CHAPTER XXXII

Although Claud had accomplished the great object of all his strivings,

and although, from the Divethill, where the little castle of his

forefathers once stood, he could contemplate the whole extent of the

Kittlestonheugh estate, restored, as he said, to the Walkinshaws, and

by his exertions, there was still a craving void in his bosom that

yearned to be satisfied. He felt as if the circumstance of Watty having

a legal interest in the property, arising from the excambio for the

Plealands, made the conquest less certainly his own than it might

have been, and this lessened the enjoyment of the self-gratulation

with which he contemplated the really proud eminence to which he had

attained.

But keener feelings and harsher recollections were also mingled

with that regret; and a sentiment of sorrow, in strong affinity

with remorse, embittered his meditations, when he thought of the

precipitancy with which he had executed the irrevocable entail, to the

exclusion of Charles; to whom, prior to that unjust transaction, he had

been more attached than to any other human being. It is true that, when

he adopted that novel resolution, he had, at the same time, appeased

his conscience with intentions to indemnify his unfortunate first-born;

but in this, he was not aware of the mysteries of the heart, nor that

there was a latent spring in his breast, as vigorous and elastic in its

energy, as the source of that indefatigable perseverance by which he

had accomplished so much.

The constant animadversions of his wife, respecting his partiality for

Charles and undisguised contempt for Watty, had the effect of first

awakening the powers of that dormant engine. They galled the sense of

his own injustice, and kept the memory of it so continually before

him, that, in the mere wish not to give her cause to vex him for his

partiality, he estranged himself from Charles in such a manner, that

it was soon obvious and severely felt. Conscious that he had done him

wrong,--aware that the wrong would probably soon be discovered,--and

conscious, too, that this behaviour was calculated to beget suspicion,

he began to dislike to see Charles, and alternately to feel, in every

necessary interview, as if he was no longer treated by him with the

same respect as formerly. Still, however, there was so much of the

leaven of original virtue in the composition of his paternal affection,

and in the general frame of his character, that this disagreeable

feeling never took the decided nature of enmity. He did not hate

because he had injured,--he was only apprehensive of being upbraided

for having betrayed hopes which he well knew his particular affection

must have necessarily inspired.

Perhaps, had he not, immediately after Walter’s marriage, been occupied

with the legal arrangement consequent to an accepted proposal from

Milrookit of Dirdumwhamle, to make Miss Meg his third wife, this

apprehension might have hardened into animosity, and been exasperated

to aversion; but the cares and affairs of that business came, as it

were, in aid of the father in his nature, and while they seemingly

served to excuse his gradually abridged intercourse with Charles and

Isabella, they prevented such an incurable induration of his heart

from taking place towards them, as the feelings at work within him had

an undoubted tendency to produce. We shall not, therefore, dwell on

the innumerable little incidents arising out of his estrangement, by

which the happiness of that ill-fated pair was deprived of so much of

its best essence,--contentment,--and their lives, with the endearing

promise of a family, embittered by anxieties of which it would be

as difficult to describe the importance, as to give each of them an

appropriate name.

In the meantime, the marriage of Miss Meg was consummated, and we have

every disposition to detail the rites and the revels, but they were all

managed in a spirit so much more moderate than Walter’s wedding, that

the feast would seem made up but of the cold bake-meats of the former

banquet. Indeed, Mr. Milrookit, the bridegroom, being, as Leddy Grippy

called him, a waster of wives, having had two before, and who knows

how many more he may have contemplated to have, it would not have been

reasonable to expect that he should allow such a free-handed junketing

as took place on that occasion. Besides this, the dowry with Grippy’s

daughter was not quite so liberal as he had expected; for when the old

man was stipulating for her jointure, he gave him a gentle hint not to

expect too much.

‘Two hundred pounds a-year, Mr. Milrookit,’ said Grippy, ‘is a bare

eneugh sufficiency for my dochter; but I’ll no be overly extortionate,

sin it’s no in my power, even noo, to gie you meikle in hand, and I

would na lead you to expek any great deal hereafter, for ye ken it

has cost me a world o’ pains and ettling to gather the needful to

redeem the Kittlestonheugh, the whilk maun ay gang in the male line;

but failing my three sons and their heirs, the entail gangs to the

heirs-general o’ Meg, so that ye hae a’ to look in that airt; that, ye

maun alloo, is worth something. Howsever, I dinna objek to the two

hundred pounds; but I would like an ye could throw a bit fifty til’t,

just as a cast o’ the hand to mak lucky measure.’

‘I would na begrudge that, Grippy,’ replied the gausey widower of

Dirdumwhamle; ‘but ye ken I hae a sma’ family: the first Mrs. Milrookit

brought me sax sons, and the second had four, wi’ five dochters. It’s

true that the bairns o’ the last clecking are to be provided for by

their mother’s uncle, the auld General wi’ the gout at Lon’on; but my

first family are dependent on mysel’, for, like your Charlie, I made

a calf-love marriage, and my father was na sae kind as ye hae been to

him, for he put a’ past me that he could, and had he no deet amang

hands in one o’ his scrieds wi’ the Lairds o’ Kilpatrick, I’m sure I

canna think what would hae come o’ me and my first wife. So you see,

Grippy’--

‘I wis, Dirdumwhamle,’ interrupted the old man, ‘that ye would either

ca’ me by name or Kittlestonheugh, for the Grippy’s but a pendicle

o’ the family property; and though, by reason o’ the castle being

ta’en down when my grandfather took a wadset on’t frae the public, we

are obligated to live here in this house that was on the land when I

made a conquest o’t again, yet a’ gangs noo by the ancient name o’

Kittlestonheugh, and a dochter of the Walkinshaws o’ the same is a

match for the best laird in the shire, though she had na ither tocher

than her snood and cockernony.’

‘Weel, Kittlestonheugh,’ replied Dirdumwhamle, ‘I’ll e’en mak it

better than the twa hunder and fifty--I’ll make it whole three hunder,

if ye’ll get a paction o’ consent and conneevance wi’ your auld son

Charles, to pay to Miss Meg, or to the offspring o’ my marriage wi’

her, a yearly soom during his liferent in the property, you yoursel’

undertaking in your lifetime to be as good. I’m sure that’s baith fair

and a very great liberality on my side.’

Claud received this proposal with a convulsive gurgle of the heart’s

blood. It seemed to him, that, on every occasion, the wrong which he

had done Charles was to be brought in the most offensive form before

him, and he sat for the space of two or three minutes without making

any reply; at last he said,--

‘Mr. Milrookit, I ne’er rue’t any thing in my life but the consequence

of twa-three het words that ance passed between me and my gudefather

Plealands anent our properties; and I hae lived to repent my obduracy.

For this cause I’ll say nae mair about an augmentation of the proposed

jointure, but just get my dochter to put up wi’ the two hundred pounds,

hoping that hereafter, an ye can mak it better, she’ll be none the waur

of her father’s confidence in you on this occasion.’

Thus was Miss Meg disposed of, and thus did the act of injustice

which was done to one child operate, through the mazy feelings of the

father’s conscious spirit, to deter him, even in the midst of such

sordid bargaining, not only from venturing to insist on his own terms,

but even from entertaining a proposal which had for its object a much

more liberal provision for his daughter than he had any reason, under

all the circumstances, to expect.

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