Part 4 (1/2)
”Is that woman thy granddaughter, Sunna?”
”A right guess thou hast made.”
”Then I would rather not speak of her.”
”Thy reason? What is it?”
”She is too clever for a simple woman like me. I have not two faces. I cannot make the same words mean two distinct and separate things.
Sunna has all thy self-wisdom, but she has not thy true heart and thy wise tongue.”
”Listen to me! Things have come to this--Boris has made love to Sunna in the face of all Kirkwall. He has done this for more than a year.
Then for two weeks before he left for Leith he came not near my house, and if he met Sunna in any friend's house he was no longer her lover.
What is the meaning of this? My girl is unhappy and angry, and I myself am far from being satisfied; thou tell, what is wrong between them?”
”I would prefer neither to help nor hinder thee in this matter. There is a broad way between these two ways, that I am minded to take. It will be better for me to do so, and perhaps better for thee also.”
”I thought I could count on thee for my friend. Bare is a man's back without friends behind it! In thee I trusted. While I feared and doubted, I thought, 'If worse comes I will go at once to Rahal Ragnor'--_Thou hast failed me_.”
”Say not that--my old, dear friend! It is beyond truth. What I know I told to my husband; and I asked him if it would be kind and well to tell thee, and he said to me: 'Be not a bearer of ill news to Vedder.
Little can thou trust any evil report; few people are spoken of better than they deserve.' Then I gave counsel to myself, thus: Conall has four dear daughters, _he knows_. Conall loves his old friend Vedder; if he thought to interfere was right, he would advise Vedder to interfere or he would interfere for him, and my wish was to spare thee the sorrow that comes from women's tongues. I was also sure that if the news was true, it would find thee out--if not true, why should Rahal Ragnor sow seeds of suspicion and ill-will? Is Sunna disobedient to thee?”
”She is something worse--she deceives me. Her name is mixed up with some report--I know not what. No one loves me well enough to tell me what is wrong.”
”Well, then, thou art more feared than loved. Few know thee well enough to risk thy anger and all know that Nors.e.m.e.n are bitter cruel to those who dare to say that one hair of their women is out of its place. Who, then, would dare to say this or that about thy granddaughter?”
”Rahal Ragnor could speak safely to me.”
Then there was silence for a few moments and Rahal sat with her doubled-up left hand against her lips, gazing out of the window.
Vedder did not disturb her. He waited patiently until she said:
”If I tell thee what was told me, wilt thou visit the story upon my husband, or myself, or any of my children?”
Vedder took a signet ring from his finger and kissed it. ”Rahal,” he said, ”I have kissed this ring of my fathers to seal the promise I shall make thee. If thou wilt give me thy confidence in this matter of Sunna Vedder, it shall be for thy good, and for the good of thy husband, and for the good of all thy children, as far as Adam Vedder can make it so.”
”I ask a special promise for my son Boris, for he is concerned in this matter.”
”Boris can take good care of Boris: nevertheless, I promise thee that I will not say or look or do, with hands or tongue, anything that will injure, or even annoy, Boris Ragnor. Unto the end of my life, I promise this. What may come after, I know not. If there should be a wrong done, we will fight it out elsewhere.”
”Thy words are sufficient. Listen, then! There is a family, in the newest and best part of the town, called McLeod. They are yet strange here. They are Highland Scotch. Many say they are Roman Catholics.
They sing Jacobite songs, and they go not to any church. They have opened a great trading route; and they have brought many new customs and new ideas with them. A certain cla.s.s of our people make much of them; others are barely civil to them; the best of our citizens do not notice them at all. But they have plenty of money, and live extravagantly, and the garrison's officers are constantly seen there.
Do you know them?”
”I have heard of them.”
”McLeod has a large trading fleet, and he has interfered with the business of Boris in many ways.”
”Hast thou ever seen him? Tell me what he is like.”
”I have seen him many times. He is a complete Highlander; tall, broad-shouldered and apparently very strong, also very graceful. He has high cheekbones, and a red beard, but all talk about him, and many think him altogether handsome.”