"If it pleases you, Andy, you shall regard yourself as Hobson"s choice,"
said Belfield, with a chuckle.
"Better than an outsider, anyhow!" Mr. Wigram chimed in.
Andy"s modesty was again defeated. The Jack Rock difficulty, which had seemed so serious to Harry Belfield, was acknowledged--but acknowledged only to be brushed on one side by a determined zeal.
"But I--I can"t possibly afford it!" Andy was in his last ditch, but then it was a wide and formidable one. The conspirators, however, attacked it without the least dismay.
"Ah, now we can get down to business!" said Belfield in a tone of relief. "This conversation is, of course, entirely confidential. We"ve looked at matters from that point of view, and--er--taken some advice.
Wigram here says it can be done comfortably for twelve hundred--that"s two hundred within the maximum. You needn"t shake your head before I"ve finished! We think you ought to put up some of it, and to guarantee a certain sum annually towards Wigram"s expenses. I"ll tell you what we"ve decided to ask you for--two-fifty for the contest, and a hundred a year."
"Now just think it over, Mr. Hayes, and tell us if you see your way to that."
"But the rest?" asked Andy, half-bewildered; for the last great ditch looked as if it were being stormed and crossed. Because--yes, he might be able to--yes, with care, and prosperity at Gilbert Foot and Co."s, he could manage that!
Belfield wrote on a bit of paper: "Meriton, 250; Rock, 250; Belfield, 500." He pushed it across the table. "That leaves a little margin. We can easily raise the balance of the annual expenses."
"Oh, but I couldn"t possibly--!"
"My dear Andy, it"s constantly being done," Belfield expostulated.
"Our friend Belfield, for reasons that you"ll appreciate, feels that he would like to bear a share of the expenses of this fight, which under--well, other circ.u.mstances--would naturally have fallen entirely on him. My contribution is given for public reasons, Mr. Hayes, though I"m very glad that it should be of service to you personally." Meriton broke into a smile. "I expect I needn"t tell you why old Jack Rock"s name is there. We should have got into pretty hot water if we hadn"t let him into it!"
Belfield leant over to Andy, and said in a lowered voice, "Atonement"s too strong a word, Andy, but I don"t want the party to suffer through anything that"s occurred. I don"t want it left in the lurch. I think you"d like to help me there, wouldn"t you?"
Harry"s father was against Harry. Harry"s father urged him to step into Harry"s shoes.
"I think we"ve made you a practical proposition; it tides us over the next election anyhow, Mr. Hayes. By the time another Parliament has run its course, I hope you"ll be in a position where ways and means will present no difficulty. Soon enough to think about that when the time comes, anyhow."
"I think I can guarantee you success, Mr. Hayes," said Wigram.
All the difficulties seemed to have vanished--if only he could take the offered help.
"I feel rather overwhelmed," he said slowly.
Meriton shrugged his shoulders. "We must hold the seat. If you don"t let us do this for you we shall probably have to do it for some fellow we never saw, or else put up with some bounder who"s got nothing to recommend him except his money. I don"t want to press you unduly, Mr.
Hayes, but in my opinion, if your private affairs don"t make it impossible, it"s your duty to accept. Would you like time to consider?"
"Just five minutes, if you don"t mind, Lord Meriton."
Belfield winked at Meriton. If he had asked for a week! Five minutes meant a favourable answer.
All the factors were before him; they could be judged in five minutes.
It was a venture, but Meriton said it was his duty. n.o.body could tell where it would lead, but it was honourable work, for which responsible men thought him fitted. It was Harry"s shoes, but they were empty. That last thought made him speak.
"If I accept, and win, I hold the seat at the disposal of those who"ve chosen me for it." Half-consciously he addressed himself especially to Belfield. "If at any time--"
"I knew you"d feel that way about it; but at present, at all events, it"s not a practical question, Andy."
"I"m grateful for your confidence," Andy said, now turning to Meriton.
"Since you think me fit for it, I"ll take it and do my best with it, Lord Meriton."
"Capital!" his lordship exclaimed. Wigram"s face was wreathed in smiles.
Belfield patted Andy on the shoulder affectionately.
"I don"t believe either party to the bargain will regret it."
"I know Mr. Hayes will have an honourable, and I believe he will have a distinguished, career," Meriton said, and, rising from his chair, broke up the council.
Andy lingered for a little while alone with Belfield, to thank him again, to make some arrangements for the future, to tell him that he had seen Harry, and that Harry was well and in good spirits.
"You saw him on Thursday? After you got my wire? Did you say anything about it?"
"It came while he was there, and I showed it to him. He was surprised."
"You mean he wasn"t pleased?"
"I can understand how he must feel. I feel just the same thing myself--terribly strongly sometimes."
Belfield pressed his arm. "You mustn"t give way to that feeling. It"s loyal, but it"s not reasonable. Never let that weigh with you in anything."
The feeling might not be reasonable; it seemed to Andy inevitable. It must weigh with him. Yet it could not outweigh his natural and legitimate satisfaction that day. His mind reached forth to the new work, fortified by the confidence that his friends gave him. The thought of Harry seemed now rather a sobering reminder that this thing had come to him, in part at least, by accident. He was the more bound to do well with it, that the evil effects of the accident might be minimized.
He made for Jack Rock"s house in High Street, where he was to lodge.
Jack had just got off his horse at the door, and was standing facing his shop, apparently regarding his sign. Andy came up and clapped him on the back.
"I know what you"ve been doing," he said. "At it again, Jack!"
"You"ve not refused?"
"No; I"ve accepted."
Jack wrung his hand hard. "That takes a weight off my mind," he said with a sigh.
"But it seems a low-down thing to take all that money--more of yours too!"
Jack smiled triumphantly. "Well, I happen to be a bit flush o" cash just now--that"s the truth, Andy--so you needn"t mind. D"ye see that sign?"
"Of course I do, Jack. What"s the matter with it?"
"Well, in a month that sign"ll come down." He c.o.c.ked his head on one side as he regarded it. "Yes, down in a month! Seems strange, don"t it?
Been there sixty year." His sigh was evenly compounded of sorrow and pride.
"What, are you going to retire, Jack?"
"No, I"m not pressin" it on you again! Don"t be afraid. To think of my havin" done that! You as are goin" to Parliament! Lord, it"s a great day, Andy! Come in and have a gla.s.s o" beer." He led the way to his back room, and the cask was called upon to do its duty. "I"ve sold out, Andy," Jack announced. "Sold out to a concern that calls itself the National, Colonial, and International Purveyors, Limited. That"ll look well on the sign, won"t it? Four thousand pound they"re payin" me, down on the nail, besides pensionin" off old Simpson. Well, it"s worth the money, if they can do as well with it as I"ve done. The house here is thrown in--they mean to enlarge the shop."
"But where are you going to set up house, Jack?"