CHAPTER III.

LORD REGINALD PARAMATTA.

As Miss Fitzherbert returned to her room, she did not know whether to

feel angry or pleased with herself. She was conscious she had not served

the interest of her party or of herself, but she realised that she was

placed in a situation in which candour was demanded of her, and it

seemed to her that the Emperor was the embodiment of all that was

gracious and noble in man.

Her secretary informed her that Lord Reginald Paramatta was waiting to

see her by appointment.

Lord Reginald was a man of noticeable presence. Above the ordinary

height, he seemed yet taller because of the extreme thinness of his

frame. Yet he by no means wore an appearance of delicacy. On the

contrary, he was exceedingly muscular; and his bearing was erect and

soldierlike. He was well known as a brilliant officer, who had deeply

studied his profession. But he was not only known as a soldier: he held

a high political position. He had for many years continued to represent

an Australian constituency in the Federal Parliament. His naturally dark

complexion was further bronzed by exposure to the sun. His features were

good and strikingly like those of his sister, the Countess of Middlesex.

He had also the same sinister expression. The Paramattas were a very old

New South Wales family. They were originally sheep-farmers, or squatters

as they used to be called. They owned large estates in New South Wales

and nearly half of a thriving city. The first lord was called to the

peerage in 1930, in recognition of the immense sums that he had devoted

to philanthropic and educational purposes. Lord Reginald was the second

son of the third and brother of the fourth peer. He inherited from his

mother a large estate in the interior of New South Wales.

Miss Fitzherbert greeted Lord Reginald with marked coolness. "Your

sister," she said, "told me you were kind enough to desire to wish me

farewell before you left to take the London command, upon which allow me

to congratulate you."

"Thanks!" briefly replied his Lordship. "An appointment that places me

so far from you is not to my mind a subject of congratulation."

Miss Fitzherbert drew herself up, and with warmth remarked, "I am

surprised that you should say this to me."

"You ought not to be surprised," replied Lord Reginald. "My sister told

you of my feelings towards you, if indeed I have not already

sufficiently betrayed them."

"Your sister must have also told you what I said in reply. Pray, my

lord, do not inflict on both of us unnecessary pain."

"Do not mistake my passion for a transitory one. Miss Fitzherbert,

Hilda, my life is bound up in yours. It depends on you to send me forth

the most happy or the most miserable of men."

"Your happiness would not last. I am convinced we are utterly unsuited

to each other. My answer is 'No' in both our interests."

"Do not say so finally. Take time. Tell me I may ask you again after the

lapse of some few months."

"To tell you so would be to deceive. My answer can never change."

"You love some one else, then?"

"The question, my lord, is not fair nor seemly, nor have you the right

to put it. Nevertheless I will say there is no foundation for your

surmise."

"Then why finally reject me? Give me time to prove to you how thoroughly

I am in earnest."

"I have not said I doubted it. But no lapse of years can alter the

determination I have come to. I hope, Lord Reginald, that you will be

happy, and that amidst the distractions of London you will soon forget

me."

"That would be impossible, but it will not be put to the test. I shall

not go to London. I believe it is your wish that we should be

separated."

"I have no wish on the subject. There is nothing more to be said,"

replied Hilda, with extreme coldness.

"Yes, there is. Do not think that I abandon my hope. I will remain near

you. I will not let you forget me. I leave you in the conviction that

some day you will give me a different answer. When the world is less

kind to you than hitherto, you may learn to value the love of one

devoted being. There is no good-bye between us."

Hilda suppressed the intense annoyance that both his words and manner

occasioned. She merely remarked, with supreme hauteur, "You will at

least be good enough to rid me of your presence here."

Her coldness seemed to excite the fury of Lord Reginald beyond the point

of control. "As I live, you shall repent this in the future," he

muttered in audible accents.

Shortly afterwards a letter from Lord Reginald was laid before the

Premier. He was gratified, he wrote, for the consideration the official

appointment displayed; but he could not accept it: his parliamentary

duties forbade his doing so. If, he continued, it was considered that

his duty as an officer demanded his accepting the offer, he would send

in his papers and retire from the service, though of course he would

retain his position in the Volunteer force unless the Emperor wished

otherwise.

It should be explained that the Volunteer force was of at least equal

importance to the regular service. Officers had precedence

interchangeably according to seniority. Long since the absurdity had

been recognised of placing the Volunteer force on a lower footing than

the paid forces. Regular officers eagerly sought to be elected to

commands in Volunteer regiments, and the colonel of a Volunteer regiment

enjoyed fully as much consideration in every respect as the colonel of

any of the paid regiments. The duty of defending all parts of the Empire

from invasion was specially assigned to volunteers. The Volunteer force

throughout the Empire numbered at least two million, besides which there

was a Volunteer reserve force of three quarters of a million, which

comprised the best men selected from the volunteers. The vacancies were

filled up each year by fresh selections to make up the full number. The

Volunteer reserve force could be mobilised at short notice, and was

available for service anywhere. Its members enjoyed many prized social

distinctions. The regular force of the Empire was comparatively small.

