This Man's Wife Part 43
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"Mr Bayle, I am more of a business man than you, so trust me. You are making sacrifice enough, and are not called upon to study the feelings of one of the greatest scoundrels--"
"Oh! hus.h.!.+ hus.h.!.+"
"I say it again, sir--one of the greatest scoundrels that ever drew breath."
Bayle frowned, and drew his own hard.
"I don't know," he said, "that I shall care to carry this money--so large a sum."
"Nonsense, sir, a packet of notes in a pocket-book. These things are comparative. When I was a boy I can remember thinking ninepence a large amount; now I stand on a market day shovelling out gold and fingering over greasy notes and cheques, till I don't seem to know what a large sum is. You take my advice, go and get it without saying a word to Hallam; and I tell you what it is, sir, if it wasn't for poor Mrs Hallam and that poor child, I should be off my bargain, and go to Sir Gordon at once."
"I will go and get the money without Hallam, Thickens; but as I undertook to go with him, I shall write and tell him I have gone."
"Very well, sir, very well. As you please," said Thickens; "I should not: but you are a clergyman, and more particular about such things than I am."
Bayle smiled, and shook hands, leaving Thickens looking after him intently as he walked down the street.
"He wouldn't dare!" said Thickens to himself thoughtfully. "He would not dare. I wish he had not been going to tell him, though. Humph!
dropping in to see poor old Gemp because he has had a fit."
He paused till he had seen Bayle enter the old man's house, and then went on muttering to himself.
"I never could understand why Gemp was made; he never seems to have been of the least use in the world, though, for the matter of that, idlers don't seem much good. Hah! If Gemp knew what I know, there'd be a crowd round the bank in half-an-hour, and they'd have Hallam's house turned inside out in another quarter. I don't like his telling Hallam about his going," he mused. "It's a large sum of money, though I made light of it, and the mail's safe enough. We've about got by the old highwayman days, but I wish he hadn't told him, all the same."
Meanwhile the curate had turned in at Gemp's to see how the old fellow was getting on.
"Nicedly, sir, very nicedly," said the woman in charge; "he've had a beautiful sleep, and Doctor Luttrell says he be coming round to his senses fast."
Poor old Gemp did not look as if he had been progressing nicely, but he seemed to recognise his visitor, and appeared to understand a few of his words.
But not many, for the old man kept putting his hand to his head and looking at the door, gazing wistfully through the window, and then heaving a heavy sigh.
"Oh, don't you take no notice o' that, sir," said the woman; "that be only his way. He's been used to trotting about so much that he feels it a deal when he is laid up, poor old gentleman; he keeps talking about his money, too, sir. Ah, sir, it be strange how old folks do talk about their bit o' money when they're getting anigh the time when they won't want any of it more."
And so on till the curate rose and left the cottage.
That night he was on his way to London, after sending a line to Hallam to say that upon second thoughts he had considered it better to go up to town alone.
Three days pa.s.sed with nothing more exciting than a few inquiries after Hallam's health, the most a.s.siduous inquirer being Miss Heathery, who called again on the third evening.
"I know you think me a very silly little woman, Millicent, my dear, and I'm afraid that perhaps I am, but I do like you, and I should like to help you now you are in trouble."
"I always did, and always shall, think you one of my best and kindest friends, Miss Heathery," replied Millicent, kissing her.
"Now, that's very kind of you, my dear. It's touching," said Miss Heathery, wiping her eyes. "You do think me then a very dear friend?"
she said, clinging to Mrs Hallam, and gazing plaintively in her face.
"Indeed I do."
"Then may I make a confidant like of you, dear?"
"Yes, certainly," said Millicent.
"But first of all, can I help you nurse Mr Hallam, or take care of Julie?"
"Oh, no, thank you. Mr Hallam is much better, and Julie is happiest with Thisbe."
"Or Mr Bayle," said Miss Heathery; "but I have not seen her with him lately. Oh, I forgot, he has gone to London."
"Indeed!" said Millicent, starting, for she connected his absence with her husband's trouble.
"Yes; gone two, three days; but, Millicent dear, may I speak to you plainly?"
"Of course. Tell me," said Millicent smiling, and feeling amused as she antic.i.p.ated some confidence respecting an engagement.
"And you are sure you will not feel hurt?"
"Trust me, I shall not," said Millicent, with her old grave smile.
"Well then, my dear," whispered the visitor, "it is about money matters.
You know I have none in the bank now, because I bought a couple of houses, but I have been asking, and I find that I can borrow some money on the security, and I thought--there! I knew you would feel hurt."
For Millicent's eyes had begun to dilate, and she drew back from her visitor.
"I only meant to say that I could not help knowing you--that Mr Hallam kept you--oh! I don't know how to say it, Millicent dear, but--but if you would borrow some money of me, dear, it would make me so very happy."
The tears sprang to Millicent's eyes as she rose and kissed her visitor.
"Thank you, dear Miss Heathery," she cried. "I shall never forget this una.s.suming kindness, but it is impossible that I can take your help."
"Oh, dear me! I was afraid you would say so, and yet it is so sad to run short. Couldn't you really let me help you, my dear?"
"No, it is impossible," said Millicent, smiling gently. "Is it quite impossible?" said Miss Heathery.
"Yes, dear; but believe me, if I were really in great need I would come to you for help."
"You promise me that, dear?" cried the little woman, rising.
"I promise you that," said Millicent, and her visitor went away overjoyed.
VOLUME TWO, CHAPTER TWELVE.
ROBERT HALLAM WANTS FRESH AIR.
"That woman seemed as if she would never go," said Hallam, entering the room hastily, and glancing at the clock.
"She does like to stop and chat," replied Millicent, wondering at his manner. "What are you going to do?"
"I am off for a short run. I cannot bear this confinement any longer.
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