The Squire of Sandal-Side Part 23
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"I believe you have."
"Then good-by. I must hasten home. Sophia will be anxious, and one never knows what may happen."
"Julius, one moment. Tell my mother to pray for me. And the same word to Charlotte. Poor Charley! Sophia"--
"Sophia pities you very much, Harry. Sophia feels as I do. We don't expect people to cut their lives on a fifteenth-century pattern."
Then Harry lifted his hat, and walked away, with a shadow still of his old military, up-head manner. And Julius looked after him with contempt, and thought, "What a poor fellow he is! Not a word for himself, or a plea for that wretched little heir in his cradle. There are some miserable kinds of men in this world. I thank G.o.d I am not one of them!"
And the wretched Esau, with the ten thousand pounds in his pocket? Ah, G.o.d only knew his agony, his shame, his longing, and despair! He felt like an outcast. Yes, even when he clasped Beatrice in his arms, with promises of unstinted comforts; when she kissed him, with tender words and tears of joy,--he felt like an outcast.
CHAPTER X.
THE NEW SQUIRE.
"A word was brought, Unto him,--the King himself desired his presence."
"The mystery of life He probes; and in the battling din of things That frets the feeble ear, he seeks and finds A harmony that tunes the dissonant strife To sweetest music."
This year the effort to keep Christmas in Seat-Sandal was a failure.
Julius did not return in time for the festival, and the squire was unable to take any part in it. There had been one of those sudden, mysterious changes in his condition, marking a point in life from which every step is on the down-hill road to the grave. One day he had seemed even better than usual; the next morning he looked many years older.
La.s.situde of body and mind had seized the once eager, sympathetic man; he was weary of the struggle for life, and had _given up_. This change occurred just before Christmas; and Charlotte could not help feeling that the evergreens for the feast might, after all, be the evergreens for the funeral.
One snowy day between Christmas and New Year, Julius came home. Before he said a word to Sophia, she divined that he had succeeded in his object. He entered the house with the air of a master; and, when he heard how rapidly the squire was failing, he congratulated himself on his prudent alacrity in the matter. The next morning he was permitted an interview. "You have been a long time away, Julius," said the squire languidly, and without apparent interest in the subject.
"I have been a long journey."
"Ah! Where have you been? Eh?"
"To Italy."
The sick man flushed crimson, and his large, thin hands quivered slightly. Julius noted the change in him with some alarm; for, though it was not perhaps actually necessary to have the squire's signature to Harry's relinquishment, it would be more satisfactory to obtain it. He knew that neither Mrs. Sandal nor Charlotte would dispute Harry's deed; but he wished not only to possess Seat-Sandal, but also the good-will of the neighborhood, and for this purpose he must show a clear, clean right to the succession. He had explained the matter to Sophia, and been annoyed at her want of enthusiasm. She feared that any discussion relating to Harry might seriously excite and injure her father, and she could not bring herself to advise it. But the disapproval only made Julius more determined to carry out his own views; and therefore, when the squire asked, "Where have you been?" he told him the truth; and oh, how cruel the truth can sometimes be!
"I have been to Italy."
"To see"--
"Harry? Yes."
Then, without waiting to inform himself as to whether the squire wished the conversation dropped or continued, he added, "He was in a miserable condition,--dest.i.tute, with a dying wife and child."
"Child! Eh? What?"
"Yes, a son; a little chap, nothing but skin and bone and black eyes,--an Italian Sandal."
The squire was silent a few minutes; then he asked in a slow, constrained voice, "What did you do?"
"Harry sent for me in order that we might discuss a certain proposal he wished to make me. I have accepted it--reluctantly accepted it; but really it appeared the only way to help him to any purpose."
"What did Harry want? Eh? What?"
"He wanted to go to America, and begin a new life, and found a new house there; and, as he had determined never under any circ.u.mstances to visit Sandal-Side again, he asked me to give him the money necessary for emigration."
"Did you?"
"Yes, I did."
"For what? What equivalent could he give you?"
"He had nothing to give me but his right of succession. I bought it for ten thousand pounds. A sum of money like that ought to give him a good start in America. I think, upon the whole, he was very wise."
"Harry Sandal sold my home and estate over my head, while I was still alive, without a word to me! G.o.d have mercy!"
"Uncle, he never thought of it in that light, I am sure."
"That is what he did; sold it without a thought as to what his mother's or sister's wishes might be. Sold it away from his own child. My G.o.d!
The man is an immeasurable scoundrel; and, Julius Sandal, you are another."
"Sir?"
"Leave me. I am still master of Sandal. Leave me. Leave my house. Do not enter it again until my dead body has pa.s.sed the gates."
"It will be right for you first to sign this paper."
"What paper? Eh? What?"
"The deed of Harry's relinquishment. He has my money. I look to your honor to secure me."
"You look the wrong road. I will sign no such paper,--no, not for twenty years of life."
He spoke sternly, but almost in a whisper. The strain upon him was terrible; he was using up the last remnants of his life to maintain it.
"That you should sign the deed is only bare honesty. I gave the money trusting to your honesty."
"I will not sign it. It would be a queer thing for me to be a partner in such a dirty job. The right of succession to Sandal, barring Harry Sandal, is not vested in you. It is in Harry's son. Whoever his mother may be, the little lad is heir of Sandal-Side; and I'll not be made a thief in my last hours by you. That's a trick beyond your power. Now, then, I'll waste no more words on you, good, bad, or indifferent."
He had, in fact, reached the limit of his powers, and Julius saw it; yet he did not hesitate to press his right to Sandal's signature by every argument he thought likely to avail. Sandal was as one that heard not, and fortunately Mrs. Sandal's entrance put an end to the painful interview.
This was a sorrow the squire had never contemplated, and it filled his heart with anxious misery. He strove to keep calm, to husband his strength, to devise some means of protecting his wife's rights. "I must send for Lawyer Moser: if there is any way out of this wrong, he will know the right way," he thought. But he had to rest a little ere he could give the necessary prompt instructions. Towards noon he revived, and asked eagerly for Stephen Latrigg. A messenger was at once sent to Up-Hill. He found Stephen in the barn, where the men were making the flails beat with a rhythm and regularity as exhilarating as music.
Stephen left them at once; but, when he told Ducie what word had been brought him, he was startled at her look and manner.
"I have been looking for this news all day: I fear me, Steve, that the squire has come to 'the pa.s.sing.' Last night I saw your grandfather."
"Dreamed of him?"
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