"Besides,"hecontinued,"rememberTom。AssureasyouleaveHayeswithoutsomesecurityfromMax,theboy’sruined:hewhomightbealord,ifhismotherhadbut——Psha!nevermind:thatboywillgoontheroad,assureasmyname’sWood。He’saTurpincockinhiseye,mydear,——aregularTyburnlook。Heknowstoomanyofthatsortalready;andistoofondofabottleandagirltoresistandbehonestwhenitcomestothepinch。"
"It’salltrue,"saidMrs。Hayes。"Tom’sahighmettlesomefellow,andwouldnomoremindarideonHounslowHeaththanhedoesawalknowintheMall。"
"Doyouwanthimhanged,mydear?"saidWood。
"Ah,Doctor!"
"ItISapity,andthat’ssure,"concludedMr。Wood,knockingtheashesoutofhispipe,andclosingthisinterestingconversation。
"Itisapitythatthatoldskinflintshouldbeinthewayofbothyourfortunes;andheabouttoflingyouover,too!"
Mrs。Catherineretiredmusing,asMr。Billingshadpreviouslydone;
asweetsmileofcontentmentlightedupthevenerablefeaturesofDoctorWood,andhewalkedabroadintothestreetsashappyafellowasanyinLondon。
CHAPTERXII。TREATSOFLOVE,ANDPREPARESFORDEATH。
Andtobeginthischapter,wecannotdobetterthanquoteapartofaletterfromM。l’AbbeO’FlahertytoMadamelaComtessedeX—————
atParis:
"MADAM,——ThelittleArouetdeVoltaire,whohathcome’hithertotakeaturninEngland,’asIseebythePostofthismorning,hathbroughtmeacharmingpacquetfromyourLadyship’shands,whichoughttorenderareasonablemanhappy;but,alas!makesyourslavemiserable。IthinkofdearParis(andsomethingmoredearthanallParis,ofwhich,Madam,Imaynotventuretospeakfurther)——IthinkofdearParis,andfindmyselfinthisdismalVitehall,where,whenthefogclearsup,IcancatchaglimpseofmuddyThames,andofthatfatalpalacewhichthekingsofEnglandhavebeenobligedtoexchangeforyournoblecastleofSaintGermains,thatstandssostatelybysilverSeine。Truly,nobadbargain。Formypart,I
wouldgivemygrandambassadorialsaloons,hangings,gildings,feasts,valets,ambassadorsandall,forabicoqueinsightoftheThuilleries’towers,ormylittlecellintheIrlandois。
"Mylastsheetshavegivenyouaprettynotionofourambassador’spublicdoings;nowforaprettypieceofprivatescandalrespectingthatgreatman。Figuretoyourself,Madam,hisExcellencyisinlove;actuallyinlove,talkingdayandnightaboutacertainfaironewhomhehathpickedoutofagutter;whoiswellnighfortyyearsold;whowashismistresswhenhewasinEnglandacaptainofdragoons,somesixty,seventy,orahundredyearssince;whohathhadasonbyhim,moreover,asprightlylad,apprenticetoatailorofeminencethathasthehonourofmakinghisExcellency’sbreeches。
"Sinceonefatalnightwhenhemetthisfaircreatureatacertainplaceofpubliqueresort,calledMaryleboneGardens,ourCyrushathbeenanalteredcreature。Lovehathmasteredthisbrainlessambassador,andhisanticsaffordmefoodforperpetualmirth。HesitsnowoppositetomeatatableinditingalettertohisCatherine,andcopyingitfrom——whatdoyouthink?——fromthe’GrandCyrus。’’Iswear,madam,thatmyhappinesswouldbetoofferyouthishand,asIhavemyheartlongago,andIbegyoutobearinmindthisdeclaration。’Ihavejustdictatedtohimtheabovetenderwords;forourEnvoy,Ineednottellyou,isnotstrongatwritingorthinking。
"ThefairCatherine,Imusttellyou,isnolessthanacarpenter’swife,awell—to—dobourgeois,livingattheTyburn,orGallowsRoad。
Shefoundoutherancientloververysoonafterourarrival,andhathamarvelloushankeringtobeaCount’slady。AprettylittlecreatureisthisMadamCatherine。Billets,breakfasts,prettywalks,presentsofsilksandsatins,passdailybetweenthepair;
but,strangetosay,theladyisasvirtuousasDiana,andhathresistedallmyCount’scajolerieshitherto。Thepoorfellowtoldme,withtearsinhiseyes,thathebelievedheshouldhavecarriedherbystormontheveryfirstnightoftheirmeeting,butthathersonsteppedintotheway;andheorsomebodyelsehathbeeninthewayeversince。Madamwillneverappearalone。Ibelieveitisthiswondrouschastityoftheladythathaselicitedthiswondrousconstancyofthegentleman。Sheisholdingoutforasettlement;
whoknowsifnotforamarriage?Herhusband,shesays,isailing;
herloverisfoolenough,andsheherselfconductshernegotiations,asImusthonestlyown,withaprettynotionofdiplomacy。"
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Thisistheonlypartofthereverendgentleman’sletterthatdirectlyaffectsthishistory。TherestcontainssomescandalconcerninggreaterpersonagesabouttheCourt,agreatshareofabuseoftheElectorofHanover,andaprettydescriptionofaboxing—matchatMr。Figg’samphitheatreinOxfordRoad,whereJohnWells,ofEdmundBury(asbythepapersmaybeseen),masterofthenoblescienceofself—defence,didengagewithEdwardSutton,ofGravesend,masterofthesaidscience;andtheissueofthecombat。
