Mr. Carvel dropped his sword, rather than run me through."
"I"ll warrant!" Captain Daniel put in; ""Od"s heart! The lad has skill to point the eye of a b.u.t.ton. I taught him myself."
Colonel Washington stood up and laid his hand on the captain"s arm.
"He is Jack Carvel over again," I heard him say, in a low voice.
I tried to struggle to my feet, to speak, but he restrained me. And sending for his servants, he ordered them to have his baggage removed from the Roebuck, which was the best bed in the house. At this moment the door opened, and Mr. Swain came in hurriedly.
"I pray you, gentlemen," he cried, "and he is fit to be moved, you will let me take him to Marlboro" Street. I have a chariot at the door."
CHAPTER XV. OF WHICH THE RECTOR HAS THE WORST
"Twas late when I awoke the next day with something of a dull ache in my neck, and a prodigious stiffness, studying the pleatings of the bed canopy over my head. And I know not how long I lay idly thus when I perceived Mrs. Willis moving quietly about, and my grandfather sitting in the armchair by the window, looking into Freshwater Lane. As my eyes fell upon him my memory came surging back,--first of the duel, then of its cause. And finally, like a leaden weight, the thought of the deception I had practised upon him, of which he must have learned ere this. Nay, I was sure from the troubled look of his face that he knew of it.
"Mr. Carvel," I said.
At the sound of my voice he got hastily from his chair and hurried to my side.
"Richard," he answered, taking my hand, "Richard!"
I opened my mouth to speak, to confess. But he prevented me, the tears filling the wrinkles around his eyes.
"Nay, lad, nay. We will not talk of it. I know all."
"Mr. Allen has been here--" I began.
"And be d--d to him! Be d--d to him for a wolf in sheep"s clothing!"
shouted my grandfather, his manner shifting so suddenly to anger that I was taken back. "So help me G.o.d I will never set foot in St. Anne"s while he is rector. Nor shall he come to this house!"
And he took three or four disorderly turns about the room.
"Ah!" he continued more quietly, with something of a sigh, "I might have known how stubborn your mind should be. That you was never one to blow from the north one day and from the south the next. I deny not that there be good men and able of your way of thinking: Colonel Washington, for one, whom I admire and honour; and our friend Captain Daniel. They have been here to-day, Richard, and I promise you were good advocates."
Then I knew that I was forgiven. And I could have thrown myself at Mr.
Carvel"s feet for happiness.
"Has Colonel Washington spoken in my favour, sir?"
"That he has. He is upon some urgent business for the North, I believe, which he delayed for your sake. Both he and the captain were in my dressing-room before I was up, ahead of that scurrilous clergyman, who was for pushing his way to my bed-curtains. Ay, the two of them were here at nigh dawn this morning, and Mr. Allen close after them. And I own that Captain Daniel can swear with such a consuming violence as to put any rogue out of countenance. "Twas all Mr. Washington could do to restrain Clapsaddle from booting his Reverence over the bal.u.s.trade and down two runs of the stairs, the captain declaring he would do for every cur"s son of the whelps. "Diomedes," says I, waking up, "what"s this d.a.m.nable racket on the landing? Is Mr. Richard home?" For I had some notion it was you, sir, after an over-night brawl. And I profess I would have caned you soundly. The fellow answered that Captain Clapsaddle"s honour was killing Mr. Allen, and went out; and came back presently to say that some tall gentleman had the captain by the neck, and that Mr.
Allen was picking his way down the ice on the steps outside. With that I went in to them in my dressing-gown.
""What"s all this to-do, gentlemen?" said I.
""I"d have finished that son of a dog," says the captain, "and Colonel Washington had let me."
""What, what!" said I. "How now? What! Drive a clergyman from my house gentlemen?"
""What"s Richard been at now?"
"Mr. Washington asked me to dress, saying that they had something very particular to speak about; that they would stay to breakfast with me, tho" they were in haste to be gone to New York. I made my compliments to the colonel and had them shown to the library fire, and hurried down after them. Then they told me of this affair last night, and they cleared you, sir. "Faith," cried I, "and I would have fought, too.
The lad was in the right of it, though I would have him a little less hasty." D--n me if I don"t wish you had knocked that sea captain"s teeth into his throat, and his brains with them. I like your spirit, sir. A pox on such men as he, who disgrace his Majesty"s name and set better men against him."
"And they told you nothing else, sir?" I asked, with misgiving.
"That they did. Mr. Washington repeated the confession you made to them, sir, in a manner that did you credit. He made me compliments on you,--said that you were a man, sir, though a trifle hasty: in the which I agreed. Yes, d--n me, a trifle hasty like your father. I rejoice that you did not kill his Lordship, my son."
The twilight was beginning; and the old gentleman going back to his chair was set amusing, gazing out across the bare trees and gables falling gray after the sunset.
What amazed me was that he did not seem to be shocked by the revelation near as much as I had feared. So this matter had brought me happiness where I looked for nothing but sorrow.
"And the gentlemen are gone north, sir?" said I, after a while.
"Yes, Richard, these four hours. I commanded an early dinner for them, since the colonel was pleased to tarry long enough for a little politics and to spin a gla.s.s. And I profess, was I to live neighbours with such a man, I might come to his way of thinking, despite myself. Though I say it that shouldn"t, some of his Majesty"s ministers are d--d rascals."
I laughed. As I live, I never hoped to hear such words from my grandfather"s lips.
"He did not seek to convince, like so many of your hotheaded know-it-alls," said Mr. Carvel; "he leaves a man to convince himself. He has great parts, Richard, and few can stand before him." He paused. And then his smooth-shaven face became creased in a roguish smile which I had often seen upon it. "What baggage is this I hear of that you quarrelled over at the a.s.sembly? Ah, Sir, I fear you are become but a sad rake!" says he.
But by great good fortune Dr. Leiden was shown in at this instant. And the candles being lighted, he examined my neck, haranguing the while in his vile English against the practice of duelling. He bade me keep my bed for two days, thereby giving me no great pleasure.
"As I hope to live," said Mr. Carvel when the doctor was gone, "one would have thought his Excellency himself had been pinked instead of a whip of a lad, for the people who have been here. His Lordship and Dr.
Courtenay came before the hunt, and young Mr. Fotheringay, and half a score of others. Mr. Swain is but now left to go to Baltimore on some barrister"s business."
I was burning to learn what the rector had said to Patty, but it was plain Mr. Carvel knew nothing of this part of the story. He had not mentioned Grafton among the callers. I wondered what course my uncle would now pursue, that his plans to alienate me from my grandfather had failed. And I began debating whether or not to lay the whole plot before Mr. Carvel. Prudence bade me wait, since Grafton had not consorted with the rector openly, at least--for more than a year. And yet I spoke.
"Mr. Carvel!"
He stirred in his chair.
"Yes, my son."
He had to repeat, and still I held my tongue. Even as I hesitated there came a knock at the door, and Scipio entered, bearing candles.
"Ma.s.sa Grafton, suh," he said.
My uncle was close at his heels. He was soberly dressed in dark brown silk, and his face wore that expression of sorrow and concern he knew how to a.s.sume at will. After greeting his father with his usual ceremony, he came to my bedside and asked gravely how I did.
"How now, Grafton!" cried Mr. Carvel; "this is no funeral. The lad has only a scratch, thank G.o.d!"
My uncle looked at me and forced a smile.
"Indeed I am rejoiced to find you are not worried over this matter, father," said he. "I am but just back from Kent to learn of it, and looked to find you in bed."
"Why, no, sir, I am not worried. I fought a duel in my own day,--over a la.s.s, it was."