Part 20 (1/2)

Mr. Wilks muttered that he didn't know, and lay crossly regarding his attentive neighbour as she knelt down and daintily lit the fire. This task finished, she proceeded to make the room tidy, and then set about making beef-tea in a little saucepan.

”You lay still and get well,” she remarked, with tender playfulness. ”That's all you've got to do. Me and Teddy'll look after you.”

”I couldn't think of troubling you,” said the steward, earnestly.

”It's no trouble,” was the reply. ”You don't think I'd leave you here alone helpless, do you?”

”I was going to send for old Mrs. Jackson if I didn't get well to-day,” said Mr. Wilks.

Mrs. Silk shook her head at him, and, after punching up his pillow, took an easy chair by the fire and sat there musing. Mr. Edward Silk came in to tea, and, after remarking that Mr. Wilks was very flushed and had got a nasty look about the eyes and a cough which he didn't like, fell to discoursing on death-beds.

”Good nursing is the princ.i.p.al thing,” said his mother. ”I nursed my pore dear 'usband all through his last illness. He couldn't bear me to be out of the room. I nursed my mother right up to the last, and your pore Aunt Jane went off in my arms.”

Mr. Wilks raised himself on his elbow and his eyes shone feverishly in the lamplight. ”I think I'll get a 'ospital nurse to-morrow,” he said, decidedly.

”Nonsense,” said Mrs. Silk. ”It's no trouble to me at all. I like nursing; always did.”

Mr. Wilks lay back again and, closing his eyes, determined to ask the doctor to provide a duly qualified nurse on the morrow. To his disappointment, however, the doctor failed to come, and although he felt much better Mrs. Silk sternly negatived a desire on his part to get up.

”Not till the doctor's been,” she said, firmly. ”I couldn't think of it.”

”I don't believe there's anything the matter with me now,” he declared.

”'Ow odd--'ow very odd that you should say that!” said Mrs. Silk, clasping her hands.

”Odd!” repeated the steward, somewhat crustily. ”How do you mean--odd?”

”They was the very last words my Uncle Benjamin ever uttered in this life,” said Mrs. Silk, with dramatic impressiveness.

The steward was silent, then, with the ominous precedent of Uncle Benjamin before him, he began to talk until scores of words stood between himself and a similar ending.

”Teddy asked to be remembered to you as 'e went off this morning,” said Mrs. Silk, pausing in her labours at the grate.

”I'm much obliged,” muttered the invalid.

”He didn't 'ave time to come in,” pursued the widow. ”You can 'ardly believe what a lot 'e thinks of you, Mr. Wilks. The last words he said to me was, 'Let me know at once if there's any change.'”

Mr. Wilks distinctly felt a cold, clammy sensation down his spine and little quivering thrills ran up and down his legs. He glared indignantly at the back of the industrious Mrs. Silk.

”Teddy's very fond of you,” continued the unconscious woman. ”I s'pose it's not 'aving a father, but he seems to me to think more of you than any-body else in the wide, wide world. I get quite jealous sometimes. Only the other day I said to 'im, joking like, 'Well, you'd better go and live with 'im if you're so fond of 'im,' I said.”

”Ha, ha!” laughed Mr. Wilks, uneasily.

”You'll never guess what 'e said then,” said Mrs. Silk dropping her dustpan and brush and gazing at the hearth.

”Said 'e couldn't leave you, I s'pose,” guessed the steward, gruffly.

”Well, now,” exclaimed Mrs. Silk, clapping her hands, ”if you 'aven't nearly guessed it. Well, there! I never did! I wouldn't 'ave told you for anything if you 'adn't said that. The exact words what 'e did say was, 'Not without you, mother.'”

Mr. Wilks closed his eyes with a snap and his heart turned to water. He held his breath and ran-sacked his brain in vain for a reply which should ignore the inner meaning of the fatal words. Something careless and jocular he wanted, combined with a voice which should be perfectly under control. Failing these things, he kept his eyes closed, and, very wide-awake indeed, feigned sleep. He slept straight away from eleven o'clock in the morning until Edward Silk came in at seven o'clock in the evening.