Part 40 (1/2)
”And I, Doctor,” said the King, smiling, and pointing to the unlucky cane, ”will take your example rather than your precept. If a reverend clergyman will himself fight a bout at single-stick, what right can he have to interfere in gentlemen's quarrels?-Come, sir, remove yourself, and do not let your present obstinacy cancel former obligations.”
”Bethink yourself,” said the divine,-”I can say one word which will prevent all this.”
”Do it,” replied the King, ”and in doing so belie the whole tenor and actions of an honourable life-abandon the principles of your Church, and become a perjured traitor and an apostate, to prevent another person from discharging his duty as a gentleman! This were indeed killing your friend to prevent the risk of his running himself into danger. Let the Pa.s.sive Obedience, which is so often in your mouth, and no doubt in your head, put your feet for once into motion, and step aside for ten minutes. Within that s.p.a.ce your a.s.sistance may be needed, either as body-curer or soul-curer.”
”Nay, then,” said Dr. Rochecliffe, ”I have but one argument left.”
While this conversation was carried on apart, Everard had almost forcibly detained by his own side his follower, Wildrake, whose greater curiosity, and lesser delicacy, would otherwise have thrust him forward, to get, if possible, into the secret. But when he saw the Doctor turn into the coppice, he whispered eagerly to Everard-”A gold Carolus to a commonwealth farthing, the Doctor has not only come to preach a peace, but has brought the princ.i.p.al conditions along with him!”
Everard made no answer; he had already unsheathed his sword; and Charles hardly saw Rochecliffe's back fairly turned, than he lost no time in following his example. But, ere they had done more than salute each other, with the usual courteous nourish of their weapons, Dr. Rochecliffe again stood between them, leading in his hand Alice Lee, her garments dank with dew, and her long hair heavy with moisture, and totally uncurled. Her face was extremely pale, but it was the paleness of desperate resolution, not of fear. There was a dead pause of astonishment-the combatants rested on their swords-and even the forwardness of Wildrake only vented itself in half-suppressed e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.o.ns, as, ”Well done, Doctor-this beats the 'parson among the pease'-No less than your patron's daughter-And Mistress Alice, whom I thought a very snowdrop, turned out a dog-violet after all-a Lindabrides, by heavens, and altogether one of ourselves.”
Excepting these unheeded mutterings, Alice was the first to speak.
”Master Everard,” she said-”Master Kerneguy, you are surprised to see me here-Yet, why should I not tell the reason at once? Convinced that I am, however guiltlessly, the unhappy cause of your misunderstanding, I am too much interested to prevent fatal consequences to pause upon any step which may end it.-Master Kerneguy, have my wishes, my entreaties, my prayers-have your n.o.ble thoughts-the recollections of your own high duties, no weight with you in this matter? Let me entreat you to consult reason, religion, and common sense, and return your weapon.”
”I am obedient as an Eastern slave, madam,” answered Charles, sheathing his sword; ”but I a.s.sure you, the matter about which you distress yourself is a mere trifle, which will be much better settled betwixt Colonel Everard and myself in five minutes, than with the a.s.sistance of the whole Convocation of the Church, with a female parliament to a.s.sist their reverend deliberations.-Mr. Everard, will you oblige me by walking a little farther?-We must change ground, it seems.”
”I am ready to attend you, sir,” said Everard, who had sheathed his sword so soon as his antagonist did so.
”I have then no interest with you, sir,” said Alice, continuing to address the King-”Do you not fear I should use the secret in my power to prevent this affair going to extremity? Think you this gentleman, who raises his hand against you, if he knew”-
”If he knew that I were Lord Wilmot, you would say?-Accident has given him proof to that effect, with which he is already satisfied, and I think you would find it difficult to induce him to embrace a different opinion.”
Alice paused, and looked on the King with great indignation, the following words dropping from her mouth by intervals, as if they burst forth one by one in spite of feelings that would have restrained them-”Cold-selfish-ungrateful-unkind!-Woe to the land which”-Here she paused with marked emphasis, then added-”which shall number thee, or such as thee, among her n.o.bles and rulers!”
”Nay, fair Alice,” said Charles, whose good nature could not but feel the severity of this reproach, though too slightly to make all the desired impression, ”You are too unjust to me-too partial to a happier man. Do not call me unkind; I am but here to answer Mr. Everard's summons. I could neither decline attending, nor withdraw now I am here, without loss of honour; and my loss of honour would be a disgrace which must extend to many-I cannot fly from Mr. Everard-it would be too shameful. If he abides by his message, it must be decided as such affairs usually are. If he retreats or yields it up, I will, for your sake, wave punctilio. I will not even ask an apology for the trouble it has afforded me, but let all pa.s.s as if it were the consequence of some unhappy mistake, the grounds of which shall remain on my part unenquired into.-This I will do for your sake, and it is much for a man of honour to condescend so far-You know that the condescension from me in particular is great indeed. Then do not call me ungenerous, or ungrateful, or unkind, since I am ready to do all, which, as a man, I can do, and more perhaps than as a man of honour I ought to do.”
”Do you hear this, Markham Everard?” exclaimed Alice-”do you hear this?-The dreadful option is left entirely at your disposal. You were wont to be temperate in pa.s.sion, religious, forgiving-will you, for a mere punctilio, drive on this private and unchristian broil to a murderous extremity? Believe me, if you now, contrary to all the better principles of your life, give the reins to your pa.s.sions, the consequences may be such as you will rue for your lifetime, and even, if Heaven have not mercy, rue after your life is finished.”
Markham Everard remained for a moment gloomily silent,-with his eyes fixed on the ground. At length he looked up, and answered her-”Alice, you are a soldier's daughter-a soldier's sister. All your relations, even including one whom you then entertained some regard for, have been made soldiers by these unhappy discords. Yet you have seen them take the field-in some instances on contrary sides, to do their duty where their principles called them, without manifesting this extreme degree of interest.”
He continued, ”However, what is the true concern here is our relations with your own self, and mine is with this gentleman's interest in you. I had expected that our disagreement could be dealt with as men dispute matters of honor. With your intrusion this cannot be done. I have few other options for politely resolving this, for you would surely hate the one who killed the other, to the loss of us both. Therefore,” addressing Charles, ”in the interest of avoid this fate, I am forced to yield my interest in her to you; and, as I will never be the means of giving her pain, I trust you will not think I act unworthily in retracting the letter which gave you the trouble of attending this place at this hour.-Alice,” he said, turning his head towards her, ”Farewell, Alice, at once, and for ever!”
The poor young lady, whose advent.i.tious spirit had almost deserted her, attempted to repeat the word farewell, but failing in the attempt, only accomplished a broken and imperfect sound, and would have sunk to the ground, but for Dr. Rochecliffe, who caught her as she fell. Roger Wildrake, also, who had twice or thrice put to his eyes what remained of a kerchief, interested by the lady's evident distress, though unable to comprehend the mysterious cause, hastened to a.s.sist the divine in supporting so fair a burden.
Meanwhile, the disguised Prince had beheld the whole in silence, but with an agitation to which he was unwonted, and which his swarthy features, and still more his motions, began to betray. His posture was at first absolutely stationary, with his arms folded on his bosom, as one who waits to be guided by the current of events; presently after, he s.h.i.+fted his position, advanced and retired his foot, clenched and opened his hand, and otherwise showed symptoms that he was strongly agitated by contending feelings-was on the point, too, of forming some sudden resolution, and yet still in uncertainty what course he should pursue.
But when he saw Markham Everard, after one look of unspeakable anguish towards Alice, turning his back to depart, he broke out into his familiar e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.o.n, ”Oddsfis.h.!.+ this must not be.” In three strides he overtook the slowly retiring Everard, tapped him smartly on the shoulder, and, as he turned round, said, with an air of command, which he well knew how to adopt at pleasure, ”One word with you, sir.”
”At your pleasure, sir,” replied Everard; and naturally conjecturing the purpose of his antagonist to be hostile, took hold of his rapier with the left hand, and laid the right on the hilt, not displeased at the supposed call; for anger is at least as much akin to disappointment as pity is said to be to love.
”Pshaw!” answered the King, ”that cannot be now-Colonel Everard, I am CHARLES STEWART!”
Everard recoiled in the greatest surprise, and next exclaimed, ”Impossible-it cannot be! The King of Scots has escaped from Bristol.-My Lord Wilmot, your talents for intrigue are well known; but this will not pa.s.s upon me.”
”The King of Scots, Master Everard,” replied Charles, ”since you are so pleased to limit his sovereignty-at any rate, the Eldest Son of the late Sovereign of Britain-is now before you; therefore it is impossible he could have escaped from Bristol. Doctor Rochecliffe shall be my voucher, and will tell you, moreover, that Wilmot is of a fair complexion and light hair; mine, you may see, is swart as a raven.”
Rochecliffe, seeing what was pa.s.sing, abandoned Alice to the care of Wildrake, whose extreme delicacy in the attempts he made to bring her back to life, formed an amiable contrast to his usual wildness, and occupied him so much, that he remained for the moment ignorant of the disclosure in which he would have been so much interested. As for Dr. Rochecliffe, he came forward, wringing his hands in all the demonstration of extreme anxiety, and with the usual exclamations attending such a state.
”Peace, Doctor Rochecliffe!” said the King, with such complete self-possession as indeed became a prince; ”we are in the hands, I am satisfied, of a man of honour. Master Everard must be pleased in finding only a fugitive prince in the person in whom he thought he had discovered a successful rival. He cannot but be aware of the feelings which prevented me from taking advantage of the cover which this young lady's devoted loyalty afforded me, at the risk of her own happiness. He is the party who is to profit by my candour; and certainly I have a right to expect that my condition, already indifferent enough, shall not be rendered worse by his becoming privy to it under such circ.u.mstances. At any rate, the avowal is made; and it is for Colonel Everard to consider how he is to conduct himself.”