Part 30 (1/2)
I attempted to show no sting. ”Then let us stroll and talk,” I said. ”With your hood, all the world may think you my illicit lover, but I suppose there is no helping that.”
The hood spared me from the distaste she no doubt registered. ”I am sorry you saw Mr. Melbury lose his temper last night.”
”I am sorry it happened,” I said, ”but if it must happen, I am not sorry to have been witness to it. Does he lose his temper with you often?”
”Not often,” she said quietly.
”But it has happened before?”
She nodded under her hood, and I knew from the way she moved her head that she was crying.
Oh, how I hated Melbury at that moment! I could have torn the arms from his body. Had not this lady suffered all her life, shuttled from family to family, from one keeper to another, until the most fortuitous of events had left her financially independent? I could not have been more astonished when she had sacrificed that independence to a man like Melbury, but she had taken a risk, such as we must all take in life. It was a terrible tragedy that she was to suffer for her venture.
”Is he violent with you?” I asked.
She shook her head. ”No, not with me.”
There was something she would not yet say, yet I knew I could draw it out. ”Tell me,” I said.
”He breaks things,” she said. ”He smashes them. Mirrors, vases, plates, and goblets. Sometimes he throws them in my direction. Not quite at at me, you understand, but in my direction. It is unpleasant enough.” me, you understand, but in my direction. It is unpleasant enough.”
I drew both hands into fists. ”I cannot endure this,” I said.
”But you must. You see, this is why I wanted to meet with you. I knew you would not rest until you found the truth, so I came to tell you the truth, but you must bother us no more. Griffin is not a perfect man, but he is a good one. He means to do important things for this country and to unmake this knot of corruption that binds our government.”
”I don't give a fig for the knot of corruption,” I said, ”only for you, Miriam.”
”Please don't address me so familiarly, Mr. Weaver. It is not right.”
”Is it right that you should be under the torments of a tyrant?”
”He is no tyrant. He is but a man with weaknesses, such as you all have. It is only that some of his are more p.r.o.nounced.”
”Such as gaming,” I said. ”And debts.”
She nodded. ”He does have those weaknesses, yes.”
”It is well, then, that you settled separate property upon yourself, lest his debts destroy your fortune.”
She said nothing, so I knew then what I had already suspected. ”He has destroyed your fortune, hasn't he?”
”He needed money to obtain the seat in the House,” she said. ”He lost so much at play that he could not afford to stand for Parliament as he had long meant to do, as others in the party had expected him to do. But there were debts. He a.s.sured me that once he was elected there would be opportunities to make the money back. So you see it is vital that he get his seat, for if not we shall be quite ruined.”
”This is the good and virtuous man who will unmake the knot of corruption?”
”He is not the only man in this city to succ.u.mb to the evils of gaming.”
”True enough, but if he picked pockets he would hardly be the only man in this city to be guilty of that crime, either. That would not mean he was the more virtuous for it.”
”You are a fine man to talk about virtue,” she said.
I turned to her, but she looked away.
”Forgive me, Benjamin. Mr. Weaver. That was both cruel and false. Whatever else may be said of you, I know you are a man who loves what is right above all else. But though you strive to do what is best, you sometimes do what you know may be wrong. I don't believe that makes you a bad man any more than it makes Mr. Melbury one.”
”The difference is that these things I do that you frown upon are in the service of what I think my duty. I can hardly believe that Mr. Melbury thought it his duty to destroy his wealth and that of his wife at playing whist.”
”You are unkind.”
”Am I? You talk of being ruined. What do you mean by that?”
”Just what I say. We shall have no money, no credit. Should he not win the seat in the House and receive the protection members enjoy, and if creditors press their case, we shall have nowhere to live. Mr. Melbury's parents are long since dead. He has no siblings, and he has pressed those of his extended family as far as they will go. He must be in Parliament. He will do such good there. And-” She paused. ”And only Parliament can save us now. I don't know what you need or expect from him, or what you hope to gain by making Mr. Evans his fabulous friend, but you must know that you are playing with my life as well as his. He must win that seat. He must have it.”
”And do you think I wish to keep it from him? You must know, Miriam, that I have invested everything in your husband's election. I am Dogmill's enemy, not his. I cannot say I am delighted to be in such a position, but the truth is that I also wish for him to obtain the seat in the House.”
”Why should you want that?”
”Because when he is elected, it is my hope that he will use his influence to help me.”
Miriam turned away from me. ”He will not,” she said quietly.
”What? How do you know? He has no idea who I am. He cannot know that I am not Matthew Evans, can he?”
She shook her head. ”No, you can be sure he does not. But he will not help you, all the more when he discovers you have deceived him with your masquerade.”
”But surely he will understand the necessity-”
”He will understand nothing,” she hissed. ”Can you not see that he hates you? Not Matthew Evans, but Benjamin Weaver. He hates Benjamin Weaver.”
I could not understand it. ”Why should he hate me?”
”Because he knows-he knows we once meant something to each other, and he is jealous. It is because we are of the same race. He fears I will revert. Every time your name is raised, he seethes with anger. He cannot forgive that you have brought him votes, that you, no matter how unwillingly, have aided his campaign, for in doing so you have worked your way into our lives and our home.”
”There is no need to be so ungenerous with your lives and your home.”
”There is for Mr. Melbury. He has an idea that I will sneak off in the night to run away with you.”
”I have the same idea,” I said.
”Can you please pretend to gravity?”
”I'm sorry. But why should you have told him about us?”
”He wanted to know if I had entertained any lovers between my first husband's death and my marriage to him. I did not want to tell him, but I did not want to lie either, and so he learned who you were to me. I never had any intention of telling him such things, but he has a way of making people say what they do not wish to.”
”Yes, that way most likely involves throwing things at you. Can you not see he is a cruel master, Miriam? Can you not see he has a black heart? He may not be inclined to villainy, but there can be no greater encouragement to baseness than debt. You speak of the good he will do in the House, but if you think that a man who faces ruin will vote his conscience rather than his purse, you are sadly deceived.”