CHAPTER IX

Emmeline had now been almost a week in London; and Mrs. Stafford, with

the assistance of Godolphin, had succeeded so much better than she

expected, in the arrangement of some of those affairs in which she

apprehended the most difficulty, that very little remained for her to do

before she should be enabled to return to France (where her husband was

to sign some papers to secure his safety); and that little depended on

James Crofts, who seemed to be making artificial delay, and trying to

give her all the trouble and perplexity in his power.

He had, however, another motive than merely to harrass and distress her.

His father had employed him to deal with Le Limosin; well knowing that

there was nothing so base and degrading that he would not undertake

where his interest was in question; and Sir Richard had promised him a

considerable addition to his fortune if he had address enough to prevent

so capital a sum as Emmeline claimed from being deducted from that of

the family to whom his brother was allied; and from whence he had

expectations, which could not but suffer from such a diminution of it's

wealth and interest.

The tediousness therefore that the Crofts' created promised still to

detain Emmeline in London; and her uncle's letter, which coldly and

hardly with civility deferred any conference on her affairs till the

arrival of Lord Westhaven, convinced her that from his tenderness she

had nothing, from his justice, little to hope.

Godolphin was very anxious to be allowed personally to apply to him on

the claim of his niece. But this Emmeline positively refused. She would

not even allow Mr. Newton, the lawyer to whom Lord Westhaven had

recommended her, and in whose hands her papers were safely deposited, to

write officially to Lord Montreville; but determined to wait quietly the

return of Lord Westhaven himself, on whom she knew neither the anger of

her uncle, or the artifices of Sir Richard, would make any impression;

while his Lordship's interference could not be imputed to such motives

as might possibly be thought to influence Godolphin, or would it give

her the appearance of proceeding undutifully and harshly against Lord

Montreville, which appearances she might be liable to, should she

hastily institute a suit against him.

She grew, however, very uneasy at the determined attendance of

Godolphin, whose presence she knew was so necessary to poor Lady

Adelina. She saw that he was anxious about his sister, yet could not

determine to tear himself from _her_; and to insist upon his returning

to Lady Adelina, would be to assume a right, to which, on the footing

they were, she declined pretending. She failed not, however, every day

to represent to him the long solitude in which Lady Adelina had been

left, and to read to him parts of her letters which breathed only sorrow

and depression. Whenever this happened, Godolphin heard her with

concern, and promised to set out the next day; but still something was

to be done for the service of Emmeline, and still he could not bear to

resign the delight he had now so long enjoyed of seeing her every day,

and of indulging those hopes she had tacitly allowed him to entertain.

Mrs. Stafford, notwithstanding her promise to Emmeline, had not been

able to forbear discovering to him part of the truth. Yet when he

reflected on the advantages Delamere had over him in fortune, in rank,

in the influence his family connection and his former engagement might

give him, he trembled least, if he should be himself absent when Lord

Delamere arrived, her tender and timid spirit would yield to the sorrow

of her lover and the authority of her family; and that almost in despite

of herself, he might lose her for ever. While he yet lingered, and

continued to promise that he would go to the Isle of Wight, the eight

first days of their stay in town glided away. Early in the morning of

the ninth, Godolphin entered the room where Mrs. Stafford and Emmeline

were at breakfast.

'I must now indeed,' said he, 'lose no time in going to Adelina. I am to

day informed that Mr. Trelawny is dead.'

'Shall we then see Lady Adelina in town?' eagerly asked Emmeline, who

could not affect any concern at the death of such a man.

'I apprehend not,' replied Godolphin. 'Whatever business there may be to

settle with the Bancrafts, I am sure will be more proper for me than for

her. To them I must now go, at Putney; and only came to inform you,

Madam,' addressing himself to Mrs. Stafford, 'of the reason of my sudden

absence.'

'Shall you return again to London, Sir, before you proceed into

Hampshire?'

'Not unless you or Miss Mowbray will allow me to suppose that to either

of you my return may be in any way serviceable.'

