.
"Do you want me to prescribe for it?"
"I did try one prescription for having too big a soul; I turned my poor little boy loose into school, and there they half killed him for me, and made the original complaint worse."
"Happily no prescription, "neither life, nor death, nor any other creature," can cure that complaint," said the good old doctor, "though, alas! it is only too apt to dry up from within."
"Still I can"t help feeling it rather awful to have to do with a being so spiritual as that, and it appears to me to increase on him, so that he never seems quite to belong to me. And precocity is a dangerous sign, is it not?"
"I see," said the doctor, smiling; "you are going to be a treasure to the faculty, and indulge in anxieties and consultations."
"Now, Dr. Lucas, you know that we were always anxious about Armine. You remember his father said he needed more care than the rest."
Dr. Lucas allowed that this was true; but he only recommended flannel, pale ale, moderation in study, and time to recover the effects of the pump.
Both the good old friends were very kind and full of tender congratulation, mingled with a little anxiety, though they were pleased with her good taste and simplicity and absence of all elation. But then she had hardly realised the new position, and seemed to look neither behind nor before. Her only scheme seemed to be to take a house in London for a few months, and then perhaps to go abroad, but of this she could not talk in those old scenes which vividly brought back that castle in the air, never fulfilled, of a holiday in Switzerland with Joe.
On leaving the Lucases, she sent her boys on before her to the nearest bazaar, and was soon at her old home. Kind Mrs. Drake effaced herself as much as possible, and let her roam about the house alone, but furniture had altered every room, so that no responsive chord was touched till she came to the study, which was little changed. There she shut herself in and strove to recall the touch of the hand that was gone, the sound of the voice that was still. She stood, where she had been wont to stand over her husband, when he had been busy at his table and she had run down with some inquiry, and with a yearning ache of heart she clasped her hands, and almost breathed out the words, "O Joe, Joe, dear father!
Oh! for one moment of you to tell me what to do, and how to keep true to the charge you gave me--your Magnum Bonum!"
So absolutely had she asked the question, that she waited, almost expecting a reply, but there was no voice and none to answer her; and she was turning away with a sickening sense of mockery at her own folly in seeking the empty shrine whence the oracle of her life had departed, when her eye fell on the engraving over the mantel-piece. It was the one thing for which Mr. Drake had begged as a memorial of Joe Brownlow, and it still hung in its old place. It was of the Great Physician, consoling and healing all around--the sick, the captive, the self-tormenting genius, the fatherless, the widow.
Was this the answer? Something darted through her mind like a pang followed by a strange throb--"Give yourself up to Him. Seek the true good first. The other may lie on its way."
But it was only a pang. The only too-natural recoil came the next minute. Was not she as religious as there was any need to be, or at least as she could be without alienating her children or affecting more than she felt? Give herself to Him? How? Did that mean a great deal of church-going, sermon-reading, cottage visiting, prayers, meditations, and avoidance of pleasure? That would never do; the boys would not bear it, and Janet would be alienated; besides, it would be hypocrisy in one who could not sit still and think, or attend to anything lengthy and wearisome.
So, as a kind of compromise, she looked at the photograph which hung below, and to it she almost spoke out her answer. "Yes, I"ll be very good, and give away lots of things. Mary Ogilvie shall come and keep me in order, and she won"t let me be naughty, if I ever want to be naughty when I get away from Ellen. Then Magnum Bonum shall have its turn too.
Don"t be afraid, dearest. If Allen does not take to it now, I am sure Bobus will be a great chemical discoverer, able to give all his time and spare no expense, and then we will fit up this dear old house for a hospital for very poor people. That"s what you would have done if you had been here! Oh, if this money had only come in time! But here are these horrid tears! If I once begin crying I shall be good for nothing.
If I don"t go at once, there"s no saying what Jock mayn"t have bought."
She was just in time to find Jock asking the price of all the animals in the Pantheon Bazaar, and expecting her to supply the cost of a vicious-looking monkey. The whole flock collected in due time at the station, and so did their parcels. Allen brought with him his chief purchase, the most lovely toy-terrier in the world, whom he presented on the spot to Elvira, and who divided the journey between licking himself and devouring the fragments of biscuit with which Jock supplied him.
Allen had also bought a beautiful statuette for himself, and a set of studs. Janet had set herself up with a case of mathematical instruments and various books; Bobus"s purchases were divers chemical appliances and a pocket microscope, also what he thrust into Jessie"s lap and she presently proclaimed to be a lovely little work-case; Jessie herself was hugging a parcel, which turned out to contain warm pelisses for the two nursery boys just above the baby. For the adaptation of their seniors"
last year"s garments had not proved so successful as not to have much grieved the good girl and her mother.
Elvira"s money had all gone into an accordion, and a necklace of large blue beads.
"Didn"t you get anything for your grandfather or your cousins?" said Caroline.
"I wanted it all," said Elfie; "and you only gave me two sovereigns, or I would have had the bracelets too."
"Never mind, Elfie," cried Babie, "I"ve got something for Mr. Gould and for Kate and Mary."
"Have you, Babie? So have I," returned Armine; and the two, who had been wedged into one seat, began a whispering conversation, by which the listeners might have learnt that there was a friendly rivalry as to which had made the two pounds provide the largest possible number of presents. Neither had bought anything for self, for the chest of drawers, bath, and broom were for Babie"s precious dolls, not for herself. Mother Carey, uncle and aunt, brothers, sisters, cousins, servants, Mr. Gould, the gardener"s grandson, the old apple-woman, "the little thin girls," had all been provided for at that wonderful German Bazaar, and the only regret was that gifts for Mr. Ogilvie and Alfred Richards could not be brought within the powers of even two pounds. What had Mother Carey bought? Ah! n.o.body was to know till Twelfth-day, and then the first tree cut at Belforest would be a Christmas-tree. Then came a few regrets that everybody had proclaimed their purchases, and therewith people began to grow weary and drop asleep. It was by gaslight that they arrived at home and bundled into the flys that awaited them, and then in the hall at home came Elvira"s cry--
"Where"s my doggie, my Chico?"
"Here; I took him out," said Jock.
"That"s not Chico; that"s a nasty, horrid, yellow cur. Chico was black.
You naughty boy, Jock, you"ve been and changed my dog."
"Has Midas changed him to gold?" cried Babie.