"N。B。"——addstheFather,inapostscript——"MonsieurFiguegivesahattobecudgelledforbeforetheMastermount;andthewholeofthisfashionableinformationhathbeengivenmebyMonseigneur’sson,MonsieurBillings,garcon—tailleur,ChevalierdeGalgenstein。"
Mr。Billingswas,infact,afrequentvisitorattheAmbassador’shouse;towhosepresencehe,byageneralorder,wasalwaysadmitted。AsfortheconnectionbetweenMrs。Catherineandherformeradmirer,theAbbe’shistoryofitisperfectlycorrect;norcanitbesaidthatthiswretchedwoman,whosetalenowbeginstowearadarkerhue,was,inanythingbutSOUL,faithlesstoherhusband。Butshehatedhim,longedtoleavehim,andlovedanother:
theendwascomingquickly,andeveryoneofourunknowingactorsandactressesweretobeimplicated,moreorless,inthecatastrophe。
ItwillbeseenthatMrs。CathadfollowedprettycloselytheinjunctionsofMr。WoodinregardtoherdealingswiththeCount;
whogrewmoreheart—strickenandtenderdaily,asthecompletionofhiswisheswasdelayed,andhisdesiresgoadedbycontradiction。
TheAbbehasquotedoneportionofaletterwrittenbyhim;hereistheentireperformance,extracted,astheholyfathersaid,chieflyfromtheromanceofthe"GrandCyrus"。
"UnhappyMaximilianuntounjustCatherina。
"MADAM,——ItmustneedsbethatIloveyoubetterthananyeverdid,since,notwithstandingyourinjusticeincallingmeperfidious,I
loveyounolessthanIdidbefore。Onthecontrary,mypassionissoviolent,andyourunjustaccusationmakesmesosensibleofit,thatifyoudidbutknowtheresentmentsofmysoule,youwouldconfessyourselfethemostcruellandunjustwomanintheworld。
Youshall,erelong,Madam,seemeatyourfeete;andasyouweremyfirstpassion,soyouwillbemylast。
"OnmykneesIwilltellyou,atthefirsthandsomopportunity,thatthegrandureofmypassioncanonlybeequalledbyyourbeauty;ithathdrivenmetosuchafatallnecessity,asthatIcannothidethemiserywhichyouhavecaused。Sure,thehostilgoddeshave,toplagueme,ordaynedthatfatalmarridge,bywhichyouareboundtoonesoinfinitlybelowyouindegree。Werethatbondofill—omindHymencutintwaynwitchbindsyou,Iswear,Madam,thatmyhappinisswouldebetoofferyouthishande,asIhavemyhartelongagoe。AndIprayeyoutobeareinmindethisdeclaracion,whichI
heresignwithmyhande,andwitchIprayyoumayonedaybecalledupontoprovethetruthon。Beleaveme,Madam,thatthereisnoneintheWorldwhodothmorehonortoyourvertuethanmyselfe,norwhowishesyourhappinessewithmorezealthan——MAXIMILIAN。
"FrommylodgingsinWhitehall,this25thofFebruary。
"TotheincomparableCatherina,these,withascarletsattenpetticoat。"
TheCounthaddebatedaboutthesentencepromisingmarriageineventofHayes’sdeath;butthehonestAbbecutthesescruplesveryshort,bysaying,justly,that,becausehewroteinthatmanner,therewasnoneedforhimtoactso;thathehadbetternotsignandaddressthenoteinfull;andthathepresumedhisExcellencywasnotquitesotimidastofancythatthewomanwouldfollowhimallthewaytoGermany,whenhisdiplomaticdutieswouldbeended;astheywouldsoon。
ThereceiptofthisbilletcausedsuchaflushofjoyandexultationtounhappyhappyMrs。Catherine,thatWooddidnotfailtoremarkit,andspeedilylearnedthecontentsoftheletter。Woodhadnoneedtobidthepoorwretchguarditverycarefully:itneverfromthatdayforthlefther;itwashertitleofnobility,——herpasstorank,wealth,happiness。Shebegantolookdownonherneighbours;
hermannertoherhusbandgrewmorethanordinarilyscornful;thepoorvainwretchlongedtotellhersecret,andtotakeherplaceopenlyintheworld。SheaCountess,andTomaCount’sson!Shefeltthatsheshouldroyallybecomethetitle!
Aboutthistime——andHayeswasverymuchfrightenedattheprevalenceoftherumour——itsuddenlybegantobeaboutinhisquarterthathewasgoingtoquitthecountry。Thestorywasineverybody’smouth;peopleusedtosneerwhenheturnedpale,andwept,andpassionatelydeniedit。
Itwassaid,too,thatMrs。Hayeswasnothiswife,buthismistress——everybodyhadthisstory——hismistress,whomhetreatedmostcruelly,andwasabouttodesert。Thetaleoftheblowwhichhadfelledhertothegroundwasknowninallquarters。Whenhedeclaredthatthewomantriedtostabhim,nobodybelievedhim:thewomensaidhewouldhavebeenservedrightifshehaddoneso。Howhadthesestoriesgoneabroad?"Threedaysmore,andIWILLfly,"
thoughtHayes;"andtheworldmaysaywhatitpleases。"
Ay,fool,fly——awaysoswiftlythatFatecannotovertakethee:hidesocunninglythatDeathshallnotfindthyplaceofrefuge!