Mrs. Stafford assured him she had nothing to trouble him upon which

required such immediate attention. Emmeline then attempted to make an

answer of the same kind. But tho' she had for some days wished him to

go, she could not see him on the point of departing without being

sensible of the anguish his absence would occasion her; and instead of

speaking distinctly her thanks, she only murmured something, and was so

near bursting into tears, that fearing to expose herself, she was

hurrying out of the room.

'No message--no letter--not one kind word,' said he, gently detaining

her, 'to poor Adelina? Nothing to your little _protegé_?'

'My--love to them both, Sir?'

'And will you not write to my sister?'

'By the post,' said Emmeline, struggling to get from him to conceal her

emotion.

He then kissed her hand, and suffered her to go. While the explanation

Mrs. Stafford gave of her real feelings, elated him to rapture, in which

he departed, protesting that nothing should prevent his return, to

follow the good fortune which he now believed might be his, as soon as

he could adjust his sister's business with her husband's relations.

Mrs. Stafford recommended it to him to bring Lady Adelina to London with

him, as the affection Emmeline had for her would inevitably give her

great influence. Godolphin, in answer to this advice, only shook his

head; and Mrs. Stafford remained uncertain of his intentions to follow

it.

A few days now elapsed without any extraordinary occurrence. Emmeline

thought less of the impending restoration of her fortune (for of it's

restoration Mr. Newton assured her he had no doubt), than of him with

whom she hoped to share it. She impatiently longed to hear from Lady

Adelina that he was with her: and sometimes her mind dwelt with painful

solicitude on Lady Westhaven and Delamere, for whose health and safety

she was truly anxious, and of whom she had received no account since her

arrival in London.

As she was performing the promise she had made to Godolphin of writing

to Lady Adelina by an early post, Le Limosin announced Mr. James Crofts;

who immediately entered the room with his usual jerking and familiar

walk. Emmeline, who incapable as she was of hating any body, yet felt

towards him a disgust almost amounting to hatred, received him with the

coldest reserve, and Mrs. Stafford with no more civility than was

requisite to prevent his alledging her rudeness and impatience as

reasons for not settling the business on which she concluded he came.

He began with general conversation; and when Mrs. Stafford, impatient to

have done with him, introduced that which went more immediately to the

adjustment of the affair she wished to settle, he told her, that being

extremely unwilling to discuss a matter of business with a _lady_, and

apprehensive of giving offence to one for whom he and his dear Mrs.

Crofts had so sincere a regard, he had determined to leave all the

concerns yet between them to his attorney; a man of strict honour and

probity, to whom he would give her a direction, and to whom it would be

better for _her_ attorney to apply, than that they should themselves

enter on a topic whereon it was probable they might differ.

Mrs. Stafford, vexed at his dissimulation and finesse, again pressed him

to come to a conclusion without the interference of lawyers. But he

again repeated the set speech he had formed on the occasion; and then

addressing himself to Emmeline, asked smilingly, and affecting an

interest in her welfare, 'whether the information he had received was

true?'

'What information, Sir?'

'That Miss Mowbray has the most authentic claim to the estate of her

late father.'

'It is by no means an established claim, Sir; and such as you must

excuse me if I decline talking of.'

'I am told you have papers that put it out of dispute. If you would

favour me with a sight of them, perhaps I could give you some insight

into the proceedings you should commence; and I am sure my friendship

and regard would make any service I could do you a real satisfaction to

myself.'

'I thank you, Sir, for your professions. The papers in question are in

the hands of Mr. Newton of Lincolns Inn. If he will allow you to see

them I have no objection.'

'You intend then,' said James Crofts, unable entirely to conceal his

chagrin--'you intend to begin a suit with my Lord Montreville?'

'By no means, Sir. I am persuaded there will be no necessity for it. But

as you have just referred Mrs. Stafford to a lawyer, I must beg leave to

say, that if _you_ have any questions to ask you must apply to mine.'

