Jane And The Unpleasantness At Scargrave Manor Part 16

Isobel looked away, and raised a hand to her eyes; then faced us with better composure. "I believe the man Crow is incapable of honour, Mr. Cranley. You are well advised to bargain with his superiors, if you wish to waste your coin. But do not concern yourself with me. I care little for which which room in h.e.l.l I may call my own; none is likely to offer comfort." room in h.e.l.l I may call my own; none is likely to offer comfort."

I surveyed the Countess with profound emotion, unwilling to imagine the trials she had already undergone. Her simple dress of black wool was soiled and torn; whose hands had offended her person I could readily guess, having viewed the gauntlet of her cellmates. Her hair was tangled and dirty, and a fearful smell emanated from the folds of her clothes. She was sunk indeed from the wealth and consequence that had been hers but a few weeks before. I embraced her again, overcome with pity.

"I fear we cannot remain much longer, Miss Austen," Mr. Cranley said gently.

"Isobel," I said, "we will have you out of this fearsome place, with your innocence proved and your good name restored. Never doubt that all our benevolence is active on your behalf. Let hope sustain you in this, your darkest hour; we shall see you freed, and Fitzroy Payne with you."

"Do not speak his name, Jane. I wish never to hear it again."

I gazed at her averted face and bitter eyes, profoundly disturbed. What fury is love that believes itself betrayed!

"I shall be very much surprised, Isobel, to discover him anything but as innocent as yourself; and in time, you may find in that as much hope as for your own cause."

She bit her lip, and turned to me with emotion. At a nod from Mr. Cranley, I reluctantly released her; but remembered to press upon my friend the book I had fetched at the very carriage door. It was my most treasured novel-Cecilia, by Miss f.a.n.n.y Burney-as certain a mental diversion as one could find, in so terrible a place. But Isobel refused it, with an eye to the women beyond her door, and the treacherous Crow.

"Do you keep it safe, dear Jane," she told me softly. "I shall hope to enjoy its delights in a better time."

"MR. CRANLEY," I SAID THOUGHTFULLY, WHEN CROW HAD led us to the street, "we must endeavour to find a reason for the Countess to hope." led us to the street, "we must endeavour to find a reason for the Countess to hope."

"I agree, Miss Austen. But whence that hope might spring, I cannot say."

"A renewed faith in the Earl might engender it. Did the Countess think his soul less black, she might suffer less despair."

Mr. Cranley helped me into his carriage, and stood by the door; and I understood then he would not accompany me on my return to Scargrave House.

"You must descend once more into that h.e.l.l?" I enquired, in some distress.

"I must meet with the Earl, Miss Austen; and no lady may be permitted in a cell such as his," the barrister replied grimly. "I fear I have some business with the prison's governor as well, if I can but persuade him to hear me. The Countess and the Earl must be moved to more decent rooms, though a fortune be spent to achieve it."

"You are goodness itself."

"I only do what is required-what any gentleman of feeling would do."

"Most gentlemen of feeling gentlemen of feeling would hardly think a month's ablutions enough to rid them of Newgate's stains," I replied dryly. "I remain convinced of your worth, my dear sir." would hardly think a month's ablutions enough to rid them of Newgate's stains," I replied dryly. "I remain convinced of your worth, my dear sir."

He inclined his head, somewhat embarra.s.sed, and I moved on with energy to my more important purpose. "Mr. Cranley," I said, "when you speak with Fitzroy Payne, do you enquire as to his methods of correspondence."

"His methods?"

"Indeed-what records of letters sent and received he may retain; whether he logs his postage; and particularly enquire if he makes copies of those missives he writes."

Comprehension dawned upon the barrister's face. "You think of the sc.r.a.p found in the maid's bodice."

I nodded. "Could we but show that paper to have been taken from some part of the Earl's correspondence, his guilt in having written it might seem less heavy. For any might have sent the note to Marguerite. It cannot be proved that the Earl did so. What indicts him is his hand; the writing is surely his. We must endeavour to show that it was intended for another, and appeared upon the maid only by misadventure."

