The Tenants of Malory Volume III Part 31

"My remarks, my lord, were directed rather to what I may term the animus--the design--of this, shall I call it, _demonstration_, my lord, on the part of your lords.h.i.+p's brother."

"Yes, of course, the animus, about it. But it strikes me he's as likely to outlive me as not."

"My lord, may I venture, in confidence and with great respect, to submit, that your lords.h.i.+p was hardly judicious in affording him a personal interview?"

"Why, I should hope my personal direction of that conversation, and--and things, has been such as I should wish," said the peer, very loftily.

"My lord, I have failed to make myself clear. I never questioned the consummate ability with which, no doubt, your lords.h.i.+p's part in that conversation was sustained. What I meant to convey is, that considering the immense distance socially between you, the habitual and undeviating eminence of your lords.h.i.+p's position, and the melancholy circle in which it has been your brother's lot to move, your meeting him face to face for the purpose of a personal discussion of your relations, may lead him to the absurd conclusion that your lords.h.i.+p is, in fact, afraid of him."

"That, sir, would be a very impertinent conclusion."

"Quite so, my lord, and render him proportionably impracticable. Now, I'll undertake to bring him to reason." The attorney was speaking very low and sternly, with contracted eyes and a darkened face. "He has been married to the lady who lives in the house adjoining, under the name of Mrs. Mervyn, and to my certain knowledge inquiries have been set in motion to ascertain whether there has not been issue of that marriage."

"You may set your mind perfectly at rest with regard to that marriage, Mr. Larkin; the whole thing was thoroughly sifted--and things--my father undertook it, the late Lord Verney, about it; and so it went on, and was quite examined, and it turned out the poor woman had been miserably deceived by a mock ceremony, and this mock thing was the whole _thing_, and there's nothing more; the evidence was very deplorable, and--and quite satisfactory."

"Oh! that's a great weight off my mind," said Larkin, trying to smile, and looking very much disappointed, "a great weight, my lord."

"I knew it would--yes," acquiesced Lord Verney.

"And simplifies our dealings with the other side; for if there had been a good marriage, and concealed issue male of that marriage, they would have used that circ.u.mstance to _extort money_."

"Well, I don't see how they could, though; for if there had been a child, about it--he'd have been heir apparent, don't you see? to the t.i.tle."

"Oh!--a--yes--_certainly_, that's very true, my lord; but then there's _none_, so _that's_ at rest."

"I've just heard," interposed Lord Verney, "I may observe, that the poor old lady, Mrs. Mervyn, is suddenly and dangerously ill."

"Oh! _is_ she?" said Mr. Larkin very uneasily, for she was, if not his queen, at least a very valuable p.a.w.n upon his chess-board.

"Yes; the doctor thinks she's actually dying, poor old soul!"

"What a world! What is life? What is man?" murmured the attorney with a devout feeling of the profoundest vexation. "It was for this most melancholy character," he continued; "you'll pardon me, my lord, for so designating a relative of your lords.h.i.+p's--the Honourable Arthur Verney, who has so _fraudulently_, I will say, presented himself again as a living claimant. Your lords.h.i.+p is aware of course--I shall be going up to town possibly by the mail train to-night--that the law, if it were permitted to act, would remove that obstacle under the old sentence of the Court."

"Good G.o.d! sir, you can't possibly mean that I should have my brother caught and executed?" exclaimed Lord Verney, turning quite white.

"Quite the reverse, my lord. I'm--I'm unspeakably shocked that I should have so misconveyed myself," said Larkin, his tall bald head tinged to its top with an ingenuous blush. "Oh no, my lord, I understand the Verney feeling too well, thank G.o.d, to suppose anything, I will say, so _entirely_ objectionable. I said, my lord, if it were _permitted_, that is, allowed by simple non-_interference_-- your lords.h.i.+p sees--and it is precisely _because_ non-interference must bring about that catastrophe--for I must not conceal from your lords.h.i.+p the fact that there is a great deal of unpleasant talk in the town of Cardyllian already--that I purpose running up to town to-night.

There is a Jew firm, your lords.h.i.+p is aware, who have a very heavy judgment against him, and the persons of that persuasion are so interlaced, as I may say, in matters of business, that I should apprehend a communication to them from Goldshed and Levi, who, by-the-by, to my certain knowledge--_what_ a world it is!--have a person here actually watching Mr. Dingwell, or in other words, the unhappy but Honourable Arthur Verney, in _their_ interest."

(This was in effect true, but the name of this person, which he did not care to disclose, was Josiah Larkin.) "If I were on the spot, I think I know a way effectually to stop all action of that sort."

"You think they'd arrest him, about it?" said Lord Verney.

"Certainly, my lord."

"It is very much to be deprecated," said Lord Verney.

"And, my lord, if you will agree to place the matter quite in my hands, and peremptorily to decline on all future occasions, conceding a personal interview, I'll stake my professional character, I effect a satisfactory compromise."

"I--I don't know--I don't _see_ a compromise--there's nothing that I see, to _settle_," said Lord Verney.

