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第71章

  MRS。KARNEGIEwasawomanoffeebleintelligenceandviolenttemper;prompttotakeoffense,andnot,forthemostpart,easytoappease。ButMrs。Karnegiebeing——asweallareinourvariousdegrees——acompoundofmanyoppositequalities,possessedacharacterwithmorethanonesidetoit,andhadherhumanmeritsaswellasherhumanfaults。Seedsofsoundgoodfeelingwerescatteredawayintheremotercornersofhernature,andonlywaitedforthefertilizingoccasionthatwastohelpthemtospringup。TheoccasionexertedthatbenigninfluencewhenthecabbroughtMr。Crum’sclientbacktothehotel。Thefaceoftheweary,heart-sickwoman,assheslowlycrossedthehall,rousedallthatwasheartiestandbestinMrs。Karnegie’snature,andsaidtoher,asifinwords,“Jealousofthisbrokencreature?
  Oh,wifeandmotheristherenoappealtoyourcommonwomanhood_here?_“
  “Iamafraidyouhaveovertiredyourself,ma’am。Letmesendyousomethingupstairs?“
  “Sendmepen,ink,andpaper,“wastheanswer。“Imustwritealetter。Imustdoitatonce。“
  Itwasuselesstoremonstratewithher。Shewasreadytoacceptanythingproposed,providedthewritingmaterialsweresuppliedfirst。Mrs。Karnegiesentthemup,andthencompoundedacertainmixtureofeggsandhotwine。forwhichTheSheep’sHeadwasfamous,withherownhands。Infiveminutesorsoitwasready——andMissKarnegiewasdispatchedbyhermotherwhohadotherbusinessonhandatthetimetotakeitupstairs。
  Afterthelapseofafewmomentsacryofalarmwasheardfromtheupperlanding。Mrs。Karnegierecognizedherdaughter’svoice,andhastenedtothebedroomfloor。
  “Oh,mamma!Lookather!lookather!“
  Theletterwasonthetablewiththefirstlineswritten。Thewomanwasonthesofawithherhandkerchieftwistedbetweenhersetteeth,andhertorturedfaceterribletolookat。Mrs。
  Karnegieraisedheralittle,examinedherclosely——thensuddenlychangedcolor,andsentherdaughteroutoftheroomwithdirectionstodispatchamessengerinstantlyformedicalhelp。
  Leftalonewiththesufferer,Mrs。Karnegiecarriedhertoherbed。Asshewaslaiddownherlefthandfellhelplessoverthesideofthebed。Mrs。Karnegiesuddenlycheckedthewordofsympathyasitrosetoherlips——suddenlyliftedthehand,andlooked,withamomentarysternnessofscrutiny,atthethirdfinger。Therewasaringonit。Mrs。Karnegie’sfacesoftenedontheinstant:thewordofpitythathadbeensuspendedthemomentbeforepassedherlipsfreelynow。“Poorsoul!“saidtherespectablelandlady,takingappearancesforgranted。“Where’syourhusband,dear?Tryandtellme。“
  Thedoctormadehisappearance,andwentuptothepatient。
  Timepassed,andMr。Karnegieandhisdaughter,carryingonthebusinessofthehotel,receivedamessagefromupstairswhichwasominousofsomethingoutofthecommon。Themessagegavethenameandaddressofanexperiencednurse——withthedoctor’scompliments,andwouldMr。Karnegiehavethekindnesstosendforherimmediately。
  Thenursewasfoundandsentupstairs。
  Timewenton,andthebusinessofthehotelwenton,anditwasgettingtobelateintheevening,whenMrs。Karnegieappearedatlastintheparlorbehindthebar。Thelandlady’sfacewasgrave,thelandlady’smannerwassubdued。“Very,veryill,“wastheonlyreplyshemadetoherdaughter’sinquiries。Whensheandherhusbandweretogether,alittlelater,shetoldthenewsfromupstairsingreaterdetail。“Achildborndead,“saidMrs。
  Karnegie,ingentlertonesthanwerecustomarywithher。“Andthemotherdying,poorthing,sofaras_I_cansee。“
  Alittlelaterthedoctorcamedown。Dead?No——Likelytolive?
  Impossibletosay。Thedoctorreturnedtwiceinthecourseofthenight。Bothtimeshehadbutoneanswer。“Waittillto-morrow。“
  Thenextdaycame。Sheralliedalittle。Towardtheafternoonshebegantospeak。Sheexpressednosurpriseatseeingstrangersbyherbedside:hermindwandered。Shepassedagainintoinsensibility。Thenbacktodeliriumoncemore。Thedoctorsaid,“Thismaylastforweeks。Oritmayendsuddenlyindeath。It’stimeyoudidsomethingtowardfindingherfriends。“
  Herfriends!Shehadlefttheonefriendshehadforever!
