In the Year of Jubilee Part 59
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Face to face with her stood Samuel Barmby, his hand raised to signal at the knocker, just withdrawn from him. And behind Barmby was a postman, holding a letter, which in another moment would have dropped into the box.
Samuel performed the civil salute.
'Ha!--How do you do, Miss. Lord?--You are going out, I'm afraid.'
'Yes, I am going out.'
She replied mechanically, and in speaking took the letter held out to her. A glance at it sent all her blood rus.h.i.+ng upon the heart.
'I want to see you particularly,' said Samuel. 'Could I call again, this afternoon?'
Nancy gazed at him, but did not hear. He saw the sudden pallor of her cheeks, and thought he understood it. As she stood like a statue, he spoke again.
'It is very particular business. If you could give me an appointment--'
'Business?--Oh, come in, if you like.'
She drew back to admit him, but in the pa.s.sage stood looking at her letter. Barmby was perplexed and embarra.s.sed.
'You had rather I called again?'
'Called again? Just as you like.'
'Oh, then I will stay,' said Samuel bluntly. For he had things in mind which disposed him to resent this flagrant discourtesy.
His voice awakened Nancy. She opened the door of the dining-room.
'Will you sit down, Mr. Barmby, and excuse me for a few minutes?'
'Certainly. Don't let me inconvenience you, Miss. Lord.'
At another time Nancy would have remarked something very unusual in his way of speaking, especially in the utterance of her name. But for the letter in her hand she must have noticed with uneasiness a certain severity of countenance, which had taken the place of Barmby's wonted smile. As it was, she scarcely realised his presence; and, on closing the door of the room he had entered, she forthwith forgot that such a man existed.
Her letter! His handwriting at last. And he was in England.
She flew up to her bedroom, and tore open the envelope. He was in London; 'Great College Street, S. W.' A short letter, soon read.
DEAREST NANCY,--I am ashamed to write, yet write I must. All your letters reached me; there was no reason for my silence but the unwillingness to keep sending bad news. I have still nothing good to tell you, but here I am in London again, and you must know of it.
When I posted my last letter to you from New York, I meant to come back as soon as I could get money enough to pay my pa.s.sage. Since then I have gone through a miserable time, idle for the most part, ill for a few weeks, and occasionally trying to write something that editors would pay for. But after all I had to borrow. It has brought me home (steerage, if you know what that means), and now I must earn more.
If we were to meet, I might be able to say something else. I can't write it. Let me hear from you, if you think me worth a letter.--Yours ever, dear girl,
L.
For a quarter of an hour she stood with this sheet open, as though still reading. Her face was void of emotion; she had a vacant look, cheerless, but with no more decided significance.
Then she remembered that Samuel Barmby was waiting for her downstairs.
He might have something to say which really concerned her. Better see him at once and get rid of him. With slow step she descended to the dining-room. The letter, folded and rolled, she carried in her hand.
'I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr. Barmby.'
'Don't mention it. Will you sit down?'
'Yes, of course.' She spoke abstractedly, and took a seat not far from him. 'I was just going out, but--there's no hurry.'
'I hardly know how to begin. Perhaps I had better prepare you by saying that I have received very strange information.'
His air was magisterial; he subdued his voice to a note of profound solemnity.
'What sort of information?' asked Nancy vaguely, her brows knitted in a look rather of annoyance than apprehension.
'Very strange indeed.'
'You have said that already.'
Her temper was failing. She felt a nervous impulse to behave rudely, to declare the contempt it was always difficult to disguise when talking with Barmby.
'I repeat it, because you seem to have no idea what I am going to speak of. I am the last person to find pleasure in such a disagreeable duty as is now laid upon me. In that respect, I believe you will do me justice.'
'Will you speak plainly? This roundabout talk is intolerable.'
Samuel drew himself up, and regarded her with offended dignity. He had promised himself no small satisfaction from this interview, had foreseen its salient points. His mere aspect would be enough to subdue Nancy, and when he began to speak she would tremble before him. Such a moment would repay him for the enforced humility of years. Perhaps she would weep; she might even implore him to be merciful. How to act in that event he had quite made up his mind. But all such antic.i.p.ations were confused by Nancy's singular behaviour. She seemed, in truth, not to understand the hints which should have overwhelmed her.
More magisterial than ever, he began to speak with slow emphasis.
'Miss. Lord,--I will still address you by that name,--though for a very long time I have regarded you as a person worthy of all admiration, and have sincerely humbled myself before you, I cannot help thinking that a certain respect is due to me. Even though I find that you have deceived me as to your position, the old feelings are still so strong in me that I could not bear to give you needless pain. Instead of announcing to my father, and to other people, the strange facts which I have learnt, I come here as a friend,--I speak with all possible forbearance,--I do my utmost to spare you. Am I not justified in expecting at least courteous treatment?'
A pause of awful impressiveness. The listener, fully conscious at length of the situation she had to face, fell into a calmer mood. All was over.
Suspense and the burden of falsehood had no longer to be endured. Her part now, for this hour at all events, was merely to stand by whilst Fate unfolded itself.
'Please say whatever you have to say, Mr. Barmby,' she replied with quiet civility. 'I believe your intention was good. You made me nervous, that was all.'
'Pray forgive me. Perhaps it will be best if I ask you a simple question. You will see that the position I hold under your father's will leaves me no choice but to ask it. Is it true that you are married?'
'I will answer if you tell me how you came to think that I was married.'
'I have been credibly informed.'
'By whom?'
'You must forgive me. I can't tell you the name.'
'Then I can't answer your question.'
Samuel mused. He was unwilling to break a distinct promise.
'No doubt,' said Nancy, 'you have undertaken not to mention the person.'
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