Half a Hero Part 5
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"Oh do. We shall be so pleased."
"Mr. Norburn doesn't come at all of them, does he?"
"At most. Do you mind that?"
"Of course I do. Who wouldn't?"
"I don't."
"No, if you did I shouldn't."
d.i.c.k was, it must be admitted, getting along very well, considering that he had only been presented to the young lady ten minutes before. That was d.i.c.k's way; and when the young lady is attractive, it is a way that has many recommendations, only sometimes it leads to a pitfall--a cold answer, or a snub.
"But why," asked Daisy, in apparent surprise, "should you mind about what I thought? I'm afraid I should never think about whether you liked it or not, you know."
"Good-night," said d.i.c.k. And when he got outside and was lighting his cigar, he exclaimed, "Confound the girl!" And after a pause he added, "Hang the fellow!" and shook his head and went home.
CHAPTER IV.
WEEDING OUT THE WEAK-KNEED.
In a short time it happened that Lady Eynesford conceived a high opinion of Mr. c.o.xon. He was, she declared, the one bright spot in the new Ministry; he possessed ability, principle, sound Churchmans.h.i.+p, and gentlemanly demeanour. A young man thus equipped could hardly fail of success, and Lady Eynesford, in spite of the Governor's decidedly lukewarm approbation, was pleased to take the Attorney-General under her special protection. More than once in the next week or two did Mr.
c.o.xon, tall-hatted, frock-coated, and new-gloved, in obedience to cordial invitations, take tea in the verandah of Government House. He was naturally gratified by these attentions, and, being not devoid of ambition, soon began to look upon his position as the starting-point for a greater prize. Lady Eynesford was, here again, with him--up to a point. She thought (and thoughts are apt to put themselves with a bluntness which would be inexcusable in speech) that it was high time that Eleanor Scaife was married, and, from an abstract point of view, this could hardly be denied. Lady Eynesford took the next step. Eleanor and c.o.xon would suit one another to perfection. Hence the invitations to tea, and Lady Eynesford's considerate withdrawals into the house, or out of sight in the garden. Of course it was impossible to gauge Eleanor's views at this early stage, but Lady Eynesford was a.s.sured of Mr. c.o.xon's grat.i.tude--his bearing left no doubt of it--and she congratulated herself warmly on the promising and benevolent scheme which she had set afoot.
Now the danger of encouraging ambitious young men--and this remark is general in its scope, and not confined at all to one subject-matter--is that their vaulting imaginations constantly overleap the benevolence of their patrons. Mr. c.o.xon would not have been very grateful for permission to make love to Miss Scaife; he was extremely grateful for the opportunity of recommending himself to Alicia Derosne. The Governor's sister--none less--became by degrees his aim and object, and when Lady Eynesford left him with Miss Scaife, hoping that Alicia would have the sense not to get in the way, Mr. c.o.xon's soaring mind regarded himself as left with Alicia, and he hoped that the necessary exercise of discretion would be forthcoming from Miss Scaife. Presently this little comedy revealed itself to Eleanor, and, after an amused glance at the retreating figure of her misguided friend, she would bury herself in _Tomes on the British Colonies_, and abandon Alicia to the visitor's wiles. A little indignant at the idea of being "married off" in this fas.h.i.+on, she did not feel it inc.u.mbent on her to open Lady Eynesford's eyes. As for Alicia--Alicia laughed, and thought that young men were much the same all the world over.
"Tomes," said Eleanor on one occasion, looking up from the first volume of that author--and perhaps she chose her pa.s.sage with malice--"clearly intimates his opinion that the Empire can't hold together unless the social bonds between England and the colonies are strengthened."
"Does he, dear?" said Alicia, playing with the pug. "Do look at his tongue, Mr. c.o.xon. Isn't it charming?"
"Yes. Listen to this: 'It is on every ground to be regretted that the divorce between society at home and in the colonies is so complete. The ties of common interest and personal friends.h.i.+p which, impalpable though they be, bind nations together more closely than const.i.tutions and laws, are to a great extent wanting. Even the interchange of visits is rare; closer connection by intermarriage, in a broad view, non-existent.'"
"There's a great deal of sense in that," said c.o.xon.
"Well, Mr. c.o.xon," laughed Alicia, "you should have thought of it when you were in England."
Eleanor's eyes had dropped again to Tomes, and Mr. c.o.xon answered, in a tone not calculated to disturb the reader,
"I hope it's not altogether too late."
"The choice is so small out here, isn't it? Now, according to Tomes, Mr.
Medland ought to marry a d.u.c.h.ess--well, a dowager-d.u.c.h.ess--but there isn't one."
"I should hardly have thought the Premier quite the man for a d.u.c.h.ess,"
said c.o.xon, rather superciliously.
"Well, I like him much better than most dukes I've seen. Why do you shake your head?"
"I've the greatest respect for Mr. Medland as my leader, but--come, Miss Derosne, he's hardly--now is he?"
"I like him very much indeed," declared Alicia. "I think he's the most interesting man I've ever met."
"But thinking a man interesting and thinking him a man one would like to marry are quite different, surely?" suggested fastidious Mr. c.o.xon.
"Thinking him interesting and thinking him a man one would be _likely_ to marry are quite different," corrected Eleanor, emerging from Tomes.
"By the way, who was Mrs. Medland?" asked Alicia.
c.o.xon hesitated for a moment: Eleanor raised her eyes.
"I believe her name was Benyon," he answered. "I--I know nothing about her."
"Didn't you know her?"
"No, I was in England, and she died a year after I came back--before I went into politics at all."
"I wonder if she was nice."
"My dear Alicia, what can it matter?" asked Eleanor.
"If you come to that, Eleanor, most of the things we talk about don't matter," protested Alicia. "We are not Attorney-Generals, like Mr.
c.o.xon, whose words are worth--how much?"
"Now, Miss Derosne, you're chaffing me."
"Come and feed the swans," said Alicia, rising.
"What will Mary think?" said Eleanor, settling herself down again to Tomes. "And why is Alicia so curious about the Medlands?"
It was perhaps natural that Eleanor should be puzzled to answer the question she put to herself, but in reality the interest Alicia felt admitted of easy explanation. She had first encountered Medland under conditions which invested him with all the attraction that a visibly dominant character exercises over a young mind, and the impression then created had been of late much deepened by what she heard from her brother. d.i.c.k felt that the Governor would be a cold, and Lady Eynesford a thoroughly unfavourable, auditor of his views on the Medlands, but, in spite of Daisy's cruel indifference, he had taken advantage of her permission to pay her more than one visit, and he poured out his soul to his sister. His outpourings consisted of enthusiastic praises of both father and daughter.
"By Jove!" he said, "it's simply--you know, Al--simply fetching to see them together. He's a splendid chap--not an ounce of side or nonsense about him. And she's awfully pretty. Don't you think she's awfully pretty, Al?"
"I only saw her for a moment, dear."
"It's too bad of Mary to go on as she does. She simply ignores Miss Medland."
"Miss Medland's still very young, d.i.c.k. Is he--how does he treat her?"
"I don't know. It's almost funny--they're always jumping up to get one another things, don't you know!" answered d.i.c.k, whose feelings outran his powers of elegant description.
"Do you go there much, d.i.c.k?"
"Now, Al, don't try to do Mary to me."
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