The Disentanglers Part 13
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'Am I to understand that all the three admirers about whom Miss Baddeley suffers remorse are clerics?'
'Yes. Julia has a wonderful attraction for the Church,' said Miss Crofton, 'and that is what causes her difficulties. She _can't_ write to _them_, or communicate to _them_ in personal interviews (as you advised), that her heart is no longer--'
'Theirs,' said Merton. 'But why are the clergy more privileged than the laity? I have heard of such things being broken to laymen. Indeed it has occurred to many of us, and we yet live.'
'I have urged the same facts on Julia myself,' said Miss Crofton. 'Indeed I _know_, by personal experience, that what you say of the laity is true.
They do not break their hearts when disappointed. But Julia replies that for her to act as you and I would advise might be to shatter the young clergymen's ideals.'
'To shatter the ideals of three young men in holy orders!' said Merton.
'Yes, for Julia _is_ their ideal--Julia and Duty,' said Miss Crofton, as if she were naming a firm. 'She lives only,' here Julia twisted the hand of Miss Crofton, 'she lives only to do good. Her fortune, entirely under her own control, enables her to do a great deal of good.'
Merton began to understand that the charms of Julia were not entirely confined to her _beaux yeux_.
'She is a true philanthropist. Why, she rescued _me_ from the snares and temptations of the stage,' said Miss Crofton.
'Oh, _now_ I understand,' said Merton; 'I knew that your face and voice were familiar to me. Did you not act in a revival of _The Country Wife_?'
'Hush,' said Miss Crofton.
'And Lady Teazle at an amateur performance in the Canterbury week?'
'These are days of which I do not desire to be reminded,' said Miss Crofton. 'I was trying to explain to you that Julia lives to do good, and has a heart of gold. No, my dear, Mr. Merton will much misconceive you unless you let me explain everything.' This remark was in reply to the agitated gestures of Julia. 'Thrown much among the younger clergy in the exercise of her benevolence, Julia naturally awakens in them emotions not wholly brotherly. Her sympathetic nature carries her off her feet, and she sometimes says "Yes," out of mere goodness of heart, when it would be wiser for her to say "No"; don't you, Julia?'
Merton was reminded of one of M. Paul Bourget's amiable married heroines, who erred out of sheer goodness of heart, but he only signified his intelligence and sympathy.
'Then poor Julia,' Miss Crofton went on hurriedly, 'finds that she has misunderstood her heart. Recently, ever since she met Captain Lestrange--of the Guards--'
'The fourth?' asked Merton.
Miss Crofton nodded. 'She has felt more and more certain that she _had_ misread her heart. But on each occasion she _has_ felt this--after meeting the--well, the next one.'
'I see the awkwardness,' murmured Merton.
'And then Remorse has set in, with all her horrors. Julia has wept, oh!
for nights, on my shoulder.'
'Happy shoulder,' murmured Merton.
'And so, as she _dare_ not shatter their ideals, and perhaps cause them to plunge into excesses, moral or doctrinal, this is what she has done.
She has said to each, that what the Church, any Church, needs is martyrs, and that if they will go to benighted lands, where the crown of martyrdom may still be won, _then_, if they return safe in five years, then she--will think of naming a day. You will easily see the attractions of this plan for Julia, Mr. Merton. No ideals were shattered, the young men being unaware of the circ.u.mstances. They _might_ forget her--'
'Impossible,' cried Merton.
'They might forget her, or, perhaps they--'
Miss Crofton hesitated.
'Perhaps they might never--?' asked Merton.
'Yes,' said Miss Crofton; 'perhaps they might _not_. That would be all to the good for the Church; no ideals would be shattered--the reverse--and dear Julia would--'
'Cherish their pious memories,' said Merton.
'I see that you understand me,' said Miss Crofton.
Merton did understand, and he was reminded of the wicked lady, who, when tired of her lovers, had them put into a sack, and dropped into the Seine.
'But,' he asked, 'has this ingenious system failed to work? I should suppose that each young man, on distant and on deadly sh.o.r.es, was far from causing inconvenience.'
'The defect of the system,' said Miss Crofton, 'is that none of them has gone, or seems in a hurry to go. The first--that was Mr. Bathe, Julia?'
Julia nodded.
'Mr. Bathe was to have gone to Turkey during the Armenian atrocities, and to have _forced_ England to intervene by taking the Armenian side and getting ma.s.sacred. Julia was intensely interested in the Armenians. But Mr. Bathe first said that he must lead Julia to the altar before he went; and then the ma.s.sacres fell off, and he remains at Cheltenham, and is very tiresome. And then there is Mr. Clancy, _he_ was to go out to China, and denounce the G.o.ds of the heathen Chinese in the public streets. But _he_ insisted that Julia should first be his, and he is at Leamington, and not a step has he taken to convert the Boxers.'
Merton knew the name of Clancy. Clancy had been his f.a.g at school, and Merton thought it extremely improbable that the Martyr's crown would ever adorn his brow.
'Then--and this is the last of them, of the clergy, at least--Mr. Brooke: he was to visit the New Hebrides, where the natives are cannibals, and utterly unawakened. He is as bad as the others. He won't go alone. Now, Julia is obliged to correspond with all of them in affectionate terms (she keeps well out of their way), and this course of what she feels to be duplicity is preying terribly on her conscience.'
Here Julia sobbed hysterically.
'She is afraid, too, that by some accident, though none of them know each other, they may become aware of the state of affairs, or Captain Lestrange, to whom she is pa.s.sionately attached, may find it out, and then, not only may their ideals be wrecked, but--'
'Yes, I see,' said Merton; 'it is awkward, very.'
The interview, an early one, had lasted for some time. Merton felt that the hour of luncheon had arrived, and, after luncheon, it had been his intention to go up to the University match. He also knew, from various sounds, that clients were waiting in the ante-chamber. At this moment the door opened, and the office boy, entering, laid three cards before him.
'The gentlemen asked when you could see them, sir. They have been waiting some time. They say that their appointment was at one o'clock, and they wish to go back to Lord's.'
'So do I,' thought Merton sadly. He looked at the cards, repressed a whistle, and handed them silently to Miss Crofton, bidding the boy go, and return in three minutes.
Miss Crofton uttered a little shriek, and pressed the cards on Julia's attention. Raising her veil, Julia scanned them, wrung her hands, and displayed symptoms of a tendency to faint. The cards bore the names of the Rev. Mr. Bathe, the Rev. Mr. Brooke, and the Rev. Mr. Clancy.
'What is to be done?' asked Miss Crofton in a whisper. 'Can't you send them away?'
'Impossible,' said Merton firmly.
'If we go out they will know me, and suspect Julia.'
Miss Crofton looked round the room with eyes of desperate scrutiny. They at once fell on a large old-fas.h.i.+oned screen, covered with engravings, which Merton had picked up for the sake of two or three old mezzotints, barbarously pasted on to this article of furniture by some ignorant owner.
'Saved! we are saved! Hist, Julia, hither!' said Miss Crofton in a stage whisper. And while Merton murmured 'Highly unprofessional,' the skirts of the two ladies vanished behind the screen.
Miss Crofton had not played Lady Teazle for nothing.
'Ask the gentlemen to come in,' said Merton, when the boy returned.
They entered: three fair young curates, nervous and inclined to giggle.
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