The light in Mr. Cranley's eyes was enough to satisfy me; that we should soon know all we must about Fitzroy Payne's business, I little doubted, and rejoiced in the excellent understanding of Isobel's defender.

Later that day

I I WAS TREATED AFTER DINNER TO AN EXTRAORDINARY IN I WAS TREATED AFTER DINNER TO AN EXTRAORDINARY IN-terview with Miss f.a.n.n.y Delahoussaye, and am so far from understanding what it may mean, that I write down the essence of it, in the hopes that by so doing, I may better comprehend it.

I had retired to the pianoforte, in an effort to improve my mastery of Mr. Haydn's airs, and reflect upon all that has occurred, when I was surprised by Miss Delahoussaye's appearance at my side. A band of jet beads was drawn across her brow, with a plume behind, and she was resplendent in a dinner gown of black sarcenet. I knew that she looked forward eagerly to her visit on the morrow to Madame Henri's, that breathlessly fas.h.i.+onable modiste modiste of Bond Street, and a.s.sumed that she wished to bend my ear, the better to glory in her good fortune. of Bond Street, and a.s.sumed that she wished to bend my ear, the better to glory in her good fortune.

"Miss Austen," said she, in a far warmer accent than has distinguished our acquaintance thus far, "may I persuade you to take a turn about the Orangerie? I do not believe you have yet viewed its delights. In such a season as this, when the streets are impa.s.sable, a greenhouse must be preferred above all other amus.e.m.e.nt. I am sure you should like it of all things."

I saw no reason to hold myself aloof, and gladly consented. The Orangerie was a folly of the sixth Earl, the late Lord Scargrave's father, whose wife was French; he is said to have drawn the structure from the likeness of one on the grounds of Versailles, before that n.o.ble palace's destruction at the hands of the French rabble. A quant.i.ty and variety of plants are grown in its hothouse atmosphere, such as are rarely met with. The late Earl shared in his father's interest, botany being yet another of his pa.s.sions; no plant was too costly or too rare for his procuring.

"Mr. Cranley seems a respectable sort of fellow, for a barrister," f.a.n.n.y began, as we strolled the moist aisles, smelling of green; "you might almost set your cap at him, had you sufficient time, Miss Austen. His profession is not abhorrent to you you, and his prospects must be declared quite good-at least, for one of your-that is, quite good, indeed."

"I think Mr. Cranley would prefer that you you secure him, Miss Delahoussaye. He was all admiration while you retained the room." secure him, Miss Delahoussaye. He was all admiration while you retained the room."

"You are a sly creature, Miss Austen! But do do call me f.a.n.n.y," she said, slipping her arm through mine. I had not the slightest inclination to proceed to further intimacy in such a manner, and so did not offer her my Christian name. "I have been longing for the chance to walk with you alone, for I am in a sad turmoil of mind, and the wisdom of such an one as yourself-so much my senior in age and experience-must be a source of comfort." call me f.a.n.n.y," she said, slipping her arm through mine. I had not the slightest inclination to proceed to further intimacy in such a manner, and so did not offer her my Christian name. "I have been longing for the chance to walk with you alone, for I am in a sad turmoil of mind, and the wisdom of such an one as yourself-so much my senior in age and experience-must be a source of comfort."

So much much her senior, indeed! The eight years' difference in our ages is hardly the stuff of a generation; but I could not expect Miss Delahoussaye to refrain from malice, when an opportunity for abuse presented itself. her senior, indeed! The eight years' difference in our ages is hardly the stuff of a generation; but I could not expect Miss Delahoussaye to refrain from malice, when an opportunity for abuse presented itself.

"Such advice as I can give, I will gladly offer; although I must consider our acquaintance as so slight, as to recommend some other party to your interest."

"Our acquaintance slight! I declare! It was not five minutes after your arrival at Scargrave that I felt a.s.sured you would be the salvation of my visit to that dreary place, and perhaps the means of securing that felicity-but I am too precipitate. I impose upon your kindness. I had better explain the nature of my distress."

"To be sure," I said, somewhat bewildered.

"You cannot have been long in the company of Lieutenant Hearst without remarking his extraordinary ability to please," she began, with a sidelong glance. "I am sure you cannot."