James Crofts, quite disconcerted notwithstanding his presumptuous

assurance, was not ready with an answer; and Emmeline, who doubted not

that he was sent by his father to gain what intelligence he could, was

so provoked, that not conceiving herself obliged to preserve the

appearance of civility to a man she despised, she left him in possession

of the room, from whence Mrs. Stafford had a few moments before

departed. He therefore was obliged to withdraw; having found his attempt

to shake the integrity of Le Limosin as fruitless as that he had made to

get sight of the papers.

He had not long been gone, when a servant brought to Emmeline the

following note.--

'I have heard you are in town with Mrs. Stafford, and beg leave

to wait on you. Do not, _ma douce amie_, refuse to grant me this

favour. Besides the happiness of seeing you and your friend, I have

another very particular reason for soliciting you to grant such an

indulgence to

GEORGE FITZ-EDWARD.

'I write this from a neighbouring coffee-house, where I expect

your answer.'

Emmeline immediately carried this billet to Mrs. Stafford; who told her

there was no reason why she should refuse the request it contained. She

therefore wrote a card of compliment to Colonel Fitz-Edward, signifying

that she should be glad to see him.

In a few moments Fitz-Edward appeared; and Emmeline, tho' aware of his

arrival, could not receive him without confusion and emotion. Nor could

she without pity behold his altered countenance and manner, so different

from what they were when she first saw the gay and gallant Fitz-Edward

at Mowbray Castle. He began by expressing, with great appearance of

sincerity, his joy at seeing her; enquired after Lord Delamere, and

mentioned his astonishment at what he had heard--that Delamere had so

repeatedly enquired after him, and signified such a wish to see him, yet

had never written to him to explain his business.

Emmeline, who knew well on what he had so earnestly desired to meet him,

blushed, but did not think it necessary to clear up a subject which

Godolphin's explanation to Delamere had rendered no longer alarming.

'You know, perhaps,' said Fitz-Edward, 'that Mr. Trelawny is dead.'

'I do.'

'And your fair unhappy friend?--May I now--(or is it still a crime,)

enquire after her.'

'She is, I believe, well,' answered Emmeline, 'and remains at the house

of her brother.'

'Tell me, Miss Mowbray--will she after a proper time refuse, do you

think, her consent to see me? will _you_, my lovely friend, undertake to

plead for me? will you and Mrs. Stafford, who know with what solicitude

I sought her, with what anguish I deplored her loss, intercede on my

behalf?--you, who know how fondly my heart has been devoted to her from

the moment of our fatal parting?'

'I can undertake nothing of this kind, Sir. The fate of Lady Adelina

depends, I apprehend, on her brothers. To them I think you should

apply.'

'And why not to herself? Is she not now at liberty? And when destiny has

at length broken the cruel chains with which she was loaded, will she

voluntarily bind herself with others hardly more supportable? If she

refers me to her brothers, I must despair:--the cold-hearted Lord

Westhaven, the inflexible and rigid Godolphin, will make it a mistaken

point of honour to divide us for ever!'

'You cannot suppose, Sir, that _I_ shall undertake to influence Lady

Adelina to measures disapproved by her family. I know not that Lord

Westhaven is cold and unfeeling as you describe him: on the contrary, I

believe he unites one of the best heads and warmest hearts. If your

request is proper, you certainly risk nothing by referring it to him.'

Of Godolphin she spoke not; fearful of betraying to the penetrating and

observing Fitz-Edward how little he answered in her idea the character

of unfeeling and severe.

'I know not what to do,' said Fitz-Edward. 'Should I address myself to

her brothers without success, I am undone; since I well know that from

their decision there will be no appeal. I cannot live without her,

Emmeline--indeed I cannot; and in the hope only of what has lately

happened, have I dragged on till now a reluctant existence. Once, and

but once, I dared write to her. But her brother returned the letter. She

suffered him cruelly to return it, in a cover in which he informed me,

"that the peace and honour of Lady Adelina Trelawny made it necessary

for her to forget that such a man existed as Colonel Fitz-Edward."

Godolphin,' continued he--'Godolphin may carry this too far; he may

oblige me to remind him that there is more than one way in which his

inexorable punctilio may be satisfied.'