CHAPTERXIII。BEINGAPREPARATIONFORTHEEND。
Thereader,doubtless,dothnowpartlyunderstandwhatdarkactsofconspiracyarebeginningtogatheraroundMr。Hayes;andpossiblyhathcomprehended——
1。ThatiftherumourwasuniversallycreditedwhichdeclaredthatMrs。CatherinewasonlyHayes’smistress,andnothiswife,Shemight,ifshesoinclined,marryanotherperson;andtherebynotinjureherfameandexcitewonderment,butactuallyaddtoherreputation。
2。ThatifalltheworlddidsteadfastlybelievethatMr。Hayesintendedtodesertthiswoman,afterhavingcruellymaltreatedher,Thedirectionwhichhisjourneymighttakewouldbeofnoconsequence;andhemightgotoHighgate,toEdinburgh,toConstantinople,nay,downawell,andnosoulwouldcaretoaskwhitherhehadgone。
ThesepointsMr。Hayeshadnotconsideredduly。Thelattercasehadbeenputtohim,andannoyedhim,aswehaveseen;theformerhadactuallybeenpresseduponhimbyMrs。Hayesherself;who,inalmosttheonlycommunicationshehadhadwithhimsincetheirlastquarrel,hadaskedhim,angrily,inthepresenceofWoodandherson,whetherhehaddaredtouttersuchlies,andhowitcametopassthattheneighbourslookedscornfullyather,andavoidedher?
TothischargeMr。Hayespleaded,verymeekly,thathewasnotguilty;andyoungBillings,takinghimbythecollar,andclinchinghisfistinhisface,sworeadreadfuloaththathewouldhavethelifeofhimifhedaredabusehismother。Mrs。Hayesthenspokeofthegeneralreportabroad,thathewasgoingtodeserther;which,ifheattemptedtodo,Mr。BillingsvowedthathewouldfollowhimtoJerusalemandhavehisblood。Thesethreats,andtheinsolentlanguageofyoungBillings,rathercalmedHayesthanagitatedhim:
helongedtobeonhisjourney;buthebegantohopethatnoobstaclewouldbeplacedinthewayofit。Forthefirsttimesincemanydays,hebegantoenjoyafeelingsomethingakintosecurity,andcouldlookwithtolerableconfidencetowardsacomfortablecompletionofhisownschemesoftreason。
Thesepointsbeingdulysettled,wearenowarrived,Opublic,atapointforwhichtheauthor’ssoulhathbeenyearningeversincethishistorycommenced。Wearenowcome,Ocritic,toastageoftheworkwhenthistalebeginstoassumeanappearancesointerestinglyhorrific,thatyoumusthaveaheartofstoneifyouarenotinterestedbyit。Ocandidanddiscerningreader,whoartsickofthehideousscenesofbrutalbloodshedwhichhaveoflatecomeforthfrompensofcertaineminentwits,*ifyouturnawaydisgustedfromthebook,rememberthatthispassagehathnotbeenwrittenforyou,orsuchasyou,whohavetastetoknowandhatethestyleinwhichithathbeencomposed;butforthepublic,whichhathnosuchtaste:——forthepublic,whichcanpatronisefourdifferentrepresentationsofJackSheppard,——forthepublicwhomitsliteraryprovidershavegorgedwithbloodandfoulNewgategarbage,——andtowhomwepoorcreatures,humblyfollowingatthetailofourgreathigh—priestsandprophetsofthepress,may,asindutybound,offersomesmallgiftofourown:alittlemitetruly,butgivenwithgood—will。Comeup,then,fairCatherineandbraveCount;——appear,gallantBrock,andfaultlessBillings;——hastenhither,honestJohnHayes:theformerchaptersarebutflowersinwhichwehavebeendeckingyouforthesacrifice。Ascendtothealtar,yeinnocentlambs,andprepareforthefinalact:lo!theknifeissharpened,andthesacrificerready!Stretchyourthroats,sweetones,——forthepublicisthirsty,andmusthaveblood!
*Thiswaswrittenin1840。
CHAPTERTHELAST。
ThatMr。HayeshadsomenotionoftheattachmentofMonsieurdeGalgensteinforhiswifeisverycertain:themancouldnotbutperceivethatshewasmoregailydressed,andmorefrequentlyabsentthanusual;andmusthavebeenquiteawarethatfromthedayofthequarreluntilthepresentperiod,Catherinehadneveraskedhimforashillingforthehouseexpenses。Hehadnotthehearttooffer,however;nor,intruth,didsheseemtorememberthatmoneywasdue。
Shereceived,infact,manysumsfromthetenderCount。Tomwaslikewiseliberallyprovidedbythesamepersonage;whowas,moreover,continuallysendingpresentsofvariouskindstothepersononwhomhisaffectionswerecentred。
Oneofthesegiftswasahamperofchoicemountain—wine,whichhadbeensomeweeksinthehouse,andexcitedthelongingofMr。Hayes,wholovedwineverymuch。ThisliquorwasgenerallydrunkbyWoodandBillings,whoapplaudeditgreatly;andmanytimes,inpassingthroughtheback—parlour,——whichhehadtotraverseinordertoreachthestair,Hayeshadcastatendereyetowardsthedrink;ofwhich,hadhedared,hewouldhavepartaken。
Onthe1stofMarch,intheyear1726,Mr。Hayeshadgatheredtogetheralmostthewholesumwithwhichheintendedtodecamp;andhavingonthatverydayrecoveredtheamountofabillwhichhethoughtalmosthopeless,hereturnedhomeintolerablegood—humour;
andfeeling,sonearwashisperiodofdeparture,somethinglikesecurity。Nobodyhadattemptedtheleastviolenceonhim:besides,hewasarmedwithpistols,hadhismoneyinbillsinabeltabouthisperson,andreallyreasonedwithhimselfthattherewasnodangerforhimtoapprehend。
Heenteredthehouseaboutdusk,atfiveo’clock。Mrs。HayeswasabsentwithMr。Billings;onlyMr。Woodwassmoking,accordingtohiswont,inthelittleback—parlour;andasMr。Hayespassed,theoldgentlemanaddressedhiminafriendlyvoice,and,wonderingthathehadbeensuchastranger,invitedhimtositandtakeaglassofwine。Therewasalightandaforemanintheshop;Mr。Hayesgavehisinjunctionstothatperson,andsawnoobjectiontoMr。Wood’sinvitation。
Theconversation,atfirstalittlestiffbetweenthetwogentlemen,beganspeedilytogrowmoreeasyandconfidential:andsoparticularlyblandandgood—humouredwasMr。,orDoctorWood,thathiscompanionwasquitecaught,andsoftenedbythecharmofhismanner;andthepairbecameasgoodfriendsasintheformerdaysoftheirintercourse。
"Iwishyouwouldcomedownsometimesofevenings,"quothDoctorWood;"for,thoughnobook—learnedman,Mr。Hayes,lookyou,youareamanoftheworld,andIcan’tabidethesocietyofboys。There’sTom,now,sincethistiffwithMrs。Cat,thescoundrelplaystheGrankTurkhere!Thepairof’em,betwixtthem,havecompletelygottentheupperhandofyou。Confessthatyouarebeaten,MasterHayes,anddon’tliketheboy?"
