His eyes travelled up to her troubled face. "And if by then," he said deliberately, "she has not come to me to express her penitence, I shall be reluctantly compelled to repeat the punishment."
"You will drive the child out of her senses if you do!" Avery exclaimed.
He shrugged his shoulders. "My dear Mrs. Denys, permit me to remind you that I have had considerable experience in the upbringing of children."
"And they are all afraid of you," Avery said.
He smiled. "In my opinion a little wholesome awe is salutary. No, Mrs.
Denys, I cannot listen any further to your persuasion. In fact I fear that in Grace"s case I have so far erred on the side of laxness. She has become very wild and uncontrolled, and--she must be tamed."
He closed his lips upon the word, and despair entered Avery"s heart. She gripped her self-control with all her might, realizing that the moment she lost it, her strength would be gone.
With a great effort she turned from the subject. "I have a message for you from Mrs. Lorimer," she said, after a moment, and proceeded to deliver it in a low, steady voice, her eyes upon the fire.
The man in the chair heard it without the movement of a muscle of his face. "I will endeavour to look in upon her presently," was all the reply he made.
Avery turned to go, but he stopped her with a gesture.
"Mrs. Denys," he said smoothly, "you forget, I think, that I also had something to say."
Avery paused. She had forgotten.
He turned his eyes deliberately up to hers, as he leaned back in his chair. "I am sorry to have to tell you," he said, "that in consequence of your unfortunate zeal in encouraging the children in insubordination, I can no longer look upon you as in any sense a help in my household. I therefore desire that you will take a month"s notice from now. If I can fill your place sooner, I shall dispense with your services earlier."
Calmly, dispa.s.sionately, he uttered the words. Avery stood quite still to hear them. And through her like a stab there ran the thought of the poor little woman upstairs. The pain of it was almost unbearable. She caught her breath involuntarily.
But the next moment she was herself again. She bowed without a word, and turned to go.
She had nearly reached the door ere she discovered that it stood open, and that Lennox Tudor was on the threshold, more grimly strong than she had ever before realized him to be.
He stood back for her to pa.s.s, holding the door for her without speaking.
And in silence Avery departed.
CHAPTER XX
THE STRAIGHT TRUTH
"Ah, my worthy physician, enter, enter!" was Mr. Lorimer"s bland greeting. "What news of the patient?"
Tudor tramped up to the hearth, looking very square and resolute. "I"ve come from the schoolroom," he said, "where I went to take a look at Jeanie. But I found Gracie required more of my attention than she did.
Are you absolutely mad, I wonder, to inflict corporal punishment upon a highly-strung child like that? Let me tell you this! You"ll turn her into a senseless idiot if you persist! The child is nearly crazed with terror as it is. I"ve told them to put her to bed, and I"m going up to give her a soothing draught directly."
Mr. Lorimer rose with dignity. "You somewhat magnify your office, doctor," he said.
"No, I don"t!" said Tudor rudely. "I do what I must. And I warn you that child is wrought up to a highly dangerous pitch of excitement. You don"t want her to have brain-fever, I suppose?"
"Pooh!" said Mr. Lorimer.
Tudor stamped a furious foot, and let himself go. He had no scruples about losing his temper at that moment. He poured forth his indignation in a perfect tornado of righteous anger.
"That"s all you have to say, is it? You--a man of G.o.d, so-called--killing your wife by inches and not caring a d.a.m.n what suffering you cause! I tell you, she has been at death"s door all day, thanks to your infernal behaviour. She may die yet, and you will be directly responsible. You"ve crushed her systematically, body and soul. As to the children, if you touch that little girl again--or any of "em--I"ll haul you before the Bench for cruelty. Do you hear that?"
Mr. Lorimer, who had been waving a protesting hand throughout this vigorous denunciation, here interposed a lofty: "Sir! You forget yourself!"
"Not I!" flung back Tudor. "I know very well what I"m about. I spoke to you once before about your wife, and you wouldn"t listen. But--by Heaven--you shall listen this time, and hear the straight truth for once.
Her life has been a perpetual martyrdom for years. You"ve tortured her through the children as cruelly as any victim was ever tortured on the rack. But it"s got to stop now. I don"t deal in empty threats. What I"ve said I shall stick to. You may be the Vicar of the parish, but you"re under the same law as the poorest of "em. And if anything more of this kind happens, you shall feel the law. And a pretty scandal it"ll make."
He paused a moment, but Mr. Lorimer stood in frozen silence; and almost immediately he plunged on.
"Now as regards Mrs. Denys; I heard you give her notice just now. That must be taken back--if she will consent to stay. For Mrs. Lorimer literally can"t do without her yet. Mrs. Lorimer will be an invalid for some time to come, if not for good and all. And who is going to take charge of the house if you kick out the only capable person it contains?
Who is going to look after your precious comfort, not to mention that of your wife and children? I tell you Mrs. Denys is absolutely indispensable to you all for the present. If you part with her, you part with every shred of ease and domestic peace you have. And you will have to keep a properly qualified nurse to look after your wife. And it isn"t every nurse that is a blessing in the home, I can a.s.sure you."
He stopped again; and finding Mr. Lorimer still somewhat dazed by this sudden attack, he turned and began to pace the room to give him time to recover.
There followed a prolonged silence. Then at last, with a deep sigh, the Vicar dropped down again in his chair.
"My good, doctor," he said, "I am convinced that your motives are good though your language be somewhat lacking in restraint. I am sorely perplexed; let me admit it! Mrs. Denys is, I believe, a thoroughly efficient housekeeper, but--" he paused impressively--"her presence is a disturbing element with which I would gladly dispense. She is continually inventing some pretext for presenting herself at the study-door.
Moreover, she is extremely injudicious with the children, and I am bound to think of their spiritual welfare before their mere bodily needs."
He was evidently anxious to avoid an open rupture, so perhaps it was as well that he did not see the look on Tudor"s face as he listened to this harangue.
"Why don"t you pack them off to school?" said Tudor, sticking to the point with commendable resolution. "Peace in the house is absolutely essential to Mrs. Lorimer. All the elder ones would be better out of it--with the exception of Jeanie."
"And why with the exception of Jeanie, may I ask?" There was a touch of asperity in Mr. Lorimer"s voice. He had been badly browbeaten, and--for some reason--he had had to submit. But he was in no docile mood thereafter.
Tudor heard the note of resentment in his tone, and came back to the hearth. "I have been awaiting a suitable opportunity to talk to you about Jeanie," he said.
"What next? What next?" said Mr. Lorimer fretfully.
Tudor proceeded to tell him, his tone deliberately unsympathetic. "She needs most careful treatment, most vigilant watching. There is a weakness of the lungs which might develop at any time. Mrs. Denys understands her and can take care of her. But she is in no state to be entrusted to strangers."
"Why was this not mentioned to me before?" said Mr. Lorimer querulously.
"Though the head of the house, I am always the last to be told of anything of importance. I suppose you are sure of what you say?"
"Quite sure," said Tudor, "though I should be absolutely willing for you to have another opinion at any time. As to not telling you, I have always found it difficult to get you to listen, and, as a rule, I have no time to waste on persuasion." He looked at the clock. "I ought to be going now. You will consider what I have said about sending the other children away to school? You"ll find it"s the only thing to do."
Mr. Lorimer sighed again with deep melancholy.
Tudor squared his shoulders aggressively. "And with your permission I"ll tell Mrs. Denys that you have reconsidered the matter and hope she will remain for a time at least, if she can see her way to do so."
He paused very definitely for a reply to this. Mr. Lorimer"s mouth was drawn down at the corners, but he looked into the fire with the aloofness of a mind not occupied with mundane things.
Tudor faced him and waited with grim resolution; but several seconds pa.s.sed ere his att.i.tude seemed to become apparent to the abstracted Vicar. Then with extreme deliberation his eyelids were raised.
"Excuse me, doctor! My thoughts were for the moment elsewhere. Yes, you have my permission to tell her that. And--I agree with you. It seems advisable to remove the elder children from her influence without delay.