Tales of Two Countries Part 14
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After sitting for some time, stiff as a poker, he had backed his sleek horses, step by step, until they reached a spot where the street widened a little, though the difference was imperceptible to any other eyes than those of an accomplished coachman.
A whole pack of ragged children swarmed about the carriage, and did all they could to upset the composure of the sleek steeds. But the spirit of the immovable one was in them.
After having measured with a glance of perfect composure the distance between two flights of steps, one on each side of the street, he made the sleek pair turn, slowly and step by step, so short and sharp that it seemed as though the elegant carriage must be crushed to fragments, but so accurately that there was not an inch too much or too little on either side.
Now he once more sat stiff as a poker, still measuring with his eyes the distance between the steps. He even made a mental note of the number of a constable who had watched the feat, in order to have a witness to appeal to if his account of it should be received with scepticism at the stables.
Mrs. Warden allowed the poor-law inspector to hand her into the carriage. She asked him to call upon her the following day, and gave him her address.
"To Advocate Abel's!" she cried to the coachman. The fat gentleman lifted his hat with a mealy smile, and the carriage rolled away.
As they gradually left the poor quarter of the town behind, the motion of the carriage became smoother, and the pace increased. And when they emerged upon the broad avenue leading through the villa quarter, the sleek pair snorted with enjoyment of the pure, delicate air from the gardens, and the immovable one indulged, without any sort of necessity, in three masterly cracks of his whip.
Mrs. Warden, too, was conscious of the delight of finding herself once more in the fresh air. The experiences she had gone through, and, still more, what she had heard from the inspector, had had an almost numbing effect upon her. She began to realize the immeasurable distance between herself and such people as these.
She had often thought there was something quite too sad, nay, almost cruel, in the text: "Many are called, but few are chosen."
Now she understood that it _could_ not be otherwise.
How could people so utterly depraved ever attain an elevation at all adequate to the demands of a strict morality? What must be the state of these wretched creatures' consciences? And how should they be able to withstand the manifold temptations of life?
She knew only too well what temptation meant! Was she not incessantly battling against a temptation--perhaps the most perilous of all--the temptation of riches, about which the Scriptures said so many hard things?
She shuddered to think of what would happen if that brutish man and these miserable women suddenly had riches placed in their hands.
Yes, wealth was indeed no slight peril to the soul. It was only yesterday that her husband had tempted her with such a delightful little man-servant--a perfect English groom. But she had resisted the temptation; and answered: "No, Warden, it would not be right; I will not have a footman on the box. I dare say we can afford it; but let us beware of overweening luxury. I a.s.sure you I don't require help to get into the carriage and out of it; I won't even let the coachman get down on my account."
It did her good to think of this now, and her eyes rested complacently on the empty seat on the box, beside the immovable one.
Mrs. Abel, who was busy clearing away _Bazars_ and sc.r.a.ps of stuff from the big table, was astonished to see her friend return so soon.
"Why, Emily! Back again already? I've just been telling the dress-maker that she can go. What you were saying to me has quite put me out of conceit of my new frock; I can quite well get on without one--" said good-natured Mrs. Abel; but her lips trembled a little as she spoke.
"Every one must act according to his own conscience," answered Mrs.
Warden, quietly, "but I think it's possible to be too scrupulous."
Mrs. Abel looked up; she had not expected this.
"Just let me tell you what I've gone through," said Mrs. Warden, and began her story.
She sketched her first impression of the stuffy room and the wretched people; then she spoke of the theft of her purse.
"My husband always declares that people of that kind can't refrain from stealing," said Mrs. Abel.
"I'm afraid your husband is nearer the truth than we thought," replied Mrs. Warden.
Then she told about the inspector, and the ingrat.i.tude these people had displayed towards the man who cared for them day by day.
But when she came to what she had heard of the poor woman's past life, and still more when she told about the young girl, Mrs. Abel was so overcome that she had to ask the servant to bring some port-wine.
When the girl brought in the tray with the decanter, Mrs. Abel whispered to her: "Tell the dressmaker to wait."
"And then, can you conceive it," Mrs. Warden continued--"I scarcely know how to tell you"--and she whispered.
"What do you say! In one bed! All! Why, it's revolting!" cried Mrs.
Abel, clasping her hands.
"Yes, an hour ago I; too, could not have believed it possible," answered Mrs. Warden, "But when you've been on the spot yourself, and seen with your own eyes--"
"Good heavens, Emily, how could you venture into such a place!"
"I am glad I did, and still more glad of the happy chance that brought the inspector on the scene just at the right time. For if it is enn.o.bling to bring succor to the virtuous poor who live clean and frugal lives in their humble sphere, it would be unpardonable to help such people as these to gratify their vile proclivities."
"Yes, you're quite right, Emily! What I can't understand is how people in a Christian community--people who have been baptized and confirmed--can sink into such a state! Have they not every day--or, at any rate, every Sunday--the opportunity of listening to powerful and impressive sermons? And Bibles, I am told, are to be had for an incredibly trifling sum."
"Yes, and only to think," added Mrs. Warden, "that not even the heathen, who are without all these blessings--that not even they have any excuse for evil-doing; for they have conscience to guide them."
"And I'm sure conscience speaks clearly enough to every one who has the will to listen," Mrs. Abel exclaimed, with emphasis.
"Yes, heaven knows it does," answered Mrs. Warden, gazing straight before her with a serious smile.
When the friends parted, they exchanged warm embraces.
Mrs. Warden grasped the ivory handle, entered the carriage, and drew her train after her. Then she closed the carriage door--not with a slam, but slowly and carefully.
"To Madame Lab.i.+.c.he's!" she called to the coachman; then, turning to her friend who had accompanied her right down to the garden gate, she said, with a quiet smile: "Now, thank heaven, I can order my silk dress with a good conscience."
"Yes, indeed you can!" exclaimed Mrs. Abel, watching her with tears in her eyes. Then she hastened in-doors.
ROMANCE AND REALITY.
"Just you get married as soon as you can," said Mrs. Olsen.
"Yes, I can't understand why it shouldn't be this very autumn,"
exclaimed the elder Miss Ludvigsen, who was an enthusiast for ideal love.
"Oh, yes!" cried Miss Louisa, who was certain to be one of the bridesmaids.
"But Soren says he can't afford it," answered the bride elect, somewhat timidly.
"Can't afford it!" repeated Miss Ludvigsen. "To think of a young girl using such an expression! If you're going to let your new-born love be overgrown with prosaic calculations, what will be left of the ideal halo which love alone can cast over life? That a man should be alive to these considerations I can more or less understand--it's in a way his duty; but for a sensitive, womanly heart, in the heyday of sentiment!--No, no, Marie; for heaven's sake, don't let these sordid money-questions darken your happiness."
"Oh, no!" cried Miss Louisa.
"And, besides," Mrs. Olsen chimed in, "your _fiance_ is by no means so badly off. My husband and I began life on much less.--I know you'll say that times were different then. Good heavens, we all know that! What I can't understand is that you don't get tired of telling us so. Don't you think that we old people, who have gone through the transition period, have the best means of comparing the requirements of to-day with those of our youth? You can surely understand that with my experience of house-keeping, I'm not likely to disregard the altered conditions of life; and yet I a.s.sure you that the salary your intended receives from my husband, with what he can easily earn by extra work, is quite sufficient to set up house upon."
Tales of Two Countries Part 14
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