"He is a charming fellow." And so this is how she intended to broach my indiscretion of New Year's Eve. I had almost succeeded in forgetting it.

"Charming! He is all that is attentive and engaging. And such modesty! Such diffidence! He never comprehends the effect his openness and amiability have on the ladies of his acquaintance. I know that many an one has been persuaded to think too much too much of his notice, his conversation, his little habits of attention, before this." She stopped to caress a blooming plant with one finger. "I am very much afraid that it has caused many to regret their having hoped for so much, upon discovering he intended of his notice, his conversation, his little habits of attention, before this." She stopped to caress a blooming plant with one finger. "I am very much afraid that it has caused many to regret their having hoped for so much, upon discovering he intended too little. too little. La, an orchid in January! I declare, an orchid is pleasanter than anything in the world." La, an orchid in January! I declare, an orchid is pleasanter than anything in the world."

And so, I thought, taking the import of her first words, I am warned off. Even a second son of a wastrel is too good for a Miss Austen, without fortune or connexion to recommend her. I could not but think a primary object of f.a.n.n.y's confidence was to apprise me of my danger in encouraging Lieutenant Hearst's attentions; by suggesting his fickleness, she hoped to wound me, and thus win his attention for herself. Though she lacks the appearance of jealousy, her character suggests she cannot be immune to its bite. But how amusing that she should feel that emotion towards me me, when I had despaired of my power before one of her beauty and fortune!

"As a woman so much older so much older than yourself, I must own I have encountered men as charming as the Lieutenant elsewhere," I said carefully. "Amiable as he may be, I have seen his equal before. Your than yourself, I must own I have encountered men as charming as the Lieutenant elsewhere," I said carefully. "Amiable as he may be, I have seen his equal before. Your more sheltered life more sheltered life to date must excuse you." to date must excuse you."

At this, she coloured prettily. "I may express too great a partiality for the Lieutenant," she said. "How else can one who is promised to him be expected to regard him, but as the epitome of all that is good and admirable in a man?" "Promised!" I cried, attempting in vain to recover my wits. "I had not an idea of it! And your mother approves?"

"Oh, Lord! Mamma knows nothing about it," f.a.n.n.y said composedly. "The match is unlikely to meet with favour from her, any more than it would have won Isobel's consent-and you know, Isobel's father was my guardian, and at his death the charge pa.s.sed to her, until I should marry or reach the age of twenty-five. My Uncle John Collins had long acted in lieu of my father, and had strongly advised my mother to find me a husband befitting my fortune-I am possessed of no less than thirty thousand pounds. Me so far persuaded Mamma of the sum's significance, and warned her so repeatedly against fortune hunters, that she will not have me even dance dance with any man who can claim less than five or ten thousand a year, much less a second son." with any man who can claim less than five or ten thousand a year, much less a second son."

"You do not share her scruple?"

"Where love exists, how can fortune matter?"

How, indeed! Fortune, or lack of it, has been the main impediment to every trifling attachment of my life; it was certainly the means of dividing me from my first love, and my truest-Tom Lefroy.2 Young as we both were, I do not believe we lacked anything conducive to our mutual affection and happiness, Young as we both were, I do not believe we lacked anything conducive to our mutual affection and happiness, but but fortune. But I forbore to give way to self-pity, and agreed with Miss Delahoussaye that her comfortable means must allow her to bestow her affections where her heart chose. fortune. But I forbore to give way to self-pity, and agreed with Miss Delahoussaye that her comfortable means must allow her to bestow her affections where her heart chose.

"And you have been promised to the Lieutenant how long?"

"These three weeks."

Three weeks. His attentions to me must, therefore, have been as nothing; I had been deceived by flattery yet again. It is not to be borne! His attentions to me must, therefore, have been as nothing; I had been deceived by flattery yet again. It is not to be borne!

