Part 24 (1/2)

So they went on, the leaf-shadows running in their usual quick succession over the forms of the pedestrians, till the stranger said,

”Is it far?”

”Not much farther,” said Winterborne. ”The plantation runs up into a corner here, close behind the house.” He added with hesitation, ”You know, I suppose, sir, that Mrs. Charmond is not at home?”

”You mistake,” said the other, quickly. ”Mrs. Charmond has been away for some time, but she's at home now.”

Giles did not contradict him, though he felt sure that the gentleman was wrong.

”You are a native of this place?” the stranger said.

”Yes.”

”Well, you are happy in having a home. It is what I don't possess.”

”You come from far, seemingly?”

”I come now from the south of Europe.”

”Oh, indeed, sir. You are an Italian, or Spanish, or French gentleman, perhaps?”

”I am not either.”

Giles did not fill the pause which ensued, and the gentleman, who seemed of an emotional nature, unable to resist friends.h.i.+p, at length answered the question.

”I am an Italianized American, a South Carolinian by birth,” he said.

”I left my native country on the failure of the Southern cause, and have never returned to it since.”

He spoke no more about himself, and they came to the verge of the wood.

Here, striding over the fence out upon the upland sward, they could at once see the chimneys of the house in the gorge immediately beneath their position, silent, still, and pale.

”Can you tell me the time?” the gentleman asked. ”My watch has stopped.”

”It is between twelve and one,” said Giles.

His companion expressed his astonishment. ”I thought it between nine and ten at latest! Dear me--dear me!”

He now begged Giles to return, and offered him a gold coin, which looked like a sovereign, for the a.s.sistance rendered. Giles declined to accept anything, to the surprise of the stranger, who, on putting the money back into his pocket, said, awkwardly, ”I offered it because I want you to utter no word about this meeting with me. Will you promise?”

Winterborne promised readily. He thereupon stood still while the other ascended the slope. At the bottom he looked back dubiously. Giles would no longer remain when he was so evidently desired to leave, and returned through the boughs to Hintock.

He suspected that this man, who seemed so distressed and melancholy, might be that lover and persistent wooer of Mrs. Charmond whom he had heard so frequently spoken of, and whom it was said she had treated cavalierly. But he received no confirmation of his suspicion beyond a report which reached him a few days later that a gentleman had called up the servants who were taking care of Hintock House at an hour past midnight; and on learning that Mrs. Charmond, though returned from abroad, was as yet in London, he had sworn bitterly, and gone away without leaving a card or any trace of himself.

The girls who related the story added that he sighed three times before he swore, but this part of the narrative was not corroborated. Anyhow, such a gentleman had driven away from the hotel at Sherton next day in a carriage hired at that inn.

CHAPTER XXII.

The sunny, leafy week which followed the tender doings of Midsummer Eve brought a visitor to Fitzpiers's door; a voice that he knew sounded in the pa.s.sage. Mr. Melbury had called. At first he had a particular objection to enter the parlor, because his boots were dusty, but as the surgeon insisted he waived the point and came in.