As Hans issued forth to show the way, he never ceased to insist upon the fact that the present was not a case for a fee, and that the doctor should well understand the condition upon which his visit was to be paid; and still inveighing on this theme, he arrived at the house where the Daltons dwelt. "Remember, too," said Hans, "that, though they are poor, they are of guten stamm how say you, n.o.ble?" Grounsell listened with due attention to all Hanserl"s cautions, following, not without difficulty, his strange and guttural utterances.
"I will go before. Stay here," said Hans, as they gained the landing-place; and so saying, he pushed open the door and disappeared.
As Grounsell stood alone and in the dark, he wondered within himself what strange chances should have brought a fellow-countryman into this companionship, for there was something so grotesque in Hans"s appearance and manner, that it routed all notion of his being admitted to any footing of friendly equality.
The door at length opened, and the doctor followed Hans into a dimly lighted room, where Dalton lay, half dressed, upon his bed. Before Grounsell had well pa.s.sed the entrance, the sick man said, "I am afraid, sir, that my little friend here has taken a bit of liberty with both of us, since I believe you wanted a patient just as little as I did a doctor."
The anxious, l.u.s.trous eye, the flushed cheek, and tremulous lip of the speaker gave, at the same time, a striking contradiction to his words.
Grounsell"s practised glance read these signs rapidly, and drawing near the bed, he seated himself beside it, saying, "It is quite clear, sir, that you are not well, and although, if we were both of us in our own country, this visit of mine would, as you observe, be a considerable liberty, seeing that we are in a foreign land, I hope you will not deem my intrusion of this nature, but suffer me, if I can, to be of some service to you."
Less the words themselves than a certain purpose-like kindliness in the speaker"s manner, induced Dalton to accept the offer, and reply to the questions which the other proposed to him. "No, no, doctor," said he, after a few moments; "there is no great mischief brewing after all. The truth is, I was fretted hara.s.sed a little. It was about a boy of mine I have only one and he "s gone away to be a soldier with the Austrians.
You know, of course as who does n"t? how hard it is to do anything for a young man now-a-days. If family or high connection could do it, we "d be as well off as our neighbors. We belong to the Daltons of Garrigmore, that you know are full blood with the O"Neals of Cappagh. But what "s the use of blood now? devil a good it does a man. It would be better to have your father a cotton-spinner, or an iron-master, than the descendant of Shane Mohr na Manna."
"I believe you are right," observed the doctor, dryly.
"I know I am; I feel it myself, and I "m almost ashamed to tell it. Here am I, Peter Dalton, the last of them now; and may I never leave this bed, if I could make a barony constable in the county where the king"s writ could n"t run once without our leave."
"But Ireland herself has changed more than your own fortunes," remarked Grounsell.
"That"s true, that "s true," sighed the sick man. "I don"t remember the best days of it, but I "ve heard of them often and often from my father.
The fine old times, when Mount Dalton was filled with company from the ground to the slates, and two lords in the granary; a pipe of port wine in the hall, with a silver cup beside it; the Modereen hounds, huntsmen and all, living at rack and manger, as many as fifty sitting down in the parlor, and I won"t say how many in the servants" hall; the finest hunters in the west country in the stables, there was life for you! Show me the equal of that in the wide world."
"And what is the present condition of the scene of those festivities?"
said Grounsell, with a calm but searching look.
"The present condition?" echoed Dalton, starting up to a sitting posture, and grasping the curtain with a convulsive grip; "I can"t tell you what it is to-day, this ninth of November, but I "ll tell what it was when I left it, eighteen years ago. The house was a ruin; the lawn a common; the timber cut down; the garden a waste; the tenants beggared; the landlord an exile. That "s a pleasant catalogue, is n"t it?"
"But there must come a remedy for all this," remarked Grounsell, whose ideas were following out a very different channel.
"Do you mean by a poor-law? Is it by taxing the half ruined to feed the lazy? or by rooting out all that once was a gentry, to fill their places by greedy speculators from Manchester and Leeds? Is that your remedy?