"_Every_ thing, my lord. Pardon me--your lords.h.i.+p mentioned that, in point of fact, you are no longer Lord Verney; that being so--technically, of course--measures must be taken--in short, a--a quiet _arrangement_ with your lords.h.i.+p's brother, to prevent any disturbance, and I undertake to effect it, my lord; the nature of which will be to prevent the return of the t.i.tle to abeyance, and of the estates to the management of the trustees, whose claim for mesne _rates_ and the liquidation of the mortgage, I need not tell your lords.h.i.+p, would be ruinous to you."

"Why, sir--Mr. Larkin--I can hardly believe, sir--you can't mean, or think it possible, sir, that I should lend myself to a deception, and--and sit in the House of Peers by a _fraud_, sir! I'd much rather _die_ in the debtor's prison, about it; and I consider myself dishonoured by having involuntarily heard such an--an idea."

Poor, pompous, foolish Lord Verney stood up, so dignified and stern in the light of his honest horror, that Mr. Larkin, who despised him utterly, quailed before a phenomenon he could not understand.

Nothing confounded our friend Larkin, as a religious man, so much as discovering, after he had a little unmasked, that his client would not follow, and left him, as once or twice had happened, alone with his dead villanous suggestion, to account for it how he could.

"Oh dear!--_surely_, my lord, your lords.h.i.+p did not _imagine_," said Mr. Larkin, doing his best, "I was--I, in fact--I _supposed_ a _case_.

I only went the length of saying that I think--and with _sorrow_ I think it--that your lords.h.i.+p's brother has in view an _adjustment_ of his claim, and meant to _extract_, I fear, a sum of _money_ when he disclosed himself, and conferred with your lords.h.i.+p. I meant, merely, of course, that as he thought this I would _let_ him think it, and allow him to disclose his plans, with a view, of course, to deal with that information--first, of _course_, with a view to your lords.h.i.+p's _honour_, and next your lords.h.i.+p's safety; but if your lords.h.i.+p did not see your way _clearly_ to it"----

"No, I don't see--I think it most objectionable--about it. I know all that concerns me; and I have written to two official persons--one, I may say, the Minister himself--apprizing them of the actual position of the t.i.tle, and asking some information as to how I should proceed in order to divest myself of it and the estates."

"Just what I should have expected from your lords.h.i.+p's exquisite sense of honour," said Mr. Larkin, with a deferential bow, and a countenance black as thunder.

That gigantic machine of torture which he had been building and dove-tailing, with patient villany, at Lord Verney's word fell with a crash, like an enchanted castle at its appointed spell. Well was it for Lord Verney that the instinct of honour was strong in him, and that he would not suffer his vulgar tempter to beguile him into one indefensible concealment. Had he fallen, that tempter would have been his tyrant. He would have held everything in trust for Mr. Jos.

Larkin. The effigy of Lord Verney would, indeed, have stood, on state occasions, robed and coronetted, with his order, driven down to the House, and sat there among hereditary senators; all around him, would have been brilliant and luxurious, and the tall bald head of the Christian attorney would have bowed down before the out-going and the in-coming of the phantom. But the real peer would have sat cold and dark enough, in Jos. Larkin's dungeon--his robe on the wall, a s.h.i.+rt of Nessus--his coronet on a nail, a Neapolitan "cap of silence"--quite tame under the rat-like eye of a terror from which he never could escape.

There was a silence here for some time. Lord Verney leaned back with closed eyes, exhausted. Mr. Larkin looked down on the carpet smiling faintly, and with the tip of one finger scratching his bald head gently. The attorney spoke--"Might I suggest, for the safety of your lords.h.i.+p's unhappy brother, that the matter should be kept strictly quiet--just for a day or two, until I shall have made arrangements for his--may I term it--escape."

"Certainly," said Lord Verney, looking away a little. "Yes--_that_ must, of course, be arranged; and--and this marriage--I shall leave that decision entirely in the hands of the young lady." Lord Verney was a little agitated. "And I think, Mr. Larkin, I have said everything at present. Good evening."

As Mr. Larkin traversed the hall of Malory, scratching the top of his bald head with one finger, in profound and black rumination, I am afraid his thoughts and feelings amounted to a great deal of cursing and swearing.

"Sweet evening," he observed suddenly to the surprised servant who opened the door for him. He was now standing at the threshold, with his hands expanded as if he expected rain, and smiling villianously upward toward the stars.

"Sweet evening," he repeated, and then biting his lip and looking down for a while on the gravel, he descended and walked round the corner to the Steward's House.

CHAPTER XXI.

MR. LARKIN'S TWO MOVES.

THE hatch of the Steward's House stood open, and Mr. Larkin entered.

There was a girl's voice crying in the room next the hall, and he opened the door.

The little girl was sobbing with her ap.r.o.n to her eyes, and hearing the noise she lowered it and looked at the door, when the lank form of the bald attorney and his sinister face peering in met her eyes, and arrested her lamentation with a new emotion.

"It's only I--Mr. Larkin," said he. He liked announcing himself wherever he went. "I want to know how Mrs. Mervyn is now."

"Gone dead, sir--about a quarter of an hour ago;" and the child's lamentation recommenced.

"Ha! very sad. The doctor here?"

"He's gone, sir."