CHAPTER II.

"SIR WILLIAM----" "NO; MIDHARST."

"The day after to-morrow I must leave, Maud. I shall have to spend a day

or two in London, and then I sail."

He was looking down very gravely at her.

She looked up gravely at him. "I wish you had not to go away."

"So do I, but there is no help for it. I would much rather stay in

England and look after affairs here. You never can trust anyone to carry

out your plans. You must see the men at work, or they must know you may

at any moment see them. I have planned my own designs and decorations,

and tradesmen consider it a point of honour to rob an amateur. They will

not do what an amateur tells them, and they are sure to cheat him most

liberally. The father of a friend of mine determined upon doing up his

house himself. He was not a good man of business like me, but, like me,

he knew what he wanted done. He made a rough estimate of what the job

would cost him, and when it was finished he found the bills came to

about three times his estimate. He got an accountant to look through the

bills. The first item the accountant called the attention of my friend's

father to was six white marble chimney-pieces for bedrooms at two

hundred pounds each. He had told the builder to get three

chimney-pieces; there were places in the house for only three of the

sort. On investigation the builder stated six had been got, three

having been broken after arrival. 'But,' said the accountant, 'you have

not allowed anything for the old ones. What did they fetch?' 'Oh,' said

the builder, 'they fell to pieces, and I broke them up.' Subsequently,

when going over the newly-built house of a friend, he found two

chimney-pieces, one like his old and one like his new ones. 'Where did

you get these?' 'Bought them for a dead bargain. Some man, who heard I

was building, sold me the old one for thirty-five, and the new one for

seventy.' The visitor asked for a description of the seller. It exactly

corresponded with the builder. Subsequently it came out that the new

chimney-pieces had been kept buried in sand until they could be removed

in a cart under a load of straw, and that the old ones had gone out

covered with a layer of rubbish!"

"Do you not think, William, that if Mr. Grey would consent to look after

the men, such things might be prevented?"

"Yes; I have thought of asking Mr. Grey. But he is such a busy man. He

will have, I daresay, a great deal to do on account of your father's

will. It would be too much to expect him to spare time for coming down

here and looking after a lot of lazy workmen. In fact, it would be out

of the question. As to a clerk of works, or anything of that kind, I

would not dream of such a thing. They wink at scamped work for a

consideration, and order things they do not want. Dear Maud, I weary you

with lime-and-mortar matter."

"No, no, no; I like to hear you talk in this way. It is as if--as

if----" She paused, unable for the moment to mould her thoughts into

words.

"As if what, Maud?"

"As if you liked to talk to me in this way."

Her eyes were fixed on his, his on hers. For a moment neither spoke.

Then he said:

"Yes, I do like to talk to you in this familiar business-way. You know

we are alone now in the world; and if I don't talk freely to you, to

whom else on earth am I?"

"I had a note from Mr. Grey this morning, saying he has returned, and

will be here to-day. Had you not better speak to him?"

"I will. That is settled. If he hesitates, I shall not allow him to do

it; but I shall try what he will say. Even if he refuses he may be able

to suggest some trustworthy person he knows. You see, I have been so

short a time in England, and am such an utter stranger here, I know no

one."

When Grey came he found the cousins together. Some routine matters

having been disposed of, Sir William asked the banker if he would take a

stroll with him across the Island, as he wished to speak to him about

business.

The banker would be most happy.

Arm-in-arm the two left the Castle-yard, gained the grass, and walked

towards the Ferry.

"Mr. Grey," began the young man, "I leave this neighbourhood the day

after to-morrow."

"I am sincerely sorry to hear you say so."

"Thank you. Now I am going to try and induce you to let me get even

further into your debt----"

"Sir William, it is quite unnecessary for you to say a word with such a

view. I told you to draw for any moderate sum you might require, and

your cheque would be honoured----"

"I am much obliged to you; but it is not money this time."

Grey bowed. He wondered: "Has he already proposed, and is he going to

talk to me about the will? This looks bad."

"You know what rogues there are in the world?"

"I should think I do. I have excellent cause to know of some kinds of

rogues," Grey said. He thought: "This is becoming exciting--diverting."

The banker was in the most excellent spirits this morning. He felt like

an unruly schoolboy when the holidays come. He was beyond the arm of

physical punishment still, and the phase of mental torture in which he

had existed for some time had yielded to his present jovial bravado. His

old sense of the ridiculous had returned upon him and expelled

self-consideration. While he felt profoundly the necessity for

precautions, he was careless as to the means he used, and inclined to

estimate nothing as more than a grim joke.

"You see," continued Sir William, "now that I am leaving, I am going to

throw myself upon your indulgence and good-nature. You and I have a lot

of waiting upon legal forms before we can act officially or

authoritatively in the new positions we find ourselves."

"A lot of waiting upon legal forms," assented Grey; and added mentally,

"Thank God!"

"But I suppose no one is going to say I am not the right man."

"You may build on that. I daresay"--with a bland humorous smile--"I

daresay few have greater interest in disputing your identity (there can

be no dispute of your descent) than the representatives of Miss

Midharst; and I"--with a bow and deprecating wave of the long arms and

white hands--"have no such intention."

"That is all right. Well, now I want to spend the most of that money you

were so kind as to advance me on this place"--with a comprehensive sweep

of the hand taking in the Castle and all the Island.

"Quite so. I understood that from you before. I do not think you could

do better with the money, Sir William."

"I am glad you approve. I not only want your approval, but your

co-operation also. Will you help me?"

"To the utmost of my ability."

