Part 85 (1/2)
Pete cast down his head and looked ashamed.
”Well, no--of coorse--I never have--that's truth enough,” he faltered.
VII.
Pete went out to buy a sheet of notepaper and an envelope, a pen, and a postage stamp. He had abundance of all theso at home, but that did not serve his turn. Going to as many shops as might be, he dropped hints everywhere of the purpose to which his purchases were to be put.
Finally, he went to the barber's in the market-place and said, ”Will you write an address for me, Jonaique?”
”Coorse I will,” said the barber, sweeping a hand of velvet over one cheek of the postman, who was in the chair, leaving the other cheek in lather while he took up the pen.
”Mistress Peter Quilliam, care of Master Joseph Quilliam, Esquire, Scotland Road, Liverpool” dictated Pete.
”What number, Capt'n?” said Jonaique.
”Number?” said Pete, perplexed. ”Bless me, what's this the number is now? Oh,” by a sudden inspiration, ”five hundred and fifteen.”
”Five hundred--d'ye say _five_” said the postman from the half of his mouth that was clear.
”Five,” said Pete emphatically. ”Aw, they're well up.”
”If _you_ say so, Capt'n,” said the barber, and down went ”515.”
Pete returned home with the stamped and addressed envelope open in his hands, ”Clane the table quick,” he shouted; ”I must be writing to Kirry.
Will I give her your love, Nancy?”
With much hem-ing and ha-ing and clearing of his throat, Pete was settling himself before a sheet of note-paper, when the door opened, and Philip stepped into the house. His face was haggard and emaciated; his eyes burned as with a fire that came up from within.
”I've come to warn you,” he said; ”you are in great danger. You must stop that demonstration.”
”Sit down, sir, sit down,” said Pete.
Philip did not seem to hear. He walked to and fro with short, nervous, noiseless steps. ”The Governor sent for me last night, and I found him in a frenzy. 'Deemster,' he said, 'they tell me there's to be a disturbance at Tynwald--have you heard of anything?' I said, 'Yes, I had heard of a meeting of fishermen at Peel.' 'They talk of their rights,' said he; 'I'll teach them something of one right they seem to forget--the right of the Governor to shoot down the disturbers of Tynwald, without judge or jury.' 'That's a very old prerogative, your Excellency,' I said; 'it comes down from more lawless days than ours.
You will never use it.' 'Will I not?' said he. 'Listen, I'll tell you what I've done already. I've ordered the regiment at Castletown to be on Tynwald Hill on Tynwald day. Every man of these--there are three hundred--shall have twenty rounds of ball-cartridge. Then, if the vagabonds try to interrupt the Court, I've only to lift my hand--so--and they'll be mown down like gra.s.s.' 'You can't mean it,' I said, and I tried to take his big talk lightly. 'Judge for yourself--see,' and he showed me a paper. It was an order for the ambulance waggons to be stationed on the ground, and a request to the doctors of Douglas to be present.”
”Then we've made the ould boy see that we mane it,” said Pete.
”'If you know any one of the ringleaders, Deemster,' he said, with a look into my face--somebody had been with him--there are tell-tales everywhere----”
”It's the way of the world still,” said Pete.
”'Tell him,' said he, 'that I don't want to take the life of any man--I don't want to send any one to penal servitude.'” It was useless to protest. The man was mad, but he was in earnest. His plan was folly--frantic folly--but it was based on a sort of legal right. ”So, for the Lord's sake, Pete, stop this thing. Stop it at once, and finally.
It's life or death. If ever you thought my word worth anything, you'll do as I bid you, now. G.o.d knows where I should be myself if the Governor were to do what he threatens. Stop it, stop it; I haven't slept for thinking of it.”
Pete had been sitting at the table, chewing the tip of the pen, and now he lifted to the paleness and wildness of Philip's face a cool, bold smile.
”It's good of you, Phil.... We've a right to be there, though, haven't we?”
”You've a right, certainly, but----”