His lordship during the ride rather pointedly surveyed me, being impressed, I dare say, by something in my appearance and manner quite new to him. Doubtless I had been feeling equal for so long that the thing was to be noticed in my manner. He made no comment upon me, however. Indeed almost the only time he spoke during our pa.s.sage was to voice his astonishment at not having been able to procure the London _Times_ at the press-stalls along the way. His host made clucking noises of sympathy at this. He had, he said, already warned his lordship that America was still crude.
"Crude? Of course, what, what!" exclaimed his lordship. "But naturally they"d have the _Times_! I dare say the beggars were too lazy to look it out. Laziness, what, what!"
"We"ve a job teaching them to know their places," ventured Belknap-Jackson, moodily regarding the back of his chauffeur which somehow contrived to be eloquent with disrespect for him.
"My word, what rot!" rejoined his lordship. I saw that he had arrived in one of his peppery moods. I fancy he could not have recited a multiplication table without becoming fanatically a.s.sertive about it.
That was his way. I doubt if he had ever condescended to have an opinion. What might have been opinions came out on him like a rash in form of the most violent convictions.
"What rot not to know their places, when they must know them!" he snappishly added.
"Quite so, quite so!" his host hastened to a.s.sure him.
"A--dashed--fine big country you have," was his only other observation.
"Indeed, indeed," murmured his host mildly. I had rather dreaded the oath which his lordship is p.r.o.ne to use lightly.
Reaching the Belknap-Jackson house, his lordship was shown to the apartment prepared for him.
"Tea will be served in half an hour, your--er--Brinstead," announced his host cordially, although seemingly at a loss how to address him.
"Quite so, what, what! Tea, of course, of course! Why wouldn"t it be?
Meantime, if you don"t mind, I"ll have a word with Ruggles. At once."
Belknap-Jackson softly and politely withdrew at once.
Alone with his lordship, I thought it best to acquaint him instantly with the change in my circ.u.mstances, touching lightly upon the matter of my now being an equal with rather most of the North Americans. He listened with exemplary patience to my brief recital and was good enough to felicitate me.
"a.s.sure you, glad to hear it--glad no end. Worthy fellow; always knew it. And equal, of course, of course! Take up their equality by all means if you take "em up themselves. Curious lot of nose-talking beggars, and putting r"s every place one shouldn"t, but don"t blame you. Do it myself if I could--England gone to pot. Quite!"
"Gone to pot, sir?" I gasped.
"Don"t argue. Course it has. Women! Slasher fiends and firebrands!
Pictures, churches, golf-greens, cabinet members--nothing safe.
Pouring their beastly filth into pillar boxes. Women one knows.
Hussies, though! Want the vote--rot! Awful rot! Don"t blame you for America. Wish I might, too. Good thing, my word! No backbone in Downing Street. Let the fiends out again directly they"re hungry. No system! No firmness! No dash! Starve "em proper, I would."
He was working himself into no end of a state. I sought to divert him.
"About the Honourable George, sir----" I ventured.
"What"s the silly a.s.s up to now? Dancing girl got him--yes? How he does it, I can"t think. No looks, no manner, no way with women. Can"t stand him myself. How ever can they? Frightful bore, old George is.
Well, well, man, I"m waiting. Tell me, tell me, tell me!"
Briefly I disclosed to him that his brother had entangled himself with a young person who had indeed been a dancing girl or a bit like that in the province of Alaska. That at the time of my cable there was strong reason to believe she would stop at nothing--even marriage, but that I had since come to suspect that she might be bent only on making a fool of her victim, she being, although an honest enough character, rather inclined to levity and without proper respect for established families.
I hinted briefly at the social warfare of which she had been a storm centre. I said again, remembering the warm words of the Mixer and of my charwoman, that to the best of my knowledge her character was without blemish. All at once I was feeling preposterously sorry for the creature.
His lordship listened, though with a cross-fire of interruptions.
"Alaska dancing girl. Silly! Nothing but snow and mines in Alaska."
Or, again, "Make a fool of old George? What silly piffle! Already done it himself, what, what! Waste her time!" And if she wasn"t keen to marry him, had I called him across the ocean to intervene in a vulgar village squabble about social precedence? "Social precedence silly rot!"
I insisted that his brother should be seen to. One couldn"t tell what the woman might do. Her audacity was tremendous, even for an American.
