Part 16 (1/2)

”You are all right,” cried Henry. ”I'll do all you advise me, and I won't be driven out of this place. I love it. I'll live in it or I'll die in it. I'll never leave it.”

This was almost the last word that pa.s.sed this delightful afternoon, when the sense of her own past injustice, the thrilling nature of the story told by the very sufferer, and, above all, the presence and the undisguised emotion of another sympathizing woman, thawed Grace Carden's reserve, warmed her courage, and carried her, quite unconsciously, over certain conventional bounds, which had, hitherto, been strictly observed in her intercourse with this young workman.

Henry himself felt that this day was an era in his love. When he left the door, he seemed to tread on air. He walked to the first cab-stand, took a conveyance to his mother's door, and soon he was locked in her arms.

She had been fretting for hours at his delay; but she never let him know it. The whole place was full of preparations for his comfort, and certain delicacies he liked were laid out on a little side board, and the tea-things set, including the silver teapot, used now on high occasions only.

She had a thousand questions to ask, and he to answer. And, while he ate, the poor woman leaned back, and enjoyed seeing him eat; and, while he talked, her fine eyes beamed with maternal joy. She reveled deliciously in his health, his beauty, and his safe return to her; and thought, with gentle complacency, they would soon return to London together.

In the morning, she got out a large, light box, and said. ”Harry, dear, I suppose I may as well begin to pack up. You know I take longer than you do.”

Henry blushed. ”Pack up?” said he, hesitatingly. ”We are not going away.”

”Not going away, love? Why you agreed to leave, on account of those dreadful Unions.”

”Oh, I was ill, and nervous, and out of spirits; but the air of Cairnhope has made a man of me. I shall stay here, and make our fortune.”

”But the air of Cairnhope has not made you friends with the unions.”

She seemed to reflect a moment, then asked him at what time he had left Cairnhope.

”Eleven o'clock.”

”Ah! And whom did you visit before you came to me?”

”You question me like a child, mother.”

”Forgive me, dear. I will answer my own question. You called on some one who gave you bad advice.”

”Oh, did I?”

”On some woman.”

”Say, a lady”

”What does it matter to me?” cried Mrs. Little, wildly. ”They are all my enemies. And this one is yours. It is a woman, who is not your mother, for she thinks more of herself than of you.”

CHAPTER VII.

Henry had now to choose between his mother's advice, and Miss Carden's commands; and this made him rather sullen and irritable. He was glad to get out of his mother's house, and went direct to the works. Bayne welcomed him warmly, and, after some friendly congratulations and inquiries, pulled out two files of journals, and told him he had promised to introduce him to the editor of the Liberal. He then begged Henry to wait in the office, and read the files--he would not be gone many minutes.

The Const.i.tutional gave a dry narrative of the outrage, and mourned the frequency of such incidents.

The Liberal gave a dramatic narrative, and said the miscreant must have lowered himself by a rope from the parapet, and pa.s.sed the powder inside without entering. ”He periled his life to perpetrate this crime; and he also risked penal servitude for ten years. That he was not deterred by the double risk, proves the influence of some powerful motive; and that motive must have been either a personal feud of a very virulent kind, or else trade fanaticism. From this alternative there is no escape.”

Next day, both journals recorded a trade-meeting at ”The Rising Sun.”

Delegates from the Edge-Tool Forgers' Union, and the Edge-Tool Handlers'

Union, and some other representatives of Hillsborough Unions, were present, and pa.s.sed a resolution repudiating, with disgust, the outrage that had been recently committed, and directed their secretaries to offer a reward of twenty pounds, the same to be paid to any person who would give such information as should lead to the discovery of the culprit.