The General made several turns in silence, as if maturing some plan.
Yes; thats the way to save him! he at length joyfully exclaimed; perhaps the only way. And theres no time to be lost about it. While Im thinking he may be acting may have gone too far for me to get him out of the scrape. I shall see him at once see and question him.
The General stooped over the table; pressed upon a spring-bell; and then resumed his pacing.
The bell brought up the butler, a portly individual, who so far as could be judged by appearance, was as respectable as the General himself.
Williams! I wish to see my son Henry; find out if hes upon the premises.
Hes on the premises, General. Hes down at the stables. Groom says hes going to mount the brown filly.
The brown filly? Why shes never been ridden before!
She never has, General. I think it very dangerous; but thats just what Master Henry likes. I tried to persuade him against it, but then Master Nigel told me to mind my own business.
Send quick to the stable; tell him I forbid his riding the filly. Tell him to come hither. Haste, Williams, haste!
Ever running into danger, as if he loved it, said the General, continuing his soliloquy; so like what I was myself. The brown filly! Ah! I wish this was all. The Mainwaring damsels a worse danger than that.
At this moment Henry made his appearance, breeched, booted, and spurred, as if for the hunting-field.
Did you send for me, father?
Of course I did. You were going to mount the brown filly?
I am going. Have you any objection to my doing so?
Do you want your neck broken?
Ha, ha, ha! Theres not much fear of that. I think you make light of my horsemanship, papa.
You carry too much confidence, sir far too much. You mount a vicious mare without consulting me. You do other and more important things without consulting me. I intend putting a stop to it.
What other things do you refer to, father?
Many other things. You spend money foolishly like a madman; and, like a maniac, you are now rushing upon a danger of a still graver kind upon destruction, sir rank, absolute destruction.
Of what are you speaking, father? Do you mean by my mounting the filly?
No, sir. You may back her, and break your neck, for aught I care. Im speaking of whats far wickeder a woman.
The word woman caused the youth to turn pale. He had thought that, to his father at least, his love for Miss Mainwaring was still a secret. No other woman could be meant.
I do not understand you, papa, was his evasive response.
But you do, sir perfectly. If I gave you the name of this woman, you wouldnt be any the wiser than you are now; you know it too well. Ill tell you, for all that. I refer to Miss Belle Mainwaring.
Henry made no reply, but stood blushing in the presence of his parent.
And now, sir, about this woman I have only a few words to say you must give her up .
Father!
I wont listen to any of your love-sick appeals. Dont make them theyll only be wasted on me. I repeat, sir, you must give Belle Mainwaring up at once, absolutely, and for ever!
Father, said the youth, in a firm tone, within his breast love pleading for justice, you ask me to do whats not in my power. I acknowledge that between myself and Miss Mainwaring there is something more than the affection of friendship. It has gone further than mere feeling. There have been words I may say promises between us. To break them, requires the consent of both parties; and for me to do so, without first consulting her, would be a cruel injustice, to which I cannot lend myself. No, father; not even with the alternative of incurring your displeasure.
General Harding stood for a moment silent; pretending to reflect, but furtively contemplating his son. A superficial observer could have seen only anger at this filial defiance, where one clever in reading faces might have detected something like admiration mingling with the sentiment. If there was such, however, in his heart, his speech did not show it.
Enough, sir! You have made up your mind to disobey me? Very well. Understand what this disobedience will cost you. I suppose you
know the meaning of an entailed estate?
The General paused, as if for an answer.
I know nothing about it, papa. Something connected with a will, I believe.
The very reverse. An entailed estate has nothing to do with a will. Now, my estate is not entailed, and is connected with a will. It is about that I am going to talk to you. I can make one, giving my property to whomsoever I please; either to your brother Nigel or yourself. Marry Miss Mainwaring, and it shall be Nigels. Still, to you I shall leave just enough to carry you out of the country that is one thousand pounds sterling. Now, sir, you hear what I have to say.
I hear it, father; and with sorrow. I shall be sorry to lose the inheritance I had reason to expect, but far more your esteem. Both, however, must be parted with, if there be no other consideration for my retaining them. Whether I am to marry Miss Mainwaring or not, must depend upon Miss Mainwaring herself. I think, father, you understand me?