Send her up."
Mrs. Inchbare made her appearance, courtesying deferentially; amazed at the condescension which admitted her within the hallowed precincts of Lady Lundie"s room.
"Take a chair," said her ladyship, graciously. "I am suffering from illness, as you perceive."
"My certie! sick or well, yer leddyship"s a braw sight to see!" returned Mrs. Inchbare profoundly impressed by the elegant costume which illness a.s.sumes when illness appears in the regions of high life.
"I am far from being in a fit state to receive any body," proceeded Lady Lundie. "But I had a motive for wishing to speak to you when you next came to my house. I failed to treat a proposal you made to me, a short time since, in a friendly and neighborly way. I beg you to understand that I regret having forgotten the consideration due from a person in my position to a person in yours. I am obliged to say this under very unusual circ.u.mstances," added her ladyship, with a glance round her magnificent bedroom, "through your unexpected prompt.i.tude in favoring me with a call. You have lost no time, Mrs. Inchbare, in profiting by the message which I had the pleasure of sending to you."
"Eh, my leddy, I wasna" that sure (yer leddyship having ance changed yer mind) but that ye might e"en change again if I failed to strike, as they say, while the iron"s het. I crave yer pardon, I"m sure, if I ha"
been ower hasty. The pride o" my hairt"s in my powltry--and the black Spaniards" (as they ca" them) are a sair temptation to me to break the tenth commandment, sae lang as they"re a" in yer leddyship"s possession, and nane o" them in mine."
"I am shocked to hear that I have been the innocent cause of your falling into temptation, Mrs. Inchbare! Make your proposal--and I shall be happy to meet it, if I can."
"I must e"en be content wi" what yer leddyship will condescend on. A haitch o" eggs if I can come by naething else."
"There is something else you would prefer to a hatch of eggs?"
"I wad prefer," said Mrs. Inchbare, modestly, "a c.o.c.k and twa pullets."
"Open the case on the table behind you," said Lady Lundie, "and you will find some writing paper inside. Give me a sheet of it--and the pencil out of the tray."
Eagerly watched by Mrs. Inchbare, she wrote an order to the poultry-woman, and held it out with a gracious smile.
"Take that to the gardener"s wife. If you agree with her about the price, you can have the c.o.c.k and the two pullets."
Mrs. Inchbare opened her lips--no doubt to express the utmost extremity of human grat.i.tude. Before she had said three words, Lady Lundie"s impatience to reach the end which she had kept in view from the time when Mrs. Glenarm had left the house burst the bounds which had successfully restrained it thus far. Stopping the landlady without ceremony, she fairly forced the conversation to the subject of Anne Silvester"s proceedings at the Craig Fernie inn.
"How are you getting on at the hotel, Mrs. Inchbare? Plenty of tourists, I suppose, at this time of year?"
"Full, my leddy (praise Providence), frae the bas.e.m.e.nt to the ceiling."
"You had a visitor, I think, some time since of whom I know something? A person--" She paused, and put a strong constraint on herself. There was no alternative but to yield to the hard necessity of making her inquiry intelligible. "A lady," she added, "who came to you about the middle of last month."
"Could yer leddyship condescend on her name?"
Lady Lundie put a still stronger constraint on herself. "Silvester," she said, sharply.
"Presairve us a"!" cried Mrs. Inchbare. "It will never be the same that cam" driftin" in by hersel"--wi" a bit bag in her hand, and a husband left daidling an hour or mair on the road behind her?"
"I have no doubt it is the same."
"Will she be a freend o" yer leddyship"s?" asked Mrs. Inchbare, feeling her ground cautiously.
"Certainly not!" said Lady Lundie. "I felt a pa.s.sing curiosity about her--nothing more."
Mrs. Inchbare looked relieved. "To tell ye truth, my leddy, there was nae love lost between us. She had a maisterfu" temper o" her ain--and I was weel pleased when I"d seen the last of her."
"I can quite understand that, Mrs. Inchbare--I know something of her temper myself. Did I understand you to say that she came to your hotel alone, and that her husband joined her shortly afterward?"
"E"en sae, yer leddyship. I was no" free to gi" her house-room in the hottle till her husband daidled in at her heels and answered for her."
"I fancy I must have seen her husband," said Lady Lundie. "What sort of a man was he?"
Mrs. Inchbare replied in much the same words which she had used in answering the similar question put by Sir Patrick.
"Eh! he was ower young for the like o" _her._ A pratty man, my leddy--betwixt tall and short; wi" bonny brown eyes and cheeks, and fine coal-blaik hair. A nice douce-spoken lad. I hae naething to say against him--except that he cam" late one day, and took leg-bail betimes the next morning, and left madam behind, a load on my hands."
The answer produced precisely the same effect on Lady Lundie which it had produced on Sir Patrick. She, also, felt that it was too vaguely like too many young men of no uncommon humor and complexion to be relied on. But her ladyship possessed one immense advantage over her brother-in-law in attempting to arrive at the truth. _She_ suspected Arnold--and it was possible, in her case, to a.s.sist Mrs. Inchbare"s memory by hints contributed from her own superior resources of experience and observation.