In order to understand the availability of the Volunteer reserve force,

regard must be had to the immense improvement in education. No child

attained man or woman's estate without a large theoretical and practical

knowledge of scientific laws and their ordinary application. For

example, few adults were so ignorant as not to understand the modes by

which motive power of various descriptions was obtained and the

principles on which the working depended--each person was more or less

an engineer. A hundred years since, education was deemed to be the

mastering of a little knowledge about a great variety of subjects.

Thoroughness was scarcely regarded, and the superficial apology for

preferring quantity to quality was "Education does not so much mean

imparting knowledge as training the faculties to acquire it." This

plausible plea afforded the excuse for wasting the first twenty years of

life of both sexes in desultory efforts to acquire a mastery over the

dead languages. "It is a good training to the mind and a useful means of

learning the living languages" was in brief the defence for the shocking

waste of time.

Early in the last century it fell to the lot of the then Prince of

Wales, great-grandfather to the present Emperor, to prick this

educational bladder. He stoutly declared that his sons should learn

neither Latin nor Greek. "Why," he said, "should we learn ancient

Italian any more than the Italians should learn the dialects of the

ancient Britons?"

"There is a Greek and Latin literature," was the reply, "but no

literature of ancient Britain."

"Yes," replied the Prince, "there is a literature; but does our means

of learning the dead languages enable two persons in ten thousand after

years of study to take up promiscuously a Latin or Greek book and read

it with ease and comfort? They spend much more time in learning Latin

and Greek than their own language, but who ever buys a Latin or Greek

book to read when he is travelling?"

"But a knowledge of Latin is so useful in acquiring living languages."

"Fudge!" said this unceremonious prince, who, by the way, was more than

an average classical scholar. "If I want to go to Liverpool, I do not

proceed there by way of New York. I will back a boy to learn how to

speak and read with interest three European languages before he shall be

able, even with the aid of a dictionary, to laboriously master the

meaning of a Latin book he has not before studied." He continued, "Do

you think one person out of fifty thousand who have learnt Greek is so

truly imbued with the spirit of the Iliad as are those whose only

acquaintance with it is through the translations of Derby, Gladstone,

or even Pope? It is partly snobbishness," he proceeded, with increased

warmth. "The fact is, it is expensive and wasteful to learn Greek and

Latin; and so the rich use the acquirement as another means of walling

up class against class. At any rate, I will destroy the fashion; and so

that there shall be no loss of learning, I will have every Greek and

Latin work not yet translated that can be read with advantage by decent

and modest people rendered into the English language, if it cost me a

hundred thousand pounds: and then there will be no longer an excuse for

the waste of millions on dead languages, to say nothing of the loss

occasioned by the want of education in other subjects that is consequent

on the prominence given to the so-called classical attainments."

The Prince was equal to his word. Science and art, mathematical and

technical acquirements, took the place of the classics; and people

became really well informed. Living languages, it was found, could be

easily learnt in a few months by personal intercourse with a fluent

speaker.

This digression has been necessary to explain how it was that the

volunteers were capable of acquiring all the scientific knowledge

necessary to the ranks of a force trained to the highest military

duties. As to the officers, the position was sufficiently coveted to

induce competitors for command in Volunteer regiments to study the most

advanced branches of the profession.

It will be understood Lord Reginald, while offering to retire from the

regular service, but intending to retain his Volunteer command, really

made no military sacrifice, whilst he took up a high ground embarrassing

to the authorities. He forced them either to accept his refusal of the

London command, and be a party to the breach of discipline involved in a

soldier declining to render service wherever it was demanded, or to

require his retirement from the regular service, with the certainty of

all kinds of questions being asked and surmises made.

It was no doubt unusual to offer him such a splendid command without

ascertaining that he was ready to accept it, and there was a great risk

of Miss Fitzherbert's name being brought up in an unpleasant manner.

Women lived in the full light of day, and several journals were in the

habit of declaring that the likes and dislikes of women were allowed far

too much influence. What an opportunity would be afforded to them if

they could hang ever so slightly Lord Reginald's retirement on some

affair of the heart connected with that much-envied young statesman Miss

Fitzherbert!

Mrs. Hardinge rapidly realised all the features of the case. "He means

mischief, this man," she said; "but he shall not hurt Hilda if I can

help it." Then she minuted "Write Lord Reginald that I regret he is

unable to accept an appointment which I thought would give him pleasure,

and which he is so qualified to adorn." She laughed over this sentence.

"He will understand its irony," she thought, "and smart under it." She

continued, "Add that I see no reason for his retirement from the regular

service. It was through accident he was not consulted before the offer

was officially made. I should be sorry to deprive the Empire of his

brilliant services. Mark 'Confidential.'" Then she thought to herself,

"This is the best way out of it. He has gained to a certain extent a

triumph, but he cannot make capital out of it."

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