He saw it all. Joey was an indubitable mongrel, but he was Rose"s dog, and she loved him, therefore Joey"s fault, his hairlessness, had become the peculiarity, not to say the superiority, of Joey"s breed.
She read his thoughts.
"We"re taking great pains to bring it on before the tenth."
"The tenth?"
"The Dog Show, sir."
(Heavens above! She was going to show him!)
"And do you think you"ll bring it on before the tenth?"
"Oh yes, sir. You"ve only got to brush a Pom"s hair backwards and it comes."
The little dogs clamoured to be gone. She stooped, stroking them, smoothing their ears back and gazing into their eyes, lost in her own tenderness, and unaware that she was watched. If Rose had been skilled in the art of allurement she could not have done better than let him see how she loved all things that had life.
"How any one can be unkind to dumb animals," said Rose, musing.
[Ill.u.s.tration: "How any one can be unkind to dumb animals," said Rose, musing]
She moved slowly to the door, gathering up the puppies in her arms, and calling to the rest to follow her. "Come along," she said, "and see what p.u.s.s.y"s doing."
He heard her voice going down-stairs saying, "Puss--Puss--p.u.s.s.y--Min--Min--Min."
When she appeared to him the next day, Minny, the cat, was hanging by his claws on to her shoulder.
"Are you fond of cats, sir?"
"I adore them." (He did.)
"Would you like to have Minny, sir? He"ll be nice company for you."
"Ought I to deprive you of his society?"
"I don"t mind, sir. I"ve got the little dogs." She looked at him softly.
"And you"ve got nothing."
"True, Rose. I"ve got nothing."
That evening, as he sat in his chair, with Rose"s cat curled up on his knee, he found himself thinking, preposterously thinking, about Rose.
He supposed she was Mrs. Eldred"s daughter. He did not like to think of her as Mrs. Eldred"s daughter. She was charming now; but he had a vision of her as she might be in twenty years" time, grown shapeless and immense, and wheezing as Mrs. Eldred wheezed. Yet no; that was too horrible. You could not think of Rose as--wheezing. People did not always take after their mothers. Rose must have had a father. Of course, Eldred was her father; and Eldred was a small man, lean and brown as a beetle; and he had never heard him wheeze.
At dinner-time Rose solved his doubt.
"Aunt says, sir, do you mind my waitin" on you?"
"I do not mind it in the very least."
"It"s beginning to be a trouble to Aunt now to get up-stairs."
"I wouldn"t dream of troubling your aunt."
Her aunt? Mrs. Eldred was not her mother. Ah, but you could take after your aunt.
He found that this question absorbed him more than was becoming. He determined to settle it.
"Are you going to stay here, then?" he asked, with guile.
"Yes, sir. I"ve come back to live with Uncle."
"Have you always lived here?"
"Yes, sir. Father left me to Uncle when he died."
"Then, Rose, Mrs. Eldred is not your aunt?"
"Oh no, sir," said Rose eagerly.
Tanqueray felt a relief out of all proportion to its cause.
He continued the innocent conversation.
"And so you"re going to look after me, are you?"
"Yes," said Rose. He noticed that when she dropped the "sir," it was because her voice drew itself back with a little gasping breath.
"And your aunt, you think, really won"t be equal to it?"
"Well, sir, you see, she gets all of a flutter like, and then she w"eezes, and she knows that"s irritating for you to hear." She paused.
"And Aunt was afraid that if you was irritated, sir, you"d go. Nothin"
could keep you."
(How thoroughly they understood him!)
"Well, I"m not irritated any more. But it is unfortunate, isn"t it, that she--er--wheezes?"
He had tried before now to make Rose laugh. He wanted to see how she did it. It would be a test. And he perceived that, somewhere behind her propriety, Rose cherished a secret, iniquitous enjoyment of her aunt.
An imp of merriment danced in Rose"s eyes, but the rest of her face was graver than ever. ("Good," he thought; "she doesn"t giggle.")
"Oh, Mr. Tanqueray, talk of w"eezin", you should hear Aunt snore."
"I have heard her. In my dreams."
Rose, abashed at her own outburst, remained silent for several minutes.
Then she spoke again.