Part 20 (1/2)
”I could rule this land more acceptably to the people than can William Berkeley with his parrot phrases, 'divine right,' and 'pa.s.sive obedience.' I know the people and am popular with them, with Royalist and Churchman as well as with Nonconformist and Oliverian. I know the needs of the colony--home rule, self taxation, free trade, a more liberal encouragement to emigrants, religious tolerance, a rod of iron for the Indians, the establishment of a direct slave trade with Africa and the Indies. I could so rule this colony that in a twelvemonth's time, Richard Verney or Stephen Ludlow, hot Royalists though they be, would be forced to acknowledge that never, since the day Smith sailed up the James, had Virginia enjoyed a t.i.the of her present prosperity.”
”'Tis a consummation devoutly to be desired,'” said Landless, dryly. ”In the mean time, like the cat i' the adage--”
”You are insolent, sirrah!”
”When a stripling I served under one who took the bitter with the sweet, the danger as well as the reward, who led the soldiers from whom he took his throne.”
”Cromwell, sirrah,” said Carrington sternly, ”led soldiers. You would require Miles Carrington to lead servants, to place himself, a gentleman and a master, at the head of a rebellion which, if it failed, would plunge him into a depth of ignominy and ruin proportionate to the height from which he fell. He declines the position. When you have won your freedom he will treat with you. Not before.”
”Then,” said Landless slowly, ”upon the day on which the flag of the Commonwealth floats over the a.s.sembly hall at Jamestown, then--”
”Then I will join myself to you as I have said, and I will bring with me those without whom your revolution would be but short-lived--the Puritan and Nonconformist element in the colony, gentle and simple.”
”That is sufficiently explicit,” said Landless, ”and I thank you.”
”I have trusted you fully, young man,” said the other, stopping before him, ”not only because you cannot betray me if you would, seeing that not one sc.r.a.p of writing exists to inculpate me in this matter, and that your word would scarce be taken before mine, but because I believe you to be trustworthy. I believe also”--graciously--”that Robert G.o.dwyn (whose death I sincerely mourn) showed his usual wisdom and knowledge of mankind when he chose you as his confidant and co-worker. I wish you well through with a dangerous and delicate piece of work and in enjoyment of your reward, namely, your freedom, and the esteem of the Commonwealth of Virginia. I will myself see to it that any past offenses which you are supposed to have committed (for myself, I believe you to have been harshly used), shall not stand in your light.”
”Major Carrington is very good,” said Landless, calmly. ”I shall study to deserve his commendation.”
The other took a restless turn or two through the room, stopping at length before the younger man.
”You may tell me one thing,” he said in a voice scarcely above a whisper, and with his eyes bent watchfully upon the other's composed face. ”Had G.o.dwyn set the day?”
”Yes.”
”And you will adhere to it?”
”Yes.”
”What day?”
”The thirteenth of September.”
”Humph! Two weeks off! Well, my tobacco will be largely in, and I shall send my daughter upon a visit to her Huguenot kindred upon the Potomac.
Good night.”
”Good night,” answered Landless.
CHAPTER XV
THE WATERS OF CHESAPEAKE
Patricia was ennuyee to the last degree. That morning Sir Charles had ridden to Green Spring with her father; Mistress Lettice was in the still room decocting a face wash from rose leaves, dew and honey; young Shaw on his knees in the master's room, disconsolately poring over piles of musty papers in search of a misplaced deed which the colonel had ordered him to find against his return. It was a hot and listless afternoon. Patricia read a page of ”The Rival Ladies,” tried her spinet, had a languid romp with her spaniels, and finally sauntered into the porch, and leaning her white arms upon the railing, looked towards the dazzling blue waters of the Chesapeake. Presently an idea came to her.
She went swiftly into the hall, and called for Darkeih. When that handmaiden appeared:--
”Darkeih, go down to the quarters, and tell the first man you meet to find Woodson, and send him to me.”