"I declare," Miss Delahoussaye said expansively, "but it is is a change! I have been wild about Tom for ages, but he was ever of a mind to abuse me unmercifully; and there was a time last summer when I almost thought him promised to a Miss King, and gave him up for lost. But apparently that went off, and when he came to us at Scargrave, there was never a man more attentive! I must believe it the effect of my purple silk; it a change! I have been wild about Tom for ages, but he was ever of a mind to abuse me unmercifully; and there was a time last summer when I almost thought him promised to a Miss King, and gave him up for lost. But apparently that went off, and when he came to us at Scargrave, there was never a man more attentive! I must believe it the effect of my purple silk; it is is a cunning gown, and might almost make my eyes the same shade." a cunning gown, and might almost make my eyes the same shade."

I made some answer, equal to her speech in its lack of sense, and she continued almost without pause.

"Mamma thought nothing of his presence at the house, it being taken up with mourning; and he would look glum as all whenever she appeared, and pretend to dance attendance on you, only to brighten immediately once she was out of sight, and profess himself violently in love! A capital scheme, I declare! Only now there is the trial, and Tom and I must live apart, and barely speak; not a ball are we to have, or any amus.e.m.e.nt-"

"Miss Delahoussaye," I interrupted, "I fail to see where my advice is wanted."

"But you must tell me what to do!"

"In what manner may I be of a.s.sistance?"

"Tom-Lieutenant Hearst-was to go to Isobel the night the Earl died. We had determined that she should be told, whether she should give her consent or no, and that we should be married after Christmas if we must go to Gretna Green to do it." Her words were unusually vehement.

I confess to a quickening of my pulse. "And did Lieutenant Hearst obtain his interview?"

"I cannot make out whether he did, but it cannot signify now. now. Isobel is past all consent, and cannot plague us any longer. But it is Mamma I think of; and I cannot believe she will see reason until the marriage is made." Isobel is past all consent, and cannot plague us any longer. But it is Mamma I think of; and I cannot believe she will see reason until the marriage is made."

"I cannot stand in lieu of either, Miss Delahoussaye, if it is consent you seek."

"But here is the point, Miss Austen. Tom will will have us marry as soon as possible-he is wild to get me, I own. And now we are in mourning, and the trial is soon to happen-I declare I am almost distracted! For how am I to marry when the whole world is set against it?" have us marry as soon as possible-he is wild to get me, I own. And now we are in mourning, and the trial is soon to happen-I declare I am almost distracted! For how am I to marry when the whole world is set against it?"

I confessed that even my age and experience had failed to teach me ways to circ.u.mvent such convention; but I ventured the opinion that a marriage within six weeks of the trial might not be considered ill, if it were conducted quietly and without undue pomp. At this f.a.n.n.y seemed rea.s.sured, and professed her unshakable intent of waiting for Lieutenant Hearst until they could hir away to Gretna Green.

Having had time to absorb this news, along with its implicit warning against such things as kisses in the moonlight, I was possessed of a new thought.

"The maid Marguerite knew of your plans, did she not?" I enquired.

Miss f.a.n.n.y started, and all the delicate colour of her soft complexion drained from her face. "She never told you!" she cried in protest.

I adopted an all-encompa.s.sing wisdom as my best deceit.

"But of course," I said. "You did not think your secret died with her?"

At this, f.a.n.n.y's breath quickened and the tears started to her eyes; she sat down upon a stone bench and was quite overcome. I suffered from some perplexity-for I had referred to nothing more than a planned elopement, the fact of which she had just imparted. Such distress could hardly spring from this. this. The secret, then, was of far greater import; and it behooved me to learn it. I sat down at her side and placed an arm about her shoulders. The secret, then, was of far greater import; and it behooved me to learn it. I sat down at her side and placed an arm about her shoulders.

"You need not pay me to keep your confidence, f.a.n.n.y," I told her. "J do not expect a bag of coins by the hay-shed door."

She lifted her pretty face, tear-stained and miserable, and stared at me wildly. "But you understand, then, why we must be married as soon as ever," she said. "In very little time, my gowns shall hardly fit. Already Marguerite has had to let out the seams; and she tried to ruin me for her knowledge. Now Mamma would have us at the warehouses for our mourning, and I must must have a gown for the House of Lords, and if I stand before a seamstress, she is sure to know in an instant!" have a gown for the House of Lords, and if I stand before a seamstress, she is sure to know in an instant!"

