Say it while we"re at supper. That is, if it"s something Bryan may be allowed to listen to."
"If I"m in the way I"ll go."
Mr Holland was silent. He felt that Mr Dumville was in the way, but that he himself was hardly in a position to say so. Miss Bewicke spoke for him.
"My dear Bryan, when you"re in the way we"ll let you know. Now, people, will you please sit down?" They seated themselves at table.
"What is this very important thing?--must it out?--or will it keep?"
Mr Holland reflected. He thought of Letty, and other things. Miss Bewicke seemed disposed to be friendly. Perhaps it was as well there was a third person present. He decided to make the running.
"It"s this way. My uncle"s dead."
"Your uncle? Mr George Burton? I hope you won"t think me dreadful, but I cannot say I"m sorry. He was not a person for whom I entertained feelings of profound respect."
"He--he"s left rather a peculiar will."
"I"m not surprised. I should be surprised at nothing he did which was peculiar. I never knew him do anything which wasn"t. Or worse."
Mr Holland resolved to plunge.
"He says you have a ruby ring of his."
"He says?--who says?"
"My uncle--in his will."
Miss Bewicke laid down her knife and fork. "Mr Holland, do I understand that you intend to suggest that I have in my possession another person"s property?"
"It"s like this. He had a ruby ring, I know it very well. In his will he says you have it. He may have given it to you for all I know; he did queer things--"
"Thank you."
"I don"t mean that."
"It doesn"t matter. Go on."
"Anyhow, it"s a condition of his will that I"m to get it back from you, and if I don"t get it back within three months of his death I"m to lose his money."
"I don"t in the least understand you. Will you please be so good as to make yourself quite clear."
He made himself as clear as he could, though he did not find it easy.
Nor was his explanation well received.
"Then am I to gather that you have come to me at midnight, hot-foot from Africa, in order to get from me--a ring; a ruby ring?"
"It doesn"t sound very nice, but that"s the plain truth of it."
"It"s very flattering."
"Very!"
The chorus came from Mr Dumville, and was accompanied by a glare.
"I can only throw myself upon your mercy, Miss Bewicke, and implore you to let me have this ring to save my inheritance."
Miss Bewicke resumed her knife and fork, which had all this time been lying idle. There was a change in her manner, which, though subtle, was well defined to Mr Holland"s consciousness.
"By the way, Mr Holland, the other day I heard your name a.s.sociated with a person called, I think, Broad. Was it merely idle gossip, or do you know anything of a person with a name like that?"
"I do. I know Miss Broad, and very well. I hope she will be my wife.
She has promised that she will."
"Ah, you and I know what is the value of such promises, don"t we, Mr Holland? Is she any relation to Broad, the teaman, in Mincing Lane?"
"She is his daughter; his only child."
"Indeed! His only child? How delightful! Old Broad has bushels of money. How nice for you, of all men, to be received in such a family."
The airy insolence of the tone was meant to sting, and did, though he endeavoured to conceal the fact.
"You haven"t answered my question."
"Haven"t I? What was your question?"
"Will you let me have the ring, to save my inheritance?"
"It"s such an odd question--isn"t it, Bryan? So mysterious.
Melodrama"s not at all my line. They say I"m too small. Do you think that I"m too small?"
"I should imagine that you were better fitted to shine in domestic comedy."
His words conveyed a meaning which this time stung her, although she laughed.
"But, my dear Mr Holland, what do you want with an inheritance when you are going to marry a rich wife--the only child of her father, and he a widower. I"m told that old Broad"s a millionaire."
"I"m not marrying her for her father"s money; nor for her own. Nor do I intend to go to her empty-handed."
"How chivalrous you are! So changed!"
"Am I to have the ring?"
"Really, Mr Holland, you speak to me as if it were a case of stand and deliver. You can hardly know how your uncle behaved or I do not think you would broach the subject to me at all. In any case it is not one which I can discuss with you. Talk it over with Mr Dumville. Whatever he wishes I will do. I always act on his advice; he is so very wise.
Good-night, Mr Holland. So glad to have seen you. Come soon again.
Goodnight, Bryan, dear."
"But you haven"t had any supper."
"Mr Holland has taken my appet.i.te away; he has caused my mind to travel back to events which I am always endeavouring to forget. But it doesn"t matter. Hear what he has to say, and decide for me. King will let you both out when your discussion"s finished."