"Had he any thing about him of the look and way of a sailor?" she asked.
"And did you notice, when you spoke to him, that he had a habit of playing with a locket on his watch-chain?"
"There he is, het aff to a T!" cried Mrs. Inchbare. "Yer leddyship"s weel acquented wi" him--there"s nae doot o" that."
"I thought I had seen him," said Lady Lundie. "A modest, well-behaved young man, Mrs. Inchbare, as you say. Don"t let me keep you any longer from the poultry-yard. I am transgressing the doctor"s orders in seeing any body. We quite understand each other now, don"t we? Very glad to have seen you. Good-evening."
So she dismissed Mrs. Inchbare, when Mrs. Inchbare had served her purpose.
Most women, in her position, would have been content with the information which she had now obtained. But Lady Lundie--having a man like Sir Patrick to deal with--determined to be doubly sure of her facts before she ventured on interfering at Ham Farm. She had learned from Mrs. Inchbare that the so-called husband of Anne Silvester had joined her at Craig Fernie on the day when she arrived at the inn, and had left her again the next morning. Anne had made her escape from Windygates on the occasion of the lawn-party--that is to say, on the fourteenth of August. On the same day Arnold Brinkworth had taken his departure for the purpose of visiting the Scotch property left to him by his aunt. If Mrs. Inchbare was to be depended on, he must have gone to Craig Fernie instead of going to his appointed destination--and must, therefore, have arrived to visit his house and lands one day later than the day which he had originally set apart for that purpose. If this fact could be proved, on the testimony of a disinterested witness, the case against Arnold would be strengthened tenfold; and Lady Lundie might act on her discovery with something like a certainty that her information was to be relied on.
After a little consideration she decided on sending a messenger with a note of inquiry addressed to Arnold"s steward. The apology she invented to excuse and account for the strangeness of the proposed question, referred it to a little family discussion as to the exact date of Arnold"s arrival at his estate, and to a friendly wager in which the difference of opinion had ended. If the steward could state whether his employer had arrived on the fourteenth or on the fifteenth of August, that was all that would be wanted to decide the question in dispute.
Having written in those terms, Lady Lundie gave the necessary directions for having the note delivered at the earliest possible hour on the next morning; the messenger being ordered to make his way back to Windygates by the first return train on the same day.
This arranged, her ladyship was free to refresh herself with another dose of the red lavender draught, and to sleep the sleep of the just who close their eyes with the composing conviction that they have done their duty.
The events of the next day at Windygates succeeded each other in due course, as follows:
The post arrived, and brought no reply from Sir Patrick. Lady Lundie entered that incident on her mental register of debts owed by her brother-in-law--to be paid, with interest, when the day of reckoning came.
Next in order occurred the return of the messenger with the steward"s answer.
He had referred to his Diary; and he had discovered that Mr. Brinkworth had written beforehand to announce his arrival at his estate for the fourteenth of August--but that he had not actually appeared until the fifteenth. The one discovery needed to substantiate Mrs. Inchbare"s evidence being now in Lady Lundie"s possession, she decided to allow another day to pa.s.s--on the chance that Sir Patrick might al ter his mind, and write to her. If no letter arrived, and if nothing more was received from Blanche, she resolved to leave Windygates by the next morning"s train, and to try the bold experiment of personal interference at Ham Farm.
The third in the succession of events was the appearance of the doctor to pay his professional visit.
A severe shock awaited him. He found his patient cured by the draught!
It was contrary to all rule and precedent; it savored of quackery--the red lavender had no business to do what the red lavender had done--but there she was, nevertheless, up and dressed, and contemplating a journey to London on the next day but one. "An act of duty, doctor, is involved in this--whatever the sacrifice, I must go!" No other explanation could be obtained. The patient was plainly determined--nothing remained for the physician but to retreat with unimpaired dignity and a paid fee.
He did it. "Our art," he explained to Lady Lundie in confidence, "is nothing, after all, but a choice between alternatives. For instance. I see you--not cured, as you think--but sustained by abnormal excitement.
I have to ask which is the least of the two evils--to risk letting you travel, or to irritate you by keeping you at home. With your const.i.tution, we must risk the journey. Be careful to keep the window of the carriage up on the side on which the wind blows. Let the extremities be moderately warm, and the mind easy--and pray don"t omit to provide yourself with a second bottle of the Mixture before you start." He made his bow, as before--he slipped two guineas into his pocket, as before--and he went his way, as before, with an approving conscience, in the character of a physician who had done his duty. (What an enviable profession is Medicine! And why don"t we all belong to it?)
The last of the events was the arrival of Mrs. Glenarm.
"Well?" she began, eagerly, "what news?"
The narrative of her ladyship"s discoveries--recited at full length; and the announcement of her ladyship"s resolution--declared in the most uncompromising terms--raised Mrs. Glenarm"s excitement to the highest pitch.