It "s wishing it well I am! No; if you want to do good to the country, leave Ireland to be Ireland, and don"t try to make Norfolk of her. Let her have her own Parliament, that knows the people and their wants.
Teach her to have a pride in her own nationality, and not to be always looking at herself in shame beside her rich sister. Give her a word of kindness now and then, as you do the Scotch; but, above all, leave us to ourselves. We understand one another; you never did, nor never will. We quarrelled, and made friends again, and all went right with us; you came over with your Chancery Courts, and your police, and whenever we differed, you never stopped till we were beggared or hanged."
"You take a very original view of our efforts at civilization, I confess," said Grounsell, smiling. "Civilization! Civilization! I hate the very sound of the word; it brings to my mind nothing but county jails, bridewells, turnpikes, and ministers" money. If it was n"t for civilization, would there be a receiver over my estate of Mount Dalton?
Would the poor tenants be racked for the rent that I always gave time for? Would there be a big poor-house, with its ugly front staring to the highway, as they tell me there is, and a police barrack to keep it company, opposite? I tell you again, sir, that your meddling has done nothing but mischief. Our little quarrels you converted into serious animosities; our estrangements into the feuds of two opposing races; our very poverty, that we had grown accustomed to, you taught us to regard as a "national disgrace," without ever instructing us how to relieve it; and there we are now on your hands, neither English in industry, nor Irish in submission, neither willing to work, nor content to be hungry!"
The doctor saw by the agitated look and tone of the sick man that the subject was one of too much excitement for him, and hastened to change the topic by jocularly expressing a hope that he might prove more successful with him than England had been with his countrymen.
"I doubt it, sir," said Dalton, gravely; "not thanking you the less for your kindness. I believe, like my poor country, that I "m past doctoring." He paused for a few seconds, and then added: "It"s all fretting. It"s thinking about the girls. Frank there is no fear of. That "s what ails me."
Grounsell saw that to prolong his visit would be but to encourage a tone of depression that must prove injurious; so promising to return to see him in the morning, he shook Dalton"s hand cordially, and followed Hans into the adjoining room, where writing materials were prepared for him.
The two girls were standing at the fire as he entered; and simple as was their dress, homely even to poverty, every trait of their costume, their looks, bespoke them of gentle blood. Their anxious glances as he came forward showed their eagerness to hear his tidings; but they did not speak a word.
"Do not be uneasy, young ladies," said he, hastening to relieve their fears. "Your father"s illness has nothing serious about it. A few days will, I trust, see him perfectly restored to health. Meanwhile you are his best physicians, who can minister to his spirits and cheer him up."
"Since my brother left us, sir, he appeared to sink hour by hour; he cannot get over the shock," said Ellen.
"I never knew him to give way before," interposed Kate. "He used to say, when anything grieved him, "he "d pay some one to fret for him."
"With better health you "ll see his old courage return," said the doctor, as he hastily wrote a few lines of prescription, and then laying his head in his hand, seemed for some minutes lost in thought. There were little comforts, mat-" ters of trifling luxury he wished to order, and yet he hesitated, for he did not know how far they were compatible with their means; nor could he venture upon the hazard of offending by questioning them. As in his uncertainty he raised his eyes, they fell upon the wooden figure which the dwarf had exhibited in the apothecary"s shop, and which now stood upon a table near. It was a child sleeping at the foot of a cross, around which its arms were entwined. The emaciated limbs and wasted cheek portrayed fasting and exhaustion, while in the att.i.tude itself, sleep seemed verging upon death.
"What is that?" asked he, hastily, as he pointed with his pen to the object.
"A poor child was found thus, frozen to death upon the Arlberg," said Kate; "and my sister carved that figure from a description of the event."
"Your sister! This was done by you," said Grounsell, slowly, as he turned his gaze from the work to the artist.
"Yes," cried Hans, whose face beamed with delight; "is it not "lieblich?" is it not vonderful? Da.s.s, I say, alway; none have taste now none have de love to admire!"