"NomoreIdo,"saidHayes;"andthat’sthetruthon’t。Amandothnotliketohavehiswife’ssinsflunginhisface,nortobeperpetuallybulliedinhisownhousebysuchafierysprigasthat。"
"Mischief,sir,——mischiefonly,"saidWood:"’tisthefunofyouth,sir,andwillgooffasagecomestothelad。Badasyoumaythinkhim——andheisasskittishandfierce,sureenough,asayoungcolt———thereisgoodstuffinhim;andthoughhehath,orfancieshehath,therighttoabuseeveryone,bytheLordhewillletnoneothersdoso!Lastweek,now,didn’thetellMrs。Catthatyouservedherrightinthelastbeatingmatter?andweren’ttheycomingtoknives,justasinyourcase?Bymyfaith,theywere。Ay,andatthe"Braund’sHead,"whensomefellowsaidthatyouwereabloodyBluebeard,andwouldmurderyourwife,stabmeifTomwasn’tupinaninstantandknockedthefellowdownforabusingofyou!"
Thefirstofthesestorieswasquitetrue;thesecondwasonlyacharitableinventionofMr。Wood,andemployed,doubtless,fortheamiablepurposeofbringingtheoldandyoungmentogether。Theschemepartiallysucceeded;for,thoughHayeswasnotsofarmollifiedtowardsTomastoentertainanyaffectionforayoungmanwhomhehadcordiallydetestedeversinceheknewhim,yethefeltmoreateaseandcheerfulregardinghimself:andsurelynotwithoutreason。Whileindulginginthesebenevolentsentiments,Mrs。
Catherineandhersonarrived,andfound,somewhattotheirastonishment,Mr。Hayesseatedintheback—parlour,asinformertimes;andtheywereinvitedbyMr。Woodtositdownanddrink。
Wehavesaidthatcertainbottlesofmountain—winewerepresentedbytheCounttoMrs。Catherine:thesewere,atMr。Wood’ssuggestion,produced;andHayes,whohadlongbeencovetingthem,wascharmedtohaveanopportunitytodrinkhisfill。Heforthwithbeganbraggingofhisgreatpowersasadrinker,andvowedthathecouldmanageeightbottleswithoutbecomingintoxicated。
Mr。Woodgrinnedstrangely,andlookedinapeculiarwayatTomBillings,whogrinnedtoo。Mrs。Cat’seyeswereturnedtowardstheground:butherfacewasdeadlypale。
Thepartybegandrinking。Hayeskeptuphisreputationasatoper,andswallowedone,two,threebottleswithoutwincing。Hegrewtalkativeandmerry,andbegantosingsongsandtocutjokes;atwhichWoodlaughedhugely,andBillingsafterhim。Mrs。Catcouldnotlaugh;butsatsilent。
Whatailedher?WasshethinkingoftheCount?ShehadbeenwithMaxthatday,andhadpromisedhim,forthenextnightatten,aninterviewnearhislodgingsatWhitehall。Itwasthefirsttimethatshewouldseehimalone。Theyweretomeet(notaverycheerfulplaceforalove—tryst)atSt。Margaret’schurchyard,nearWestminsterAbbey。Ofthis,nodoubt,Catwasthinking;butwhatcouldshemeanbywhisperingtoWood,"No,no!forGod’ssake,nottonight!"
