The Castle Inn - Page 55/559

In those days people were not so punctilious in certain directions as

they now are. My lady put off her French hood and travelling cloak in

the lobby of the east wing, gave her piled-up hair a twitch this way and

that, unfastened her fan from her waist, and sailed in to supper, her

maid carrying her gloves and scent-bottle behind her. The tutor, who

wore no gloves, was a little longer. But having washed his hands at a

pump in the scullery, