"I can a.s.sure you I am not like to be a pleasant companion!" said Carstares with a savage little laugh.
"Why, sir, I understand there"s something troubling ye. Will ye let me come?"
My lord scowled up at him, then relented suddenly.
"As you please."
"Thank ye, sir." Salter returned to his packing, cording one bag and placing it near the door, and quickly filling another. The piles of linen grew steadily smaller until they disappeared, and he retired into a cupboard to reappear with a great armful of coats and small-clothes.
For a long while my lord sat silent staring blankly before him. He walked to the window and stood with his back to the room, looking out, then he turned and came back to his chair. Jim, watching him covertly, noted that the hard glitter had died out of his eyes, and that he looked wearier than ever.
Carstares studied his nails for a moment in silence. Presently he spoke: "Jim."
"Yes, sir?"
"I shall begoing abroad again shortly."
If Carstares had remarked that it was a fine day the man could not have shown less surprise.
"Shall we, sir?"
John looked across at him, smiling faintly.
"You"ll come, Jim?"
"I would go anywhere with ye, sir."
"And what about that little girl at Fittering?"
Salter blushed and stammered hopelessly.
"My dear fellow, since when have I been blind? Did you think I did not know?"
"Why, sirwell, siryes, sir!"
"Of course I knew! Can you leave her to come with me?"
"I couldn"t leave ye to stay with her, sir."
"Are you sure? I do not want you to come against your inclinations."
"Women ain"t everything, sir."
"Are they not? I think they are . . . a great deal," said my lord wistfully.
"I"m mighty fond o" Mary, but she knows I must go with you."
"Does she? But is it quite fair to her? And I believe I am not minded to drag you "cross Continent again."
"Ye won"t leave me behind, sir? Ye couldn"t do that! Sirye"re never thinking of going by yourself? III won"t let ye!"
"I am afraid I cannot spare you. But if you should change your mind, tell me. Is it a promise?"
"Ay, sir. If I should change my mind." Salter"s smile was grimly sarcastic.
"I am selfish enough to hope you"ll not change. I think no one else would bear with my vile temper as you do. Help me out of this coat, will you?"
"I"ll never change, sir. And as to tempers- As if I minded!"
"No. You are marvellous. My breeches. Thanks."
He shed his satin small-clothes, and proceeded to enter into white buckskins. "Not those boots, Jim, the other pair." He leaned against the table as he spoke, drumming his fingers on a chair-back.
A knock fell on the door, at which he frowned and signed to Jim, who walked across and opened it, slightly.
"Is your master here?" inquired a well-known voice, and at the sound of it my lord"s face lighted up, and Salter stood aside.
"Come in, Miles!"
The big Irishman complied and cast a swift glance round the disordered room. He raised his eyebrows at sight of Jack"s riding boots and looked inquiringly across at him.
My lord pushed a chair forward with his foot.
"Sit down, man! I thought you were in London?"
"I was. I brought Molly home yesterday, the darlint, and I heard that ye were leaving here this afternoon."
"Ah?"
"And as I"m not going to let ye slip through me fingers again, I thought I would come and make sure of ye. Ye are a deal too slippery, Jack."
"Yet I was coming to see you again whatever happened."
"Of course. Ye are coming nowto stay."
"Oh no!"
O"Hara placed his hat and whip on the table, and stretched his legs with a sigh.
"Sure, "tis stiff I am! Jim, I"ve a chaise outside for the baggage, so ye may take it down as soon as may be."
"Leave it where it is, Jim. Miles, "tis monstrous good of you, but"
"Keep your buts to yourself, Jack. Me mind"s made up."
"And so is mine! I really cannot-"
"Me good boy, ye are coming to stay with us until ye are recovered, if I have to knock ye senseless and then carry ye!"
The lightning smile flashed into Jack"s eyes.
"How ferocious! But pray do not be ridiculous over a mere scratch. Recovered, indeed!"
"Ye still look ill. Nay, Jack, take that frown off your face; "tis of no avail, I am determined."
The door closed softly behind Jim as Carstares shook his head.
"I can"t, Miles. You must see "tis impossible."
"Pooh! No one who comes to Thurze House knows ye or anything about ye. Ye need not see a soul, but come ye must!"
"But, Miles-"
"Jack, don"t be a fool! I want ye, and so does Molly. "Tis no trap, so ye need not look so scared."
"I"m not. Indeed, I am very grateful, butI cannot. I am going abroad almost at once."
"What?"
"Yes. I mean it."
O"Hara sat up.
"So it has come! I knew it would!"
"What mean you?"
"Ye"ve found out that ye love Mistress Di."
"Nonsense!"
"And she you."
Jack looked at him.
"Oh, ay! I"m a tactless oaf, I know, and me manners are atrocious to be for trying to break through the barriers ye"ve put up round yourself. But, I tell ye, Jack, it hurts to be kept at the end of a pole! I don"t want to force your confidence, but for G.o.d"s sake don"t be treating me as if I were a stranger!"
"I beg your pardon, Miles. It"s confoundedly hard to confide in anyone after six years"
solitude." He struggled into his coat as he spoke, and settled his cravat. "If you want to know the whole truth, "tis because of Diana that I am going."
"Of course. Ye are in love with her?"
"It rather points that way, does it not?"
"Then why the divil don"t ye ask her to marry ye?"
"Why don"t I ask her? Because I will not offer her a smirched name! Because I love her so much that-" He broke off with a shaky, furious laugh. "How can you ask me such a question? I am a desirable parti, hein? Nom d"un nom! For what do you take me?"
O"Hara looked up, calmly studying the wrathful countenance.
"Chivalrous young fool," he drawled.
Again the short, angry laugh.
"It is so likely that I should ask her to marry me, is it not? "Mademoiselle, you see in me an improvident fool: I began life by cheating at cards, and since then-" Oh, I shall believe it myself ere long! I seem to have told it to so many people. And I lay myself open to the impertinences of-" he checked himself, thinking of the interview downstairs with Mr. Beauleigh.
"Rubbish, Jack."
""Tis not rubbish. I have one recommendationonly one."
"Faith, have ye as much? What is it?"
My lord laughed bitterly.
"I dress rather well."
"And fence better, as far as I remember."
"I have reason to. That is but another point to d.a.m.n me. What woman would marry a fencing-master? Oh, my G.o.d! what a mess I have made of my life." He tried to laugh and failed miserably.
"I rather fancy Mistress Di would."
"She will not be asked thus to demean herself," was the proud answer.
"My dear Jack, ye forget ye are the Earl of Wyncham."
"A pretty earl! No thank you, Miles. Richard"s son will be Earlno son of mine."
O"Hara brought his fist down on the table with a crash.
"d.a.m.n Richard and his son!"
My lord picked up a jewelled pin and, walking to the gla.s.s, proceeded to fasten it in his cravat. The other followed him with smouldering eyes.
"Retired into your sh.e.l.l again?" he growled.
Carstares, with his head slightly on one side, considered the effect of the pin. Then he came back to his friend.
"My dear Miles, the long and short of it is that I am an unreasonable grumbler. I made my bed, and I suppose I musterlie on it."
"And will ye be afther telling me who helped ye in the making of it?"
Carstares sat down and started to pull on one boot.
"I foresee we shall be at one another"s throats ere long," he prophesied cheerfully. "Did I tell you that I informed Mr. Beauleigh of myerprofession to-day?"
Miles forgot his anger in surprise.