Having paid his compliments to the lady of the house, he advanced to Mr.
Singleton, who greeted him with a start and a shout, and many other boisterous indications of surprise and pleasure; and seizing him by the arm, hurried him among the group round the piano; where regardless of Harriet"s occupation, he tapped her on the shoulder, and bade her welcome an old friend of hers. Now Mr. Singleton had always taken Mr.
Gage"s part, although he stood too much in awe of Harriet to contend the point with her; but she well knew his opinion, and had no idea of making her welcome a very warm one.
Without the slightest sign of embarra.s.sment or surprise, without even interrupting her part in the duet, which was now drawn to a close, she allowed him to touch her hand, stooped her head a little, and then directed her glance steadily over Miss Markham"s shoulder to the pages of the music book from which she was reading. Mr. Gage was not given to betray his feelings any more than herself--perhaps he had antic.i.p.ated no kinder reception--he drew himself up, stared haughtily at the company, arranged his moustaches, looked at his watch, told Mr. Singleton he had not expected to arrive so soon; and then perceiving Margaret, advanced to her, believed--was _sure_ he had the pleasure of addressing Miss Capel; pressed her hand with remarkable earnestness, told her how rejoiced he was to meet her again so unexpectedly; hoped that her stay at Singleton Manor was likely to be a long one; and, in fact, tried very hard to make an impression. It was plain he had either forgotten, or forgiven her rejection of Hubert, and so far Margaret was pleased; for the rest, she knew what his extreme civility meant. This lasted until the company had done thanking and complimenting the singers; and then Margaret expected that Harriet would have addressed a few words to Mr.
Gage, who was standing close beside her; but she perversely turned round and addressed Mr. Humphries.
"Well," she said, "you and I, Mr. Humphries, have done something wonderful, according to all these good people. I think we _did_ get on very well."
"Oh! I am glad of that, Miss Conway. Was I quite right in that last part?"
"Quite; it never went better."
"Oh! I was afraid of that E. It is such an awkward interval."
"Very. A seventh always is; and it is more difficult to hit in concerted music than in a solo."
"Yes. Shall you hunt to-morrow?"
"I have not made up my mind; and you know even if I had, I might change it: women are not always to be depended upon."
"Oh! I don"t know. I like--I have not a bad opinion of women, do you know, Miss Conway."
"I am sure all the women are much obliged to you for your good opinion, Mr. Humphries," said Harriet, fixing her brilliant eyes upon him, without the slightest appearance of irony in their expression; "it is a proof of your good sense not to follow in the common track of unmeaning abuse against our s.e.x."
"Yes; that is what I think--there is no sense in it: and people who have mothers--and that--"
Mr. Humphries evidently thought his sentence complete; and Harriet, leaning over Margaret, whispered, "Mothers, _and that_:--to think that old Chaucer"s delicate idea should have found its way into such a head, no wonder it comes out again rather garbled!"
Still Mr. Gage stood fronting Harriet, with his eyes fixed full upon her; and still she perversely avoided meeting his glance.
"We owe you a thousand thanks, Miss Markham," she said, turning graciously to that young lady, "for your accompaniment:--the second movement is no sinecure to play."
"I was very happy, I am sure, to be of any use," said Miss Markham, amiably.
"Perhaps you will be able to induce Mr. Humphries to give us "Di pescator ign.o.bile." I forget who was your singing master, Mr.
Humphries?"
"Oh! I learned when I was at Oxford of one of the choristers. I had three lessons a week all the time I was there; and glee meetings besides of an evening."
"All you ever did learn there, I"ll engage!" whispered Harriet, as Mr.
Humphries went to the piano.
Margaret looked anxiously at Harriet, and at Mr. Gage; she seemed so determined not to notice him, and he looked equally resolved to make her speak.
"So it was you making all that noise," said Harriet, turning carelessly round; "I thought the dogs had gone mad!"
"Donald recognised me, I believe," said Mr. Gage; "the noise was of his making, not mine."
"Oh, do you hear him!" cried Harriet; "is not that good. I must tell Uncle Singleton that when I can catch him. Did any body give you any dinner, Mr. Gage, when you arrived?"
"Thank you--no. I underwent that ceremony on the road."
"I envy you. I like dining at an inn; don"t you, Margaret?"
"I have not yet had an opportunity of congratulating you on the marriage of your sister with _Lord Raymond_," said Mr. Gage, with emphasis.
"Thank you very much," returned Harriet; "only the affair is almost a fortnight old, and one has nearly forgotten all about it. How long do you think, Mr. Gordon, one may offer congratulations after a wedding?"
"I really have hardly considered the subject," said Mr. Gordon: "I should say, perhaps, during the honeymoon a very good distinction; so you see, Mr. Gage, you have still a fortnight left."
