"You are too kind," she murmured. "I have no right to accept it of you."
"Oh, yes, you have. I am always your husband, I tell you; and you will have no choice but to accept. I know not what income you get by acting; but this will suffice if you choose to leave the stage."
"But you?" she replied faintly, rising. "Shall I not see--?"
"I shall leave England in a few days: I don"t know how long I shall be abroad. But there will be Bert, and f.a.n.n.y, and Mrs. Russell--I know you may command them for anything." There was an oppressive pause now, during which she looked at him wistfully, hoping he might at the last moment ask her that, which he waited to give her a final opportunity of asking him. But neither dared, for fear of the other"s hesitation or refusal. And so, at length, with a good-bye spoken in an unnatural voice on each side, the two exchanged a hand-clasp, and Philip left the room. She stood pale and trembling, bereft of speech, while I told her that I should wait upon her soon. Then I followed Philip down-stairs and to the street.
"I will stay to-night at Jack"s tavern yonder," said he. "I can watch this house, in case that knave should return to annoy her. Go you home--f.a.n.n.y and your mother will be anxious. And come for me to-morrow at the tavern, as early as you can. You may tell them what you see fit, at home. That"s all, I think--"tis very late. Good night!"
I sought a hackney-coach, and went home to relieve the fears of the ladies, occasioned by our long absence. My news that Margaret was found (I omitted mention of Captain Falconer in my account) put the good souls into a great flutter of joy and excitement, and they would have it that they should go in to see her the first thing on the morrow, a resolution I saw no reason to oppose. So I took them with me to town in the morning, left them at Madge"s lodgings, and was gone to join Philip ere the laughing and crying of their meeting with her was half-done.
As there was little chance to find Captain Falconer stirring early, Phil and I gave the forenoon to his arrangements with his man of law at Lincoln"s Inn. When these were satisfactorily concluded, and a visit incidental to them had been made to a bank in the city, we refreshed ourselves at the Globe tavern in Fleet Street, and then turned our faces Westward.
At the tavern that Madge had named, we learned where Falconer abode, but, proceeding to his lodgings, found he had gone out. We looked in at various places whither we were directed; but "twas not till late in the afternoon, that Philip caught sight of him writing a letter at a table in the St. James Coffeehouse.
Philip recognised him from the view he had obtained the previous night; but, to make sure, he nudged me to look. On my giving a nod of confirmation, Philip went to him at once, and said:
"Pray pardon my interrupting: you are Captain Falconer, I believe."
The captain looked up, and saw only Philip, for I stood a little to the rear of the former"s elbow.
"I believe so, too, sir," he replied urbanely.
"Our previous meeting was so brief," said Philip, "that I doubt you did not observe my face so as to recall it now."
"That must be the case," said the captain, "for I certainly do not remember having ever met you."
"And yet our meeting was no longer ago than last night--in Dean Street."
The captain"s face changed: he gazed, half in astonishment, half in a dawning resentment.
"The deuce, sir! Have you intruded upon me to insult me?"
""Faith, sir, I"ve certainly intruded upon you for no friendly purpose."
Falconer continued to gaze, in wonder as well as annoyance.
"Who the devil are you, sir?" he said at last.
"My name is Winwood, sir--Captain Winwood, late of the American army of Independence."
Falconer opened his eyes wide, parted his lips, and turned a little pale. At that moment, I shifted my position; whereupon he turned, and saw me.
"And Russell, too!" said he. "Well, this is a--an odd meeting, gentlemen."
"Not a chance one," said Philip. "I have been some time seeking you."
"Well, well," replied the captain, recovering his self-possession. "I imagine I know your purpose, sir."
"That will spare my explaining it. You will, of course, accommodate me?"
"Oh, yes; I see no way out of it. Gad, I"m the most obliging of men--Mr. Russell will vouch for it."
"Then I beg you will increase the obligation by letting us despatch matters without the least delay."
"Certainly, if you will have it so--though I abominate hurry in all things."
"To-morrow at dawn, I hope, will not be too soon for your preparations?"
"Why, no, I fancy not. Let me see. One moment, I pray."
He called a waiter, and asked:
"Thomas, is there any gentleman of my acquaintance in the house at present?"
"Oh, a score, sir. There"s Mr. Hidsleigh hup-stairs, and--"
"Mr. Idsleigh will do. Ask him to grant me the favour of coming down for a minute." The waiter hastened away. "Mr. Russell, of course, represents you, sir," the captain added, to Philip.
"Yes, sir; and you are the challenged party, of course."
"I thank you, sir. If Mr. Russell will wait, I will introduce my friend here, and your desire for expedition may be carried out."
"I am much indebted, sir," said Philip; and requesting me to join him later at the tavern in Dean Street, he took his leave.
When Mr. Idsleigh, a fashionable young buck whom I now recalled having once seen in the company of Lord March, had presented himself, a very brief explanation on Falconer"s part sufficed to enlist his services as second; whereupon the captain desired affably that he might be allowed to finish his letter, and Idsleigh and I retired to a compartment at the farther end of the room. Idsleigh regarded me with disdainful indifference, and conducted his side of the preliminaries in a bored fashion, as if the affair were of even less consequence than Falconer had pretended to consider it. He set me down as a n.o.body, a person quite out of the pale of polite society, and one whom it was proper to have done with in the shortest time, and with the fewest words, possible. I was equally chary of speech, and it was speedily settled that our princ.i.p.als should fight with small swords, at sunrise, at a certain spot in Hyde Park; and Idsleigh undertook to provide a surgeon. He then turned his back on me, and walked over to Falconer, without the slightest civility of leave-taking.
I went first in a hackney-coach to Hyde Park, to ascertain exactly the spot which Mr. Idsleigh had designated. Having done so, I returned to Dean Street; and, in order that I might without suspicion accompany Philip before daybreak, I called at Madge"s lodgings, and suggested that my mother and f.a.n.n.y should pa.s.s the night in her house (in which I had observed there were rooms to let) and take her to Hampstead the next day; while I should sleep at the tavern. This plan was readily adopted. Thereupon, rejoining Philip, I went with him to the Strand, where he engaged a post-chaise to be in waiting for him and me the next morning, for our flight in the event of the duel having the fatal termination he desired.
"We"ll take a hint from Captain Falconer"s threat," said Phil: "ride post to Hastings, and have the Doughty boys sail us across to France.
You"d best write a letter this evening, to leave at Madge"s lodgings after the affair, explaining your departure, to f.a.n.n.y and your mother.
Afterward, you can either send for them to come to France, or you can return to Hampstead when the matter blows over. I might have spared you these inconveniences and risks, by getting another second; but I knew you wouldn"t stand that."
And there, indeed, he spoke the truth.
CHAPTER XXI.
_The Last, and Most Eventful, of the History._
I took my mother and f.a.n.n.y to the play that night, to see Madge act, and we three met her after the performance and were driven to her lodgings with her. I then bade the ladies good-night, with a secret tenderness arising from the possibility, unknown to them, that our parting then might be for as many months as they supposed hours.
Returning to Philip at the tavern, I found he had pa.s.sed the evening in writing letters; among others, one for me to copy in my own name, to be left at Madge"s lodgings in case of my having to flee the country for awhile. It was so phrased that the result of the duel, whether in Philip"s death or his antagonist"s, could be told by the insertion of a single line, after its occurrence.
Phil and I rose betimes the next morning, and went by hackney-coach, in the darkness, to a place in the Oxford road, near Tyburn; where we left our conveyance waiting, and proceeded afoot to the chosen spot in the Park.