I perceived, at last, the trouble. "When is the child to be born?" I asked her.

f.a.n.n.y shrugged helplessly. "How should I know? I have no experience of these things. I only know that my corset does not fit, and that my seams are bursting, and that I have felt decidedly unwell these past few weeks. Marguerite said my time should not come until July at least. But she may have been lying." A pair of drowned blue eyes sought my own. "Deceit and self-interest were ever Marguerite's way, Miss Austen." f.a.n.n.y's voice held unaccustomed bitterness.

"You met with the Lieutenant while still in London," I mused. "After Isobel's marriage-while she travelled abroad."

"It was better that she be ignorant of our concerns," f.a.n.n.y replied, her eyes downcast. "She did not approve of my meeting Tom."

And with good reason, I thought, remembering the click of f.a.n.n.y's door several nights past; had the Lieutenant entered her room, even as he parted from me? His conduct was in every way infamous. And here, a.s.suredly, was a powerful motive for murdering the maid and dropping Isobel's kerchief; by these vile actions, f.a.n.n.y's blackmailer should be dispatched, and her guardian silenced. But what of the d.a.m.ning note in Fitzroy Payne's hand?

Poor f.a.n.n.y was in no state to be further interrogated; I patted her shoulder, said a few words, and helped her to her feet. We parted at the Orangerie door, she to trip deceitfully to her Mamma, and I to seek my chamber and my pen with a heavy heart.

I CANNOT CONSIDER THE MATCH WITHOUT SOME LITTLE CANNOT CONSIDER THE MATCH WITHOUT SOME LITTLE dismay. It has been long, indeed-despite my capricious words to f.a.n.n.y Delahoussaye-since I encountered a man of Lieutenant Hearst's easy manners and amiability, however false his intentions; and it seems I am forever to witness such men apportioned to an other. I confess to indulging in a review of my affairs of the heart, and wondering for the thousandth time if I did wrong in refusing Harris Bigg-Wither; to avoid the continued painful recognition of all I have been denied, in finally accepting some dismay. It has been long, indeed-despite my capricious words to f.a.n.n.y Delahoussaye-since I encountered a man of Lieutenant Hearst's easy manners and amiability, however false his intentions; and it seems I am forever to witness such men apportioned to an other. I confess to indulging in a review of my affairs of the heart, and wondering for the thousandth time if I did wrong in refusing Harris Bigg-Wither; to avoid the continued painful recognition of all I have been denied, in finally accepting some one one, would be relief enough from a lifetime of bitter disappointments.

And I am all wonder at Lieutenant Hearst's behaviour! He has snubbed f.a.n.n.y, and sought my company over hers, whenever opportunity afforded. Were I his professed love, I should find his conduct reprehensible. Was this merely a shadow play as she described, intended to deceive others and fend off the suspicious in his family circle? If so, I can declare Tom Hearst to have engaged in it too heartily, and feel myself to be a laughing-stock. It would have been enough to speak of Miss Delahoussaye with neutral praise, such as any man might bestow; whereas he never missed an opportunity for raillery. Her infatuation with himself, her false pride, her preoccupation with clothes and self-importance-all have been the subject of his disparagement in the course of our riding lessons together. I cannot comprehend it. I might almost believe him regretting his choice; and if he feels so little respect for a woman whose charms alone may have quickened his interest, I cannot feel sanguine about his prospects for happiness in marriage.

And did the Lieutenant obtain obtain his interview with Isobel that e'en? And an opportunity, perhaps, to place the Barbadoes nuts in the Earl's dish? his interview with Isobel that e'en? And an opportunity, perhaps, to place the Barbadoes nuts in the Earl's dish?

Isobel is past all consent, Miss Delahoussaye had said; and indeed, my friend is now conveniently incapable of opposing the match, and the bestowing of Miss Delahoussaye's thirty thousand pounds. I wonder she could not be persuaded that the marriage would keep f.a.n.n.y's fortune in the Scargrave family, and thus be made to look with favour on the union; but perhaps that did not serve Lieutenant Hearst's purpose. Isobel-and Fitzroy Payne-would undoubtedly have tied the money in such legal binds as made it virtually useless to him; and it may be that it is cash cash for which Tom Hearst seeks. And if it be that the gentleman is in desperate need of money, I must consider his appearance of guilt as black, indeed. for which Tom Hearst seeks. And if it be that the gentleman is in desperate need of money, I must consider his appearance of guilt as black, indeed.