To this he listened more patiently.
"Dare say you"re right. You don"t go off your head easily. I"ll rag him proper, now I"m here. Always knew the a.s.s would make a silly marriage if he could. Yes, yes, I"ll break it up quick enough. I say I"ll break it up proper. Dancers and that sort. Dangerous. But I know their tricks."
A summons to tea below interrupted him.
"Hungry, my word! Hardly dared eat in that dining-coach. Tinned stuff all about one. Appendicitis! American journal--some Colonel chap found it out. Hunting sort. Looked a fool beside his silly horse, but seemed to know. Took no chances. Said the tin-opener slays its thousands.
Rot, no doubt. Perhaps not."
I led him below, hardly daring at the moment to confess my own responsibility for his fears. Another time, I thought, we might chat of it.
Belknap-Jackson with his wife and the Mixer awaited us. His lordship was presented, and I excused myself.
"Mrs. Pettengill, his lordship the Earl of Brinstead," had been the host"s speech of presentation to the Mixer.
"How do do, Earl; I"m right glad to meet you," had been the Mixer"s acknowledgment, together with a hearty grasp of the hand. I saw his lordship"s face brighten.
"What ho!" he cried with the first cheerfulness he had exhibited, and the Mixer, still vigorously pumping his hand, had replied, "Same here!" with a vast smile of good nature. It occurred to me that they, at least, were quite going to "get" each other, as Americans say.
"Come right in and set down in the parlour," she was saying at the last. "I don"t eat between meals like you English folks are always doing, but I"ll take a shot of hooch with you."
The Belknap-Jacksons stood back not a little distressed. They seemed to publish that their guest was being torn from them.
"A shot of hooch!" observed his lordship "I dare say your shooting over here is absolutely top-hole--keener sport than our popping at driven birds. What, what!"
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
At a latish seven, when the Grill had become nicely filled with a representative crowd, the Belknap-Jacksons arrived with his lordship.
The latter had not dressed and I was able to detect that Belknap-Jackson, doubtless noting his guest"s attire at the last moment, had hastily changed back to a lounge-suit of his own. Also I noted the absence of the Mixer and wondered how the host had contrived to eliminate her. On this point he found an opportunity to enlighten me before taking his seat.
"Mark my words, that old devil is up to something," he darkly said, and I saw that he was genuinely put about, for not often does he fall into strong language.
"After pushing herself forward with his lordship all through tea-time in the most brazen manner, she announces that she has a previous dinner engagement and can"t be with us. I"m as well pleased to have her absent, of course, but I"d pay handsomely to know what her little game is. Imagine her not dining with the Earl of Brinstead when she had the chance! That shows something"s wrong. I don"t like it. I tell you she"s capable of things."
I mused upon this. The Mixer was undoubtedly capable of things.
Especially things concerning her son-in-law. And yet I could imagine no opening for her at the present moment and said as much. And Mrs.
Belknap-Jackson, I was glad to observe, did not share her husband"s evident worry. She had entered the place plumingly, as it were, sweeping the length of the room before his lordship with quite all the manner her somewhat stubby figure could carry off. Seated, she became at once vivacious, chatting to his lordship brightly and continuously, raking the room the while with her lorgnon. Half a dozen ladies of the North Side set were with parties at other tables. I saw she was immensely stimulated by the circ.u.mstance that these friends were unaware of her guest"s ident.i.ty. I divined that before the evening was over she would contrive to disclose it.
His lordship responded but dully to her animated chat. He is never less urbane than when hungry, and I took pains to have his favourite soup served quite almost at once. This he fell upon. I may say that he has always a hearty manner of attacking his soup. Not infrequently he makes noises. He did so on this occasion. I mean to say, there was no finesse. I hovered near, anxious that the service should be without flaw.
His head bent slightly over his plate, I saw a spoonful of soup ascending with precision toward his lips. But curiously it halted in mid-air, then fell back. His lordship"s eyes had become fixed upon some one back of me. At once, too, I noted looks of consternation upon the faces of the Belknap-Jacksons, the hostess freezing in the very midst of some choice phrase she had smilingly begun.
I turned quickly. It was the Klondike person, radiant in the costume of black and the black hat. She moved down the hushed room with well-lifted chin, eyes straight ahead and narrowed to but a faint offended consciousness of the staring crowd. It was well done. It was superior. I am able to judge those things.