Stooping down to examine it better, Grounsell was struck by the expression of the face, whereon a smile of trustfulness and hope seemed warring with the rigid lines of coming death; so that the impression conveyed was more of a victory over suffering than of a terrible fate.
"She is self-taught, sir; none even so much as a.s.sisted Ler by advice,"
said Kate, proudly.
"That will be perhaps but too apparent from my efforts," said Ellen, smiling faintly.
[Ill.u.s.tration: 078]
"I"m no artist, young lady," said Grounsell, bluntly, "but I am well versed in every variety of the human expression in suffering, and of mere truth to nature I can speak confidently. This is a fine work! nay, do not blush, I am not a flatterer. May I take it with me, and show it to others more conversant with art than I am?"
"Upon one condition you may," said the girl, in a low, deep voice.
"Be it so; on any condition you wish."
"We are agreed, then?"
"Perfectly."
"The figure is yours Nay, sir your promise!"
Groimsell stammered, and blushed, and looked confused; indeed, no man was less able to extricate himself from any position of embarra.s.sment; and here the difficulties pressed on every side, for while he scrupled to accept what he deemed a gift of real value, he felt that they too had a right to free themselves from the obligation that his presence as a doctor imposed. At last he saw nothing better than to yield; and in all the confusion of a bashfully awkward man, he mumbled out his acknowledgments and catching up the figure, departed.
Hans alone seemed dissatisfied at the result, for as he cast his wistful looks after the wooden image, his eyes swam with his tears, and he muttered as he went some words of deep desponding cadence.
CHAPTER VI. A FIRST VISIT.
THE dreary weather of November showed no signs of "taking up." Lowering days of fog and gloom alternated with cold winds and sleet, so that all out-door occupation was utterly denied to that imprisoned party, who were left with so few resources to pa.s.s the time within. It is true they did not make the best of the bad. Lady Hester grew hourly more irritable and peevish. Sydney Onslow seldom left her room. George took to the hills every morning, and never returned before a late dinner; while the doctor, when not with Sir Stafford, spent all his time at the Dal tons", with whom he had already established a close intimacy.
Lady Hester had exhausted every possible means she could imagine to while away the hours; she had spent whole days in letter-writing folios of "tirades" to every one she could think of. She had all the carriages inspected, and the imperials searched, for books she well knew had been left behind. She had sent for the landlord"s daughter to give her lessons in German, which she thought of learning during the week. She had given a morning to the Italian boy with his white mice, and pored for hours long over the "Livre des Voyageurs," reading the names of friends who, with better fortune, had taken their departure for Italy.
But at last there came an end even to these frail resources, and she was left utterly without an occupation to engage, or even a thought to employ her. The five minutes of morning altercation with Grounsell over, the dreary time was unbroken by a single event, or uncheckered by a single hope. Sir Stafford was indeed recovering, but so slowly that weeks might be required ere he could proceed on his journey. How were they to be pa.s.sed? was the fearful question to which she could find no answer. She looked with actual envy at the party of boors who played at dominos in the beer-house opposite, and followed with longing eyes the little mail-cart as it left the village. If she could read Germau, there were scores of books at her service. If she could but take a charitable turn, there was poverty enough to give her occupation from morn till night. She never knew what it was to think seriously, for meditation is the manufacture that cannot work without its raw material, and with this her mind was not stored.
It was in this pitiable frame of mind she was walking up and down the drawing-room one morning, just as the doctor had taken his departure, and with him the last little scene that was to relieve the day, when the servant entered with the card of Colonel Haggerstone, and the daily repeated inquiry for Sir Stafford"s health.
Had the gallant colonel presented himself at Wilton Crescent, or the Villa, it is more than likely that the well-instructed porter had not vised his pa.s.sport, but at once consigned a name of such unimposing consonants to gentle obscurity, while such an entry in the visiting-book had been coolly set down as a mistake. Not so now, however. Lady Hester took up the card, and, instead of the habitual curt rejoinder, "Sir Stafford is better," said, "You may tell Colonel Haggerstone that Lady Hester will receive him."