"I was surprised, I own," said Mr. Gage; "I had not imagined Lord Raymond"s selection would have fallen where it did."
"Lord Raymond was a wise man, Mr. Gage," said Harriet, laughing; "and knew when he was well off."
Mr. Gage looked earnestly at her for a few moments, and then moved away.
"Hark you, ma mie," said Harriet, leaning towards Margaret, "you would hardly believe how I long for a good laugh at this moment. I know George so well!--Now, he has actually taken the trouble to get leave of absence as soon as ever he heard of this marriage, and to come over here to see how I bear the shock of Lord Raymond"s marriage. He believes me a disappointed wretch; and that the very good spirits I am in to-night are merely forced, to conceal the anguish of a breaking heart;" and Harriet, unable any longer to restrain her laughter, fell back in her chair, and gave way to one burst of merriment after another.
"Did you see, Margaret, how he fixed his eyes upon me to detect, if he could, the constraint I was putting on my feelings; how he watched for some trace of suffering in my voice; something to betray the anguish within; and the stress he laid on _Lord Raymond_, as if he would have asked how I liked parting with my especial property. I would not have missed this scene for any thing in life!"
"Oh, Harriet! do not laugh so. He is looking at you!"
"No great wonder in that, my dear, since he has come all the way from Ireland for that especial purpose."
"Mr. Gage! I wish to show you the bracelet Lord Raymond gave me on the morning of his marriage. Look! this is Lucy"s hair. I told him not to put any of his straw-coloured stuff along with it, to spoil the effect.
I rather like those dolphins fretted with rubies; they have an eastern look. He would clasp it on, over my swansdown cuff, and I did not like to take it off, though I had the pleasure of telling him he had done me an incredible deal of mischief."
Mr. Gage stood looking attentively at the bracelet, which she had unclasped, and given into his hand.
"Do you not think it very handsome?" she said.
"Very. It would almost have reconciled you to the match had you been averse to it," said Mr. Gage.
"It did not reconcile me to his crushing my beautiful swansdown," said Harriet. "Here, give it me; you cannot put it on. Margaret shall clasp it."
"It must have been a trying day to you on the whole," said Mr. Gage, employing himself as he spoke in fastening the bracelet on Harriet"s arm, regardless of her hint.
"Why, between you and I, it was," said Harriet, holding up her embroidered handkerchief by two corners, and contemplating the pattern of the point lace, as she leaned back in the chair. "First, I had to get up early--a thing I detest in cold weather; then--let me see, what was my next trouble? Oh! my shoes were too long; and I was obliged to steal a pair of Lucy"s:--and then, Margaret, when Lucy was nearly dressed, and I expected her to sit down by the fire, and have some breakfast in peace and quietness she suddenly leaned up against mamma"s bureau, and burst out crying. I was never so taken aback in my life; for she is not given to demonstrations; and what to say to her, I knew not. I could not tell her she was not going to be married; and that seemed to be the cause of her grief. However, we managed with salts and essences, and scolding and coaxing, to bring her round; and then we got on very well till after breakfast, when we came to the parting. Now, you know, Margaret, in the same county, it can hardly be called a parting. But then Lucy began again; and Lord Raymond did so fuss, and so stammer, by way of consoling her. And when they were off, and the company melted away--what do you think I did? I got into plain clothes again as fast as possible; and sat down to stuff your box of cake full of bon-bons, I took you for the little girl you were when I left you. Mr. Gage, a compliment, Sir, quick now!"
"I would not offend Miss Capel by supposing that I could compliment her," said Mr. Gage.
"Aha! Margaret, the fun we will have at Wardenscourt! The riding and driving; the parties and dances; the plays--the tableaux!"
And Harriet went on eagerly planning a visit with Margaret to her sister, as soon as Lord and Lady Raymond were settled at Wardenscourt.
Mr. Gage seemed for a wonder to be completely puzzled. He remained gazing at Harriet in the greatest uncertainty, endeavouring to reconcile to himself the sparkling and mischievous enjoyment that her looks expressed, with the misery she must be feeling upon the destruction of all her ambitious hopes. Harriet, regardless of those remorseless eyes, went on conversing gaily with Mr. Humphries and two or three other gentlemen; while Mr. Gage sometimes concluded that she was the best actress in the world; sometimes, that as her heart was not engaged in the matter, she was able to bear without much pain the loss of a good match; sometimes, that whatever her feelings might have been, she intended to console herself with the hand of Mr. Humphries.
This idea filled him with indignation; for Mr. Humphries, without the merit of a t.i.tle, was more unprepossessing in appearance than Lord Raymond himself; and Mr. Gage, like many men in the army, thought, that next to good birth and the glory of serving Her Majesty, stood the inestimable and incalculable advantage of possessing a fine person.
"Harriet is looking well, don"t you think?" said Mr. Singleton, coming up to Mr. Gage.