  Mr。Campwassummonedtogivehisadvice。Thefirstthingheaskedforwastheunfinishedletter。
  Itwasblotted,itwasillegibleinmoreplacesthanone。Withpainsandcaretheymadeouttheaddressatthebeginning,andhereandtheresomefragmentsofthelinesthatfollowed。Itbegan:“DearMr。Brinkworth。“Thenthewritinggot,littlebylittle,worseandworse。Totheeyesofthestrangerswholookedatit,itranthus:“Ishouldillrequite***Blanche’sinterests***ForGod’ssake!***don’tthinkof_me_***“
  Therewasalittlemore,butnotsomuchasoneword,inthoselastlines,waslegibleThenamesmentionedintheletterwerereportedbythedoctorandthenursetobealsothenamesonherlipswhenshespokeinherwanderings。“Mr。Brinkworth“and“Blanche“——hermindranincessantlyonthosetwopersons。Theoneintelligiblethingthatshementionedinconnectionwiththemwastheletter。Shewasperpetuallytrying,trying,tryingtotakethatunfinishedlettertothepost;andshecouldnevergetthere。Sometimesthepostwasacrossthesea。Sometimesitwasatthetopofaninaccessiblemountain。Sometimesitwasbuiltinbyprodigiouswallsallroundit。Sometimesamanstoppedhercruellyatthemomentwhenshewascloseatthepost,andforcedherbackthousandsofmilesawayfromit。Sheonceortwicementionedthisvisionarymanbyhisname。Theymadeitouttobe“Geoffrey。“
  Findingnoclewtoheridentityeitherintheletterthatshehadtriedtowriteorinthewildwordsthatescapedherfromtimetotime,itwasdecidedtosearchherluggage,andtolookattheclotheswhichshehadwornwhenshearrivedatthehotel。
  Herblackboxsufficientlyproclaimeditselfasrecentlypurchased。OnopeningittheaddressofaGlasgowtrunk-makerwasdiscoveredinside。Thelinenwasalsonew,andunmarked。Thereceiptedshop-billwasfoundwithit。Thetradesmen,sentforineachcaseandquestioned,referredtotheirbooks。Itwasprovedthattheboxandthelinenhadbothbeenpurchasedonthedaywhensheappearedatthehotel。
  Herblackbagwasopenednext。AsumofbetweeneightyandninetypoundsinBankofEnglandnotes;afewsimplearticlesbelongingtothetoilet;materialsforneedle-work;andaphotographicportraitofayounglady,inscribed,“ToAnne,fromBlanche,“
  werefoundinthebag——butnoletters,andnothingwhateverthatcouldaffordtheslightestclewbywhichtheownercouldbetraced。Thepocketinherdresswassearchednext。Itcontainedapurse,anemptycard-case,andanewhandkerchiefunmarked。
  Mr。Campshookhishead。
  “Awoman’sluggagewithoutanylettersinit,“hesaid,“suggeststomymindawomanwhohasamotiveofherownforkeepinghermovementsasecret。Isuspectshehasdestroyedherletters,andemptiedhercard-case,withthatview。“Mrs。Karnegie’sreport,afterexaminingthelinenwhichtheso-called“Mrs。Graham“hadwornwhenshearrivedattheinn,provedthesoundnessofthelawyer’sopinion。Ineverycasethemarkshadbeencutout。Mrs。
  Karnegiebegantodoubtwhethertheringwhichshehadseenonthethirdfingerofthelady’slefthandhadbeenplacedtherewiththesanctionofthelaw。
  Therewasbutonechanceleftofdiscovering——orratherofattemptingtodiscover——herfriends。Mr。CampdrewoutanadvertisementtobeinsertedintheGlasgownewspapers。Ifthosenewspapershappenedtobeseenbyanymemberofherfamily,shewould,inallprobability,beclaimed。Inthecontraryeventtherewouldbenothingforitbuttowaitforherrecoveryorherdeath——withthemoneybelongingtohersealedup,anddepositedinthelandlord’sstrongbox。
  Theadvertisementappeared。Theywaitedforthreedaysafterward,andnothingcameofit。Nochangeofimportanceoccurred,duringthesameperiod,intheconditionofthesufferingwoman。Mr。
  Camplookedin,towardevening,andsaid,“Wehavedoneourbest。
  Thereisnohelpforitbuttowait。“
  FarawayinPerthshirethatthirdeveningwasmarkedasajoyfuloccasionatWindygatesHouse。BlanchehadconsentedatlasttolistentoArnold’sentreaties,andhadsanctionedthewritingofalettertoLondontoorderherwedding-dress。
  “NOTSOlargeasWindygates。But——shallwesaysnug,Jones?“
  “Andcomfortable,Smith。Iquiteagreewithyou。“
  SuchwasthejudgmentpronouncedbythetwochoralgentlemenonJuliusDelamayn’shouseinScotland。Itwas,asusualwithSmithandJones,asoundjudgment——asfarasitwent。SwanhavenLodgewasnothalfthesizeofWindygates;butithadbeeninhabitedfortwocenturieswhenthefoundationsofWindygateswerefirstlaid——anditpossessedtheadvantages,withoutinheritingthedrawbacks,ofitsage。Thereisinanoldhouseafriendlyadaptationtothehumancharacter,asthereisinanoldhatafriendlyadaptationtothehumanhead。ThevisitorwholeftSwanhavenquitteditwithsomethinglikeasenseofleavinghome。
  Amongthefewhousesnotourownwhichtakeastrongholdonoursympathiesthiswasone。TheornamentalgroundswerefarinferiorinsizeandsplendortothegroundsatWindygates。Buttheparkwasbeautiful——lesscarefullylaidout,butalsolessmonotonousthananEnglishpark。Thelakeonthenorthernboundaryoftheestate,famousforitsbreedofswans,wasoneofthecuriositiesoftheneighborhood;andthehousehadahistory,associatingitwithmorethanonecelebratedScottishname,whichhadbeenwrittenandillustratedbyJuliusDelamayn。VisitorstoSwanhavenLodgewereinvariablypresentedwithacopyofthevolumeprivatelyprinted。Oneintwentyreadit。Therestwere“charmed,“andlookedatthepictures。
  ThedaywasthelastdayofAugust,andtheoccasionwasthegarden-partygivenbyMr。andMrs。Delamayn。