Stop a minute, Mr. Carteret, I beg of you! cried Chetwynd. I am yet in hopes that I may move him. Let me make one more appeal to your sense of justice, sir! he added to his father. I promise you it shall be the last!
I cannot listen to you! replied Mr. Calverley.
You refuse, then, to alter your will?
Positively refuse! rejoined the old gentleman. For heavens sake let me die in peace! Can you not prevail on him to go, he added to his wife and daughter. He will kill me outright!
You hear what your father says! cried Mrs. Calverley, in an authoritative tone. Go, I command you!
Yes, I will go, rejoined Chetwynd; but not at your bidding! You are the sole cause of this misunderstanding between my father and myself. By your arts you have cheated me out of my inheritance!
Ah! ejaculated Mrs. Calverley.
This is madness! exclaimed Mr. Carteret, trying to drag him from the room.
Hear my last, words, sir! cried Chetwynd to his father. I never will touch a shilling of your money if it is to be doled out to me by this woman!
And he rushed out of the room.
V. THE OLD BUTLER
Pushing aside the attorneys clerk, whom he found on the landing, he hurried downstairs, and had just snatched up his hat in the hall, when he perceived the old butler eyeing him wistfully.
He had a great regard for this faithful old servant, whom he had known since he was a boy, so he went up to him, and patting him kindly on the shoulder, said
He had a great regard for this faithful old servant, whom he had known since he was a boy, so he went up to him, and patting him kindly on the shoulder, said
Good-bye, dear old Norris. I dont mean to remain a minute longer in my fathers house, and I may never return to it. Farewell, old friend!
You shant go out thus, sir, unless you knock me down, rejoined Norris, detaining him. Youll do yourself a mischief. No one is in the dining-room. Please to go in there. I want to have a few words with you to reason with you.
And he tried to draw him towards the room in question; but Chetwynd resisted.
Reason with me! he exclaimed. I know what youll say, Norris. Youll advise me to make it up with my father, and bow the knee to my stepmother; but Ill die rather!
Mr. Chetwynd, its a chance if your father is alive to-morrow morning. Think of that, and what your feelings will be when hes gone. Youll reproach yourself then, sir, for I know youve a good heart. Ive got you out of many a scrape when you were a boy, and Im persuaded something may be done now, if youll only condescend to listen to me.
Well, Ill stay a few minutes on purpose to talk to you. But I hear Carteret coming downstairs. I dont want to meet him. I dont want to meet anybody not even my sister.
Then Ill tell you what to do, sir. Go up the back staircase to your own room. Its just as you left it. No one will know youre here. Ill come to you as soon as I can.
And he almost forced him through a folding-door into a passage communicating with the back staircase.
Chetwynd had disappeared before the attorney and his clerk reached the hall; but Mr. Carteret stopped for a moment to speak to the old butler.
Ah, weve had a frightful scene, Norris! he said. It will surprise me if the old gentleman survives it. I suppose Mr. Chetwynd is gone?
I really cant say, sir. He was here a few minutes ago.
Looking rather wild, eh?
Im sure he looked wild enough when he passed me just now, observed the clerk. I thought hed have thrown me over the banisters.
Serve you right, too! muttered Norris.
Nothing could be more injudicious, and, I may add, more unfeeling, than his conduct to his father, remarked Carteret.
Im sorry to hear it, said the butler; but you must make some allowance for him.
I can make every allowance, rejoined the attorney. But no good purpose can be answered by such violence as he gave way to. On the contrary, irreparable harm is done.
Not irreparable harm, I hope, sir?
I very much fear so. He used language towards Mrs. Calverley that I dont think she will ever forgive Its of the last importance that he should be set right with her. Should you see him before he goes, tell him so.
I will, sir if I do see him. Theres masters bell. Excuse me; I must go upstairs.
Dont mind me, Norris. I can let myself out. As I drive back, at Mrs. Calverleys request, I shall call on Doctor Spencer, and send him to see Mr. Calverley at once. That will save time.
Very good, sir, replied the butler.
And he flew upstairs; while Mr. Carteret and his clerk went out at the front door.
Has anybody just left the house, Edward? inquired Mr. Carteret of his groom, who was waiting with the phaeton near the door.
No, sir, replied the man.
I fancied he was not gone, thought the attorney. I am glad I spoke to Norris.
VI. SELF-EXAMINATION
Chetwynd had become more tranquillised since he entered the room that had once belonged to him and that might be said to belong to him still since it had always been kept for him.