'Certainly,' cried Emmeline, in great agitation, which she vainly

struggled to conceal, 'there is no method more likely to convince Lady

Adelina of your tenderness for her, than that you hint at; and if you

should be fortunate enough to destroy a brother to whom she owes every

thing, your triumph will be complete.'

'Prevent then the necessity of my applying to Godolphin by speaking to

Lady Adelina in my favour. Ask her whether she can divest herself of all

regard for me? ask her whether she can condemn me to eternal regret and

despair?'

'I cannot indeed. I am not likely to see her; and if I were, this is a

subject on which nothing shall induce me to influence her.'

Mrs. Stafford, who had been detained in another room by a person who

came to her upon business, now joined them; and Fitz-Edward without

hesitation repeated to her what he had been saying to Emmeline.

'I do not think indeed, Colonel, that Miss Mowbray can interfere; and I

am of her opinion, that as soon as such proposals as you intend to make

are proper, you should address them to her brothers.'

'Mr. Godolphin, Madam, treats me in a way which only my tenderness, my

love for his sister, induces me to bear. I have met him accidentally,

and he passes rudely by me. I sent a gentleman to him to desire an

amicable interview. He answered, that as we could not meet as friends,

he must be excused from seeing me at all. Had I been as rash, as cruel

as he seems to be, I should then have noticed, in the way it demanded,

such a message: but conscious that I had already injured him, I bore

with his petulance and his asperity. I love Godolphin,' continued

he--'from our boyish days I have loved and respected him. I know the

nobleness of his nature, and I can make great allowances for the

impatience of injured honour. But will he not carry it too far, if now

that his sister is released from her detested marriage he still persists

in dividing us?'

'You are not sure,' said Mrs. Stafford, 'that he will do so. Have

patience at least till the time is elapsed when you may try the

experiment. In the interim I will consider what ought to be done.'

'My ever excellent, ever amiable friend!' exclaimed Fitz-Edward

warmly--'how much do I owe you already! Ah! add yet to those obligations

the restoration of Adelina, and I shall be indebted to you for more than

life. As to you, my sweet marble-hearted Emmeline, I heartily pray that

all your coldness both towards me and poor Delamere may be revenged by

your feeling, on behalf of him, all the pain you have inflicted.'

Alas! thought Emmeline, your wicked wish is already accomplished, tho'

not in favour of poor Delamere.

Fitz-Edward then obtained permission to wait on them again; tho' Mrs.

Stafford very candidly told him, that after Captain Godolphin came to

town, she begged he would forbear coming in when he heard of his being

there.

'We will try,' said she, 'to conciliate matters between you, so that ye

may meet in peace; and till then pray forbear to meet at all.'

Fitz-Edward, flattering himself that Mrs. Stafford would interest

herself for him, and that Emmeline, however reserved, would be rather

his friend than his enemy, departed in rather better spirits; and left

the fair friends to debate on the means of preventing what was very

likely to happen--a difference of the most alarming kind between him and

Godolphin, should the latter persist in refusing him permission to

address, at a proper season, Lady Adelina.

The long delays that seemed likely to arise before her own business

would be adjusted with Lord Montreville; the fiery and impatient spirits

with which it appeared to be her lot to contend; the vexation to which

she saw Mrs. Stafford subjected by the sordid and cruel conduct of the

Crofts' towards her; and lastly, her encreasing disquietude about

Godolphin, whom she feared to encourage, yet was equally unwilling and

unable to repulse; oppressed her spirits, and made her stay in London

very disagreeable to her. She had never before been in it for more than

a night or two; and at this time of the year (it was the beginning of

October) the melancholy, deserted houses in the fashionable streets, and

the languor that appeared in the countenances of those who were obliged

to be in town, offered no amusement or variety to compensate for the

loss of the pure air she had been accustomed to breathe, or for the

beautiful and interesting landscapes which she remembered to have

enjoyed in Autumn at Mowbray Castle; where she so much languished to be,

that she sometimes thought, if her uncle would resign it and the estate

immediately around, to her, she could be content to leave him in

possession of the rest of that fortune he coveted with so much avidity.

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