"I do not intend beginning for a month or so; but as I shall then be

away, I shall be unable to ensure the carrying out of my plans unless I

can count on the friendly supervision, however slight, of someone who

would take an interest in the work of renovation and improvement----"

"And," interrupted the banker with a cordial smile, "you wish to know if

I would undertake to see your wishes carried out. Nothing in the world

could give me greater pleasure. I do not think you could suggest

anything I would more gladly undertake."

"Allow me to explain a little."

"I assure you no explanation is necessary."

"Excuse me, I think it is. It would be the height of impertinence in me

to ask you to do anything of the kind, but----"

"But that you know I shall always be only too glad to be of any service

to Sir William Midharst."

"You really overwhelm me with your goodness. I feel very much at taking

such favours from one who has known me so short a time."

"When people are well met, good-feeling ripens very quickly. Do you,

Sir William, believe in love at first sight?"

"Yes," said the baronet, looking up with an expression of surprise and

curiosity. "Why?" he asked, in a tone of perplexity.

"Because," answered the banker, "I believe in friendship at first sight;

and, if you will allow me to say so, I took a most friendly interest in

you from the first moment I saw you and knew who you were."

"Indeed!" murmured the young man, in a tone of reverie. Then, with a

faint smile, he added: "I certainly thought we waited a little time to

understand one another."

"I have no doubt it appeared so to you; but I was impressed at the very

beginning. You must remember the circumstances under which we met. I

had no idea who you were, and I was then under the impression the full

responsibility of Miss Midharst's guardianship lay on me. In her

interest I was bound to be cautious. Believe me, my theory of friendship

at first sight is quite as true as that of love at first sight."

"It may be--you may be right. I have never considered the question

before. I was about to explain a few moments ago that I could not think

of asking you to take any trouble in this matter, only I know you will

often be here to see Miss Midharst on business, or through kindness; and

I thought perhaps you would not consider it too much trouble to watch

how these men get on now and then, once a fortnight or so."

"Rely upon it I shall look after them much oftener than that. You may

put your mind perfectly at rest, Sir William. I have some knowledge of

things of this kind; a banker meets all sorts of men as customers, and

picks up all sorts of odds and ends of knowledge, so that there is

scarcely a trade or profession I am not familiar with the roguish side

of."

"I must extract one promise from you."

"What is it?"

"That you will not put yourself to any inconvenience in this matter."

"I promise you most unhesitatingly. A little change will do me good, and

it will be a most salutary change to come down here now and then and see

how things are going on."

"But you really need never come unless you want to see Miss Midharst."

"Quite so."

They separated soon afterwards.

"What luck I have had!" thought Grey, as he drove towards home. "To

think of how that young man played into my hands is most amusing, quite

comic. He seemed to divine that I wanted an excuse for being as much at

the Castle as possible. What more ample pleas for going than that I have

to confer with Miss Midharst over matters connected with her father's

will, and have undertaken to overlook the works about to be started by

Sir William at the Island? Stop! That thought is worth consideration."

For a few minutes he lay back in the fly perfectly still, profoundly

absorbed in thought.

"It's worth doing, and I'll do it," was the concluding link in his

thoughts.

"Driver!"

"Yes, sir."

"Back to the Ferry again. I have forgotten something."

"All right, sir."

When he arrived at the Castle he asked for the baronet, and found him at

once.

"By the way, Sir William, a matter of no absolute importance, but still

of some sentimental value to me, escaped my memory when I was a while

ago saying good-bye to you, as I thought, for some months."

"And what was that?"

"You know there is no hurry about Sir Alexander's will?"

"How do you mean?"

"Well, nothing need be done about it for months."

"What then?"

"You will be back in a few months, less than six?"

"Let us hope so."

"Well, I shall do nothing about the will until you come back. We can

then put our heads together and see what is best for Miss Midharst's

interest."

"I do not fully understand you, Mr. Grey."

"What I intend doing is this," Grey explained: "I am not bound to do

anything immediately about the will. I know the will is all right. I

will pay the small legacies myself and get rid of them, and when you

come back you and I shall go over the whole matter. I shall prove the

will and administer to the estate, and then you and I will consult as to

what had best be done for Miss Midharst's interests with the money."

"But what is your object in delay?"

"Just a whim."

"I hope, Mr. Grey," said the young man, with warm indignation, "you have

not for a moment fancied I do not think you fully capable in every way

of acting in this matter?"

"The shadow of such a suspicion never crossed my mind, I assure you, Sir

William. But cannot you understand that the position I occupy of common

friend to the two who now compose the house of Midharst would make me

desirous of having the advice of the head of the house on important

matters, such as the disposal of Sir Alexander's fortune?"

The young man looked fixedly, searchingly, at the banker's face for a

moment before he answered. When he spoke, he replied with great

deliberateness:

"There may be a good deal in what you say."

"You give me your confidence. You leave me to act as your deputy while

you are away. You, in a manner, place yourself in my hands; and you are

content with me as the guardian of your cousin's fortune. You rely upon

my integrity, upon my honour. I feel the burden I lie under. I should

feel less weighed down if you will accept my proposal as a small sign of

the esteem I hold you in, and of my simple faith with regard to your

cousin's affairs."

The banker held out his hand. He had made his speech in his old and best

manner.

The young man caught his hand swiftly, eagerly.

"Grey, I did not hope to find a man like you in you when we met first. I

know what stuff you are made of now. We shall be close friends while we

live."

"Sir William----"

"No; Midharst."

"Midharst, we shall."

They parted.

When Grey found himself alone once more, he whispered to the leafless

trees:

"Now, Mr. Prompter, ring down the drop. That's a very pretty end of the

fourth act."

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