"Shemeanswearetohavenomoreliquor,"saidWoodtoMr。Hayes;
whoheardthissentence,andseemedratheralarmed。
"That’sit,——nomoreliquor,"saidCatherineeagerly;"youhavehadenoughto—night。Gotobed,andlockyourdoor,andsleep,Mr。
Hayes。"
"ButIsayI’veNOThadenoughdrink!"screamedHayes;"I’mgoodforfivebottlesmore,andwagerIwilldrinkthemtoo。"
"Done,foraguinea!"saidWood。
"Done,anddone!"saidBillings。
"BeYOUquiet!"growledHayes,scowlingatthelad。"IwilldrinkwhatIplease,andasknocounselofyours。"AndhemutteredsomemorecursesagainstyoungBillings,whichshowedwhathisfeelingsweretowardshiswife’sson;andwhichthelatter,forawonder,onlyreceivedwithascornfulsmile,andaknowinglookatWood。
Well!thefiveextrabottleswerebrought,anddrunkbyMr。Hayes;
andseasonedbymanysongsfromtherecueilofMr。Thomasd’Urfeyandothers。ThechiefpartofthetalkandmerrimentwasonHayes’spart;as,indeed,wasnatural,——for,whilehedrankbottleafterbottleofwine,theothertwogentlemenconfinedthemselvestosmallbeer,——bothpleadingillnessasanexcusefortheirsobriety。
Andnowmightwedepict,withmuchaccuracy,thecourseofMr。
Hayes’sintoxication,asitrosefromthemerrimentofthethree—bottlepointtothemadnessofthefour——fromtheuproariousquarrelsomenessofthesixthbottletothesicklystupidityoftheseventh;butwearedesirousofbringingthistaletoaconclusion,andmustpretermitallconsiderationofasubjectsocurious,soinstructive,andsodelightful。Sufficeittosay,asamatterofhistory,thatMr。Hayesdidactuallydrinksevenbottlesofmountain—wine;andthatMr。ThomasBillingswenttothe"Braund’sHead,"inBondStreet,andpurchasedanother,whichHayeslikewisedrank。
"That’lldo,"saidMr。WoodtoyoungBillings;andtheyledHayesuptobed,whither,intruth,hewasunabletowalkhimself。
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Mrs。Springatt,thelodger,camedowntoaskwhatthenoisewas。
"’TisonlyTomBillingsmakingmerrywithsomefriendsfromthecountry,"answeredMrs。Hayes;whereuponSpringattretired,andthehousewasquiet。
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Somescufflingandstampingwasheardabouteleveno’clock。
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AftertheyhadseenMr。Hayestobed,BillingsrememberedthathehadaparceltocarrytosomepersonintheneighbourhoodoftheStrand;and,asthenightwasremarkablyfine,heandMr。Woodagreedtowalktogether,andsetforthaccordingly。
(HerefollowsadescriptionoftheTHAMESATMIDNIGHT,inafinehistoricalstyle;withanaccountofLambeth,Westminster,theSavoy,Baynard’sCastle,ArundelHouse,theTemple;ofOldLondonBridge,withitstwentyarches,"onwhichbehousesbuilded,sothatitseemethratheracontinuallstreetthanabridge;"——ofBankside,andthe"Globe"andthe"Fortune"Theatres;oftheferriesacrosstheriver,andofthepirateswhoinfestthesame——namely,tinklermen,petermen,hebbermen,trawlermen;ofthefleetofbargesthatlayattheSavoysteps;andofthelonglinesofslimwherriessleepingontheriverbanksandbaskingandshininginthemoonbeams。Acombatontheriverisdescribed,thattakesplacebetweenthecrewsofatinklerman’sboatandthewater—bailiffs。
Shoutinghiswar—cry,"St。MaryOveryalarescousse!"thewater—bailiffsprungatthethroatofthetinklermancaptain。Thecrewsofbothvessels,asifawarethatthestruggleoftheirchiefswoulddecidethecontest,ceasedhostilities,andawaitedontheirrespectivepoopstheissueofthedeath—shock。Itwasnotlongcoming。"Yield,dog!"saidthewater—bailiff。Thetinklermancouldnotanswer——forhisthroatwasgraspedtootightintheironclenchofthecitychampion;butdrawinghissnickersnee,heplungeditseventimesinthebailiff’schest:stillthelatterfellnot。Thedeath—rattlegurgledinthethroatofhisopponent;hisarmsfellheavilytohisside。Foottofoot,eachstandingatthesideofhisboat,stoodthebravemen——THEYWEREBOTHDEAD!"InthenameofSt。
ClementDanes,"saidthemaster,"giveway,mymen!"and,thrustingforwardhishalberd(sevenfeetlong,richlydecoratedwithvelvetandbrassnails,andhavingthecityarms,argent,acrossgules,andinthefirstquarteradaggerdisplayedofthesecond),hethrustthetinklerman’sboatawayfromhisown;andatoncethebodiesofthecaptainsplungeddown,down,down,downintheunfathomablewaters。
Afterthisfollowsanotherepisode。TwomaskedladiesquarrelatthedoorofatavernoverlookingtheThames:theyturnouttobeStellaandVanessa,whohavefollowedSwiftthither;whoisintheactofreading"Gulliver’sTravels"toGay,Arbuthnot,Bolingbroke,andPope。Twofellowsaresittingshudderingunderadoorway;tooneofthemTomBillingsflungasixpence。Helittleknewthatthenamesofthosetwoyoungmenwere——SamuelJohnsonandRichardSavage。)
ANOTHERLASTCHAPTER。
Mr。Hayesdidnotjointhefamilythenextday;anditappearsthatthepreviousnight’sreconciliationwasnotverydurable;forwhenMrs。SpringattaskedWoodforHayes,Mr。WoodstatedthatHayeshadgoneawaywithoutsayingwhitherhewasbound,orhowlonghemightbeabsent。Heonlysaid,inratherasulkytone,thatheshouldprobablypassthenightatafriend’shouse。"Formypart,Iknowofnofriendhehath,"addedMr。Wood;"andprayHeaventhathemaynotthinkofdesertinghispoorwife,whomhehathbeatenandill—usedsoalready!"InthisprayerMrs。Springattjoined;andsothesetwoworthypeopleparted。
WhatbusinessBillingswasaboutcannotbesaid;buthewasthisnightboundtowardsMaryleboneFields,ashewasthenightbeforefortheStrandandWestminster;and,althoughthenightwasverystormyandrainy,asthepreviouseveninghadbeenfine,oldWoodgood—naturedlyresolveduponaccompanyinghim;andforththeysalliedtogether。
Mrs。Catherine,too,hadHERbusiness,aswehaveseen;butthiswasofaverydelicatenature。Atnineo’clock,shehadanappointmentwiththeCount;andfaithfully,bythathour,hadfoundherwaytoSaintMargaret’schurchyard,nearWestminsterAbbey,wheresheawaitedMonsieurdeGalgenstein。
Thespotwasconvenient,beingverylonely,andatthesametimeclosetotheCount’slodgingsatWhitehall。HisExcellencycame,butsomewhatafterthehour;for,tosaythetruth,beingafreethinker,hehadthemostfirmbeliefinghostsanddemons,anddidnotcaretopaceachurchyardalone。Hewascomforted,therefore,whenhesawawomanmuffledinacloak,whoheldoutherhandtohimatthegate,andsaid,"Isthatyou?"Hetookherhand,——itwasveryclammyandcold;andatherdesirehebadehisconfidentialfootman,whohadattendedhimwithatorch,toretire,andleavehimtohimself。
Thetorch—bearerretired,andleftthemquiteindarkness;andthepairenteredthelittlecemetery,cautiouslythreadingtheirwayamongthetombs。Theysatdownonone,underneathatreeitseemedtobe;thewindwasverycold,anditspiteoushowlingwastheonlynoisethatbrokethesilenceoftheplace。Catherine’steethwerechattering,forallherwraps;andwhenMaxdrewherclosetohim,andencircledherwaistwithonearm,andpressedherhand,shedidnotrepulsehim,butrathercameclosetohim,andwithherowndampfingersfeeblyreturnedhispressure。
Thepoorthingwasverywretchedandweeping。SheconfidedtoMaxthecauseofhergrief。Shewasaloneintheworld,——aloneandpenniless。Herhusbandhadlefther;shehadthatverydayreceivedaletterfromhimwhichconfirmedallthatshehadsuspectedsolong。Hehadlefther,carriedawayallhisproperty,andwouldnotreturn!
