CHAPTER LXXXI

On the day immediately after the funeral of her sister-in-law, Mrs.

Charles Walkinshaw was surprised by a visit from the widower.

‘I am come,’ said he, ‘partly to relieve my mind from the weight that

oppresses it, arising from an occurrence to which I need not more

particularly allude, and partly to vindicate myself from the harsh

insinuations of James. He will find that I have not been so sordid in

my views as he so unaccountably and so unreasonably supposed, and that

I am still disposed to act towards him in the same liberal spirit I

have ever done. What is the result of the application to Mrs. Eadie’s

friend? And is there any way by which I can be rendered useful in the

business?’

This was said in an off-hand man-of-the-world way. It was perfectly

explicit. It left no room for hesitation; but still it was not said in

such a manner as to bring with it the comfort it might have done to the

meek and sensitive bosom of the anxious mother.

‘I know not in what terms to thank you,’ was her answer, diffidently

and doubtingly expressed. ‘Your assistance certainly would be most

essential to James, for, now that he has received a commission in the

King’s army, I shall be reduced to much difficulty.’

‘In the King’s army! I thought he was going to India?’ exclaimed her

brother-in-law, evidently surprised.

‘So it was originally intended; but,’ said the mother, ‘Mr. Frazer

thought, in the present state of Europe, that it would be of more

advantage for him to take his chance in the regular army; and has

in consequence obtained a commission in a regiment that is to be

immediately increased. He has, indeed, proved a most valuable friend;

for, as the recruiting is to be in the Highlands, he has invited James

to Glengael, and is to afford him his countenance to recruit among

his dependants, assuring Mrs. Eadie that, from the attachment of the

adherents of the family, he has no doubt that, in the course of the

summer, James may be able to entitle himself to a Company, and then’----

This is very extraordinary friendship, thought the Glasgow merchant

to himself. These Highlanders have curious ideas about friendship and

kindred; but, nevertheless, when things are reduced to their money

price, they are just like other people. ‘But,’ said he aloud, ‘what do

you mean is to take place when James has obtained a Company?’

‘I suppose,’ replied the gentle widow timidly, she knew not wherefore,

‘that he will then not object to the marriage of James and Ellen.’

‘I think,’ said her brother-in-law, ‘he ought to have gone to India.

Were he still disposed to go there, my purse shall be open to him.’

‘He could not hope for such rapid promotion as he may obtain through

the means of Glengael,’ replied Mrs. Charles somewhat firmly; so

steadily, indeed, that it disconcerted the Laird; still he preserved

his external equanimity, and said,--

‘Nevertheless, I am willing to assist his views in whichever way they

lie. What has become of him?’

Mrs. Charles then told him that, in consequence of the very encouraging

letter from Mr. Frazer, Walkinshaw had gone to mention to his father’s

old friend, who had the vessel fitting out for New York, the change

that had taken place in his destination, and to solicit a loan to help

his outfit.

Her brother-in-law bit his lips at this information. He had obtained

no little reputation among his friends for the friendship which he had

shown to his unfortunate brother’s family; and all those who knew his

wish to accomplish a match between James and his daughter, sympathised

in sincerity with his disappointment. But something, it would not be

easy to say what, troubled him when he heard this, and he said,--

‘I think James carries his resentment too far. I had certainly done him

no ill, and he might have applied to me before going to a stranger.’

‘Favours,’ replied the widow, ‘owe all their grace and gratitude to

the way in which they are conferred. James has peculiar notions, and

perhaps he has felt more from the manner in which you spoke to him than

from the matter you said.’

‘Let us not revert to that subject--it recalls mortifying reflections,

and the event cannot be undone. But do you then think Mr. Frazer will

consent to allow his daughter to marry James? She is an uncommonly fine

girl, and, considering the family connexions, surely might do better.’

This was said in an easy disengaged style, but it was more assumed than

sincere; indeed, there was something in it implying an estimate of

considerations, independent of affections, which struck so disagreeably

on the feelings, that his delicate auditor did not very well know what

to say; but she added,--

‘James intends, as soon as we are able to make the necessary

arrangements, to set out for Glengael Castle, where, being in a

neighbourhood where there are many old officers, he will be able to

procure some information with respect to the best mode of proceeding

with his recruiting; and Mr. Frazer has kindly said that it will be for

his advantage to start from the castle.’

‘I suppose Miss Frazer will accompany him?’ replied the widower dryly.

‘No,’ said his sister-in-law, ‘she does not go till she accompanies

Mrs. Eadie, who intends to pass the summer at Glengael.’

‘I am glad of that; her presence might interfere with his duty.’

‘Whom do you mean?’ inquired Mrs. Charles, surprised at the remark;

‘whose presence?’ and she subjoined smilingly, ‘You are thinking of

Ellen; and you will hardly guess that we are all of opinion here that

both she and Mrs. Eadie might be of great use to him on the spot.

Mrs. Eadie is so persuaded of it, that the very circumstance of their

marriage being dependent on his raising a sufficient number of men to

entitle him to a company, would, she says, were it known, make the sons

of her father’s clansmen flock around him.’

‘It is to be deplored that a woman, who still retains so many claims,

both on her own account, and the high respectability of her birth,

should have fallen into such a decay of mind,’ said the merchant,

at a loss for a more appropriate comment on his sister-in-law’s

intimation.--‘But,’ continued he, ‘do not let James apply to any other

person. I am ready and willing to advance all he may require; and,

since it is determined that he ought immediately to avail himself

of Mr. Frazer’s invitation, let him lose no time in setting off for

Glengael. This, I trust,’ said he in a gayer humour, which but ill

suited with his deep mourning, ‘will assure both him and Miss Frazer

that I am not so much their enemy as perhaps they have been led to

imagine.’

Soon after this promise the widower took his leave; but, although

his whole behaviour during the visit was unexpectedly kind and

considerate, and although it was impossible to withhold the epithet of

liberality--nay more, even of generosity--from his offer, still it did

not carry that gladness to the widow’s heart which the words and the

assurance were calculated to convey. On the contrary, Mrs. Charles sat

for some time ruminating on what had passed; and when, in the course of

about an hour after, Ellen Frazer, who had been walking on the brow of

the hazel bank with Mary, came into the parlour, she looked at her for

some time without speaking.

The walk had lent to the complexion of Ellen a lively rosy glow. The

conversation which she had held with her companion related to her

lover’s hopes of renown, and it had excited emotions that at once

sparkled in her eyes and fluctuated on her cheek. Her lips were vivid

and smiling; her look was full of intelligence and naïveté--simple at

once and elegant--gay, buoyant, and almost as sly as artless, and a

wreath, if the expression may be allowed, of those nameless graces in

which the charms of beauty are mingled with the allurements of air and

manners, garlanded her tall and blooming form.

She seemed to the mother of her lover a creature so adorned with

loveliness and nobility, that it was impossible to imagine she was not

destined for some higher sphere than the humble fortunes of Walkinshaw.

But in that moment the mother herself forgot the auspices of her own

youth, and how seldom it is that even beauty, the most palpable of all

human excellence, obtains its proper place, or the homage of the manly

heart that Nature meant it should enjoy.

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