A comfortable bed-chamber, with windows looking upon the garden. Night was now coming on, but it was still light enough to see every object in the room, and Chetwynd examined them with interest almost with emotion.
The furniture was precisely the same he had left; the narrow iron bed, without curtains, and covered with an eider-down quilt the easy-chair on which he used to sit and smoke the books on the shelf and the prints on the walls, were still there, as of yore. Nothing seemed to have been disturbed.
When he last occupied that room Teresa was his fathers ward, and believing himself in love with her, he indulged in dreams of future happiness for there seemed no obstacle to their union.
Now, all was gone. Teresa had become hateful to him. Yet, somehow or other, her image was associated with the room.
Throwing open the windows, he looked out into the garden, and, after listening to the singing of the birds, sat down in the easy-chair, and tried to lay out a plan for the future.
Impossible! His mind was much too confused for the task. He could decide on nothing. Never having done anything during his life but amuse himself, he had no idea what he should have to do when thrown upon his own resources.
Compelled to examine himself, he found his knowledge of business exceedingly limited. However, he had plenty of friends, and did not doubt they would help him to a situation of some kind.
The thought that most annoyed him was that he had well-nigh spent all his money. He had not enough to pay a passage to Australia.
At length, Norris made his appearance, and explained that he could not come sooner, having had a good deal to do in Mr. Calverleys room. Doctor Spencer had paid a visit to his patient, and had only just left.
However, all is quiet for the present, said the butler, and I will therefore beg you to come with me to my room, where I have got a little supper for you.
I shall really be glad of it, Norris. I suppose we shant meet any of the other servants?
No; I have taken care of that, sir, replied Norris.
In the butlers pantry, to which they repaired, they found a cold pigeon-pie and a bottle of claret on the table, and being very hungry, Chetwynd made a hearty meal.
Im sorry I cannot give you a very good report of what has been going on upstairs, sir, said the butler; though your father is not so bad as I feared. He has been put to bed, and Doctor Spencer has seen him, as I told you. The doctor gave him some stimulant that helped to revive him, and has left a small phial with Mrs. Calverley, from which she is to administer a few drops to him, as she may deem fit. I hope he may last out the night, and I think he will, for he seemed better when I left him just now. Heaven grant you may see him again, sir!
I despair of doing anything with him, Norris.
Never despair, sir, never despair!
Well, thats a good maxim. Extraordinary things have sometimes been done when all has been deemed hopeless. Fresh wills have been made almost in extremis. It may be so in my fathers case, but I dont think it likely.
You must remain in the house to-night, sir. Its your last chance.
Is there a chance, Norris?
You shall judge for yourself, sir. When I was in your fathers room just now, standing by his bedside, he spoke to me about you in a way that showed his good feelings towards you had returned. Evidently, he didnt want Mrs. Calverley to hear what he said; but she was in the dressing-room, though the door was partly open. He asked me, in a low voice, if you were really gone; and seemed much relieved when I told him you were still in the house, but begged me not to mention it to his wife. It may alarm, her, Norris, he said. I couldnt say anything more to him at the time, for she came out of the dressing-room; but I shall have another opportunity to-night. Of one thing Im certain, sir; but I shall have another opportunity to-night. Of one thing Im certain, sir you havent lost your hold of your fathers affections.
At this moment a slight sound outside caught Chet-wynds ear.
Wishing to ascertain if there was a listener, he immediately got up, and, opening the door, looked along the passage right and left; but it was quite dark, and he could distinguish no one.
It was a false alarm, he said, as he came back. For the moment I fancied it might be Mrs. Calverley.
No fear of that, sir; she never comes down here.
Let us go back to my room. I shall feel easier there. After what youve told me, Norris, I shant think of leaving to-night.
Thats the right thing to do, sir, cried the butler, joyfully.
Bring the bottle of claret and the glasses with you, and come along, said Chetwynd.
VII. TERRIBLE SUSPICIONS
The blinds were drawn down, the candles on the chimney-piece lighted, the claret and glasses set on the table, Chetwynd was seated in an easy-chair, and old Norris had taken a place opposite him.
Now, Norris, said Chetwynd, I should like to ask you a few questions. In the first place, what is the matter with my father? Till I came here this evening I have never heard he was unwell. What is his complaint? What does Doctor Spencer say about him?
Doctor Spencer says its a complete break up, replied the butler; but I dont think he understands the case at all. Your father used to be a remarkably stout man for his years, as I neednt tell you, sir. I never recollect him having a days illness till his marriage; and, indeed, he was as well as ever for three months, when he caught a cold, and then a very sudden change occurred, and I thought all would soon he over with him but he rallied.