IfwesaythataselfishjoyfilledthebreastofMonsieurdeGalgenstein,thereaderwillnotbeastonished。Aheartlesslibertine,hefeltgladattheprospectofCatherine’sruin;forhehopedthatnecessitywouldmakeherhisown。Heclaspedthepoorthingtohisheart,andvowedthathewouldreplacethehusbandshehadlost,andthathisfortuneshouldbehers。
"Willyoureplacehim?"saidshe。
"Yes,truly,ineverythingbutthename,dearCatherine;andwhenhedies,IswearyoushallbeCountessofGalgenstein。"
"Willyouswear?"shecried,eagerly。
"Byeverythingthatismostsacred:wereyoufreenow,Iwould"
(andherehesworeaterrificoath)"atoncemakeyoumine。"
WehaveseenbeforethatitcostMonsieurdeGalgensteinnothingtomakethesevows。Hayeswaslikely,too,toliveaslongasCatherine——aslong,atleast,astheCount’sconnectionwithher;
buthewascaughtinhisownsnare。
Shetookhishandandkisseditrepeatedly,andbatheditinhertears,andpressedittoherbosom。"Max,"shesaid,"IAMFREE!
Bemine,andIwillloveyouasIhavedoneforyearsandyears。"
Maxstartedback。"What,ishedead?"hesaid。
"No,no,notdead:butheneverwasmyhusband。"
Heletgoherhand,and,interruptingher,saidsharply,"Indeed,madam,ifthiscarpenterneverwasyourhusband,Iseenocausewhy_I_shouldbe。Ifalady,whohathbeenfortwentyyearsthemistressofamiserablecountryboor,cannotfinditinherhearttoputupwiththeprotectionofanobleman——asovereign’srepresentative——shemayseekahusbandelsewhere!"
"Iwasnoman’smistressexceptyours,"sobbedCatherine,wringingherhandsandsobbingwildly;"but,OHeaven!Ideservedthis。
BecauseIwasachild,andyousaw,andruined,andleftme——because,inmysorrowandrepentance,Iwishedtorepairmycrime,andwastouchedbythatman’slove,andmarriedhim——becausehetoodeceivesandleavesme——because,afterlovingyou——madlylovingyoufortwentyyears——Iwillnotnowforfeityourrespect,anddegrademyselfbyyieldingtoyourwill,youtoomustscornme!
Itistoomuch——toomuch——OHeaven!"Andthewretchedwomanfellbackalmostfainting。
Maxwasalmostfrightenedbythisburstofsorrowonherpart,andwascomingforwardtosupporther;butshemotionedhimaway,and,takingfromherbosomaletter,said,"Ifitwerelight,youcouldsee,Max,howcruellyIhavebeenbetrayedbythatmanwhocalledhimselfmyhusband。Longbeforehemarriedme,hewasmarriedtoanother。Thiswomanisstillliving,hesays;andhesaysheleavesmeforever。"
Atthismomentthemoon,whichhadbeenhiddenbehindWestminsterAbbey,roseabovethevastblackmassofthatedifice,andpouredafloodofsilverlightuponthelittlechurchofSt。Margaret’s,andthespotwheretheloversstood。MaxwasatalittledistancefromCatherine,pacinggloomilyupanddowntheflags。Sheremainedatheroldpositionatthetombstoneunderthetree,orpillar,asitseemedtobe,asthemoongotup。Shewasleaningagainstthepillar,andholdingouttoMax,withanarmbeautifullywhiteandrounded,thelettershehadreceivedfromherhusband:"Readit,Max,"shesaid:"Iaskedforlight,andhereisHeaven’sown,bywhichyoumayread。"
ButMaxdidnotcomeforwardtoreceiveit。Onasuddenhisfaceassumedalookofthemostdreadfulsurpriseandagony。Hestoodstill,andstaredwithwildeyesstartingfromtheirsockets;hestaredupwards,atapointseeminglyaboveCatherine’shead。Atlastheraiseduphisfingerslowlyandsaid,"Look,Cat——THE
HEAD——THEHEAD!"Thenutteringahorriblelaugh,hefelldowngrovellingamongthestones,gibberingandwrithinginafitofepilepsy。
Catherinestartedforwardandlookedup。Shehadbeenstandingagainstapost,notatree——themoonwasshiningfullonitnow;andonthesummitstrangelydistinct,andsmilingghastly,wasalividhumanhead。
Thewretchedwomanfled——shedaredlooknomore。Andsomehoursafterwards,when,alarmedbytheCount’scontinuedabsence,hisconfidentialservantcamebacktoseekforhiminthechurchyard,hewasfoundsittingontheflags,staringfullatthehead,andlaughing,andtalkingtoitwildly,andnoddingatit。Hewastakenupahopelessidiot,andsolivedforyearsandyears;clankingthechain,andmoaningunderthelash,andhowlingthroughlongnightswhenthemoonpeeredthroughthebarsofhissolitarycell,andheburiedhisfaceinthestraw。
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There——themurderisout!Andhavingindulgedhimselfinachapteroftheveryfinestwriting,theauthorbegstheattentionoftheBritishpublictowardsit;humblyconceivingthatitpossessessomeofthosepeculiarmeritswhichhaverenderedthefinewritinginotherchaptersoftheworksofotherauthorssofamous。