Or am I merely comforting myself with the thought that he chooses Miss Delahoussaye for her fortune, rather than any preference over myself? Stupid, stupid Jane! Your vanity rises again, even in the hour of its most thorough defeat.

Can such a man, whose fine appearance and good humour suggest all that is pleasing, be so infinitely dissembling? I declare his charm, and think him a murderer; I encourage his attentions, and find him promised to another. Were I acquainted with his person a twelvemonth, and had ample scope for observation, I should believe myself still as likely to be deceived. No, I shall not begin to understand it, be Miss f.a.n.n.y Delahoussaye turned Mrs. Tom Hearst, and her third child on the way.

1. Clergyable offenses were those that might be sentenced "with benefit of clergy," meaning, with a dispensation against the death penalty. Manslaughter, for example, was a clergyable offense, with transportation rather than death the usual sentence. This legal provision arose from the tradition of trying ordained clergy in ecclesiastical courts, but spread to the population at large. -Editor's note.2. Jane Austen fell in love with the nephew of her good friend Anne Lefroy at the age of twenty, while the young Irishman was visiting the Hamps.h.i.+re town of Steventon, where Jane grew up. Anne Lefroy was opposed to the match because of Jane's lack of fortune, and sent Tom away before any engagement was formed. -Editor's note.

Chapter 18 - The Very Mrs. Hammond.

3 January 1803

I SENT FOR MR. CRANLEY EARLY THIS MORNING, AND WAS SENT FOR MR. CRANLEY EARLY THIS MORNING, AND WAS gratified to see that gentleman arrive with alacrity not an hour later. To stem his apparent disappointment at f.a.n.n.y Delahoussaye's absence-she was even then standing before Madame Henri, the Bond Street gratified to see that gentleman arrive with alacrity not an hour later. To stem his apparent disappointment at f.a.n.n.y Delahoussaye's absence-she was even then standing before Madame Henri, the Bond Street modiste modiste-I bent myself briskly to business.

"Let us talk, Mr. Cranley, of evidence," I began, closing the study door behind us, the better to guard against a servant's ears. "The presence near the paddock gate of Isobel's handkerchief, we may count as nothing. Any person desiring to throw blame upon the Countess, might readily have obtained her linen, monogrammed as it is, for the purpose; access to her apartments is not even necessary. I myself have observed Isobel leave her kerchiefs behind her wherever she goes."

Mr. Cranley nodded. "I had a.s.sumed as much."

"And what of Fitzroy Payne? Have you intelligence of his writing habits?" I perched on the edge of a chair, and Mr. Cranley did the same, leaning towards me in his eagerness.

"Your excellent understanding, Miss Austen, is cause for rejoicing," he began.

"Capital!" I cried, clasping my hands together. "You have learned something to their advantage!"

The barrister nodded. "As you are no doubt aware, Fitzroy Payne was engrossed in resolving the business affairs of his uncle at the time of the maid's murder. He remained closeted in the library for days on end, over a quant.i.ty of papers, and much correspondence pa.s.sed between Lord Scargrave and his London solicitors,"

"Well I remember it. The solicitors appeared at Scargrave immediately upon the Earl's death, but stayed only a few hours; thereafter all matters were conducted by post. And what a quant.i.ty of post! Madame Delahoussaye undertook several times to tidy the Earl's library, and was all agog at the mess."

"According to Lord Scargrave, he never varies from routine in matters of business. In writing a letter, he painstakingly draws up a draft, and then copies it for clarity's sake onto another sheet of paper. It is the final copy which he sends to the recipient."

"He has copies of all his correspondence?"

"He does. I think it possible that the phrase in question was torn from just such a draft draft-left lying about the Earl's library desk, to which everyone might have access-and the rest of the sheet destroyed." The barrister slapped his knees in excitement, and sat back in his chair.