Withoutbraggingatall,letusjustpointoutthechiefclaimsoftheabovepleasingpieceofcomposition。Inthefirstplace,itisperfectlystiltedandunnatural;thedialogueandthesentimentsbeingartfullyarranged,soastobeasstrongandmajesticaspossible。OurdearCatisbutapoorilliteratecountrywench,whohascomefromcuttingherhusband’sthroat;andyet,see!shetalksandlookslikeatragedyprincess,whoissufferinginthemostvirtuousblankverse。Thisistheproperendoffiction,andoneofthegreatesttriumphsthatanovelistcanachieve:fortomakepeoplesympathisewithvirtueisavulgartrickthatanycommonfellowcando;butitisnoteverybodywhocantakeascoundrel,andcauseustoweepandwhimperoverhimasthoughhewereaverysaint。Giveayoungladyoffiveyearsoldaskeinofsilkandabraceofnetting—needles,andshewillinashorttimeturnyououtadecentsilkpurse——anybodycan;buttryherwithasow’sear,andseewhethershecanmakeasilkpurseoutofTHAT。Thatistheworkforyourrealgreatartist;andpleasantitistoseehowmanyhavesucceededintheselatterdays。
Thesubjectisstrictlyhistorical,asanyonemayseebyreferringtotheDailyPostofMarch3,1726,whichcontainsthefollowingparagraph:
"Yesterdaymorning,early,aman’shead,thatbythefreshnessofitseemedtohavebeennewlycutofffromthebody,havingitsownhairon,wasfoundbytheriver’sside,nearMillbank,Westminster,andwasafterwardsexposedtopublicviewinSt。Margaret’schurchyard,wherethousandsofpeoplehaveseenit;butnonecouldtellwhotheunhappypersonwas,muchlesswhocommittedsuchahorridandbarbarousaction。Therearevariousconjecturesrelatingtothedeceased;buttherebeingnothingcertain,weomitthem。Theheadwasmuchhackedandmangledinthecuttingoff。"
TheheadwhichcausedsuchanimpressionuponMonsieurdeGalgensteinwas,indeed,onceontheshouldersofMr。JohnHayes,wholostitunderthefollowingcircumstances。WehaveseenhowMr。
Hayeswasinducedtodrink。Mr。Hayeshavingbeenencouragedindrinkingthewine,andgrowingverymerrytherewith,hesanganddancedabouttheroom;buthiswife,fearingthequantityhehaddrunkwouldnothavethewished—foreffectonhim,shesentawayforanotherbottle,ofwhichhedrankalso。Thiseffectuallyansweredtheirexpectations;andMr。Hayesbecametherebyintoxicated,anddeprivedofhisunderstanding。
He,however,madeshifttogetintotheotherroom,and,throwinghimselfuponthebed,fellasleep;uponwhichMrs。Hayesremindedthemoftheaffairinhand,andtoldthemthatwasthemostproperjuncturetofinishthebusiness。*
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*Thedescriptionofthemurderandtheexecutionoftheculprits,whichherefollowsintheoriginal,wastakenfromthenewspapersoftheday。Comingfromsuchasourcetheyhave,asmaybeimagined,noliterarymeritwhatever。Thedetailsofthecrimearesimplyhorrible,withoutonetouchofeventhatsortofromancewhichsometimesgivesalittledignitytomurder。AssuchtheypreciselysuitedMr。Thackeray’spurposeatthetime——whichwastoshowtherealmannersandcustomsoftheSheppardsandTurpinswhowerethenthepopularheroesoffiction。Butnowadaysthereisnosuchpurposetoserve,andthereforethesetooliteraldetailsareomitted。
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Ring,ding,ding!thegloomygreencurtaindrops,thedramatispersonaearedulydisposedof,thenimblecandlesnuffersputoutthelights,andtheaudiencegoethponderinghome。Ifthecritictakethepainstoaskwhytheauthor,whohathbeensodiffuseindescribingtheearlyandfabulousactsofMrs。Catherine’sexistence,shouldsohurryoffthecatastrophewhereadealoftheveryfinestwritingmighthavebeenemployed,Solomonsrepliesthatthe"ordinary"narrativeisfarmoreemphaticthananycompositionofhisowncouldbe,withalltherhetoricalgraceswhichhemightemploy。Mr。Aram’strial,astakenbythepenny—a—linersofthosedays,hadalwaysinterestedhimmorethanthelengthenedandpoeticalreportwhichaneminentnovelisthasgivenofthesame。
Mr。Turpin’sadventuresaremoreinstructiveandagreeabletohimintheaccountoftheNewgatePlutarch,thaninthelearnedAinsworth’sBiographicalDictionary。Andashebelievesthattheprofessionalgentlemenwhoareemployedtoinvestsuchheroeswiththerewardsthattheirgreatactionsmerit,willgothroughtheceremonyofthegrandcordonwithmuchmoreaccuracyanddespatchthancanbeshownbythemostdistinguishedamateur;inlikemannerhethinksthatthehistoryofsuchinvestituresshouldbewrittenbypeopledirectlyconcerned,andnotbyadmiringpersonswithout,whomustbeignorantofmanyofthesecretsofKetchcraft。WeverymuchdoubtifMiltonhimselfcouldmakeadescriptionofanexecutionhalfsohorribleasthesimplelinesintheDailyPostofahundredandtenyearssince,thatnowliesbeforeus——"herrlichwieamerstenTag,"——asbrightandcleanasonthedayofpublication。Thinkofit!ithasbeenreadbyBelindaathertoilet,scannedat"Button’s"and"Will’s,"
sneeredatbywits,talkedofinpalacesandcottages,byabusyraceinwigs,redheels,hoops,patches,andragsofallvariety——abusyracethathathlongsinceplungedandvanishedintheunfathomablegulftowardswhichwemarchsobriskly。
Wherearethey?"AfflavitDeus"——andtheyaregone!Hark!isnotthesamewindroaringstillthatshallsweepusdown?andyonderstandsthecompositorathistypeswhoshallputupaprettyparagraphsomedaytosayhow,"Yesterday,athishouseinGrosvenorSquare,"or"AtBotanyBay,universallyregretted,"diedSo—and—So。
IntowhatprofoundmoralitiesistheparagraphconcerningMrs。
Catherine’sburningleadingus!
Ay,truly,andtothatverypointhavewewishedtocome;for,havingfinishedourdelectablemeal,itbehovesustosayawordortwobywayofgraceatitsconclusion,andbeheartilythankfulthatitisover。Ithasbeenthewriter’sobjectcarefullytoexcludefromhisdrama(exceptintwoveryinsignificantinstances——merewalking—gentlemenparts),anycharactersbutthoseofscoundrelsoftheveryhighestdegree。Thathehasnotaltogetherfailedintheobjecthehadinview,isevidentfromsomenewspapercritiqueswhichhehashadthegoodfortunetosee;andwhichabusethetaleof"Catherine"asoneofthedullest,mostvulgar,andimmoralworksextant。Itishighlygratifyingtotheauthortofindthatsuchopinionsareabroad,astheyconvincehimthatthetasteforNewgateliteratureisonthewane,andthatwhenthepubliccritichasrightdownundisguisedimmoralitysetbeforehim,thehonestcreatureisshockedatit,asheshouldbe,andcandeclarehisindignationingoodroundtermsofabuse。ThecharactersofthetaleAREimmoral,andnodoubtofit;butthewriterhumblyhopestheendisnotso。
Thepublicwas,inournotion,dosedandpoisonedbytheprevailingstyleofliterarypractice,anditwasnecessarytoadministersomemedicinethatwouldproduceawholesomenausea,andafterwardsbringaboutamorehealthyhabit。
And,thankHeaven,thiseffectHASbeenproducedinverymanyinstances,andthatthe"Catherine"cathartichasactedmostefficaciously。Theauthorhasbeenpleasedatthedisgustwhichhisworkhasexcited,andhaswatchedwithbenevolentcarefulnessthewryfacesthathavebeenmadebymanyofthepatientswhohaveswallowedthedose。Solomonsremembers,attheestablishmentinBirchinLanewherehehadthehonourofreceivinghiseducation,thereusedtobeadministeredtotheboysacertaincough—medicine,whichwassoexcessivelyagreeablethatalltheladslongedtohavecoldsinordertopartakeoftheremedy。Someofourpopularnovelistshavecompoundedtheirdrugsinasimilarway,andmadethemsopalatablethatapublic,oncehealthyandhonest,hasbeenwell—nighpoisonedbytheirwares。Solomonsdefiesanyonetosaythelikeofhimself——thathisdoseshavebeenaspleasantaschampagne,andhispillsassweetasbarley—sugar;——ithasbeenhisattempttomakevicetoappearentirelyvicious;andinthoseinstanceswherehehathoccasionallyintroducedsomethinglikevirtue,tomaketheshamasevidentaspossible,andnotallowthemeanestcapacityasinglechancetomistakeit。
Andwhathasbeentheconsequence?Thatwholesomenauseawhichithasbeenhisgoodfortunetocreatewhereverhehasbeenallowedtopractiseinhishumblecircle。
Hasanyonethrownawayahalfpennyworthofsympathyuponanypersonmentionedinthishistory?Surelyno。ButablerandmorefamousmenthanSolomonshavetakenadifferentplan;anditbecomeseverymaninhisvocationtocryoutagainstsuch,andexposetheirerrorsasbesthemay。
Labouringundersuchideas,Mr。IsaacSolomons,junior,producedtheromanceofMrs。Cat,andconfesseshimselfcompletelyhappytohavebroughtittoaconclusion。Hispoemmaybedull——ay,andprobablyis。ThegreatBlackmore,thegreatDennis,thegreatSprat,thegreatPomfret,nottomentiongreatmenofourowntime——havetheynotalsobeendull,andhadprettyreputationstoo?BeitgrantedSolomonsISdull;butdon’tattackhismorality;hehumblysubmitsthat,inhispoem,nomanshallmistakevirtueforvice,nomanshallallowasinglesentimentofpityoradmirationtoenterhisbosomforanycharacterofthepiece:itbeing,frombeginningtoend,asceneofunmixedrascalityperformedbypersonswhoneverdeviateintogoodfeeling。Andalthoughhedothnotpretendtoequalthegreatmodernauthors,whomhehathmentioned,inwitordescriptivepower;yet,inthepointofmoral,hemeeklybelievesthathehasbeentheirsuperior;feelingthegreatestdisgustforthecharactershedescribes,andusinghishumbleendeavourtocausethepublicalsotohatethem。
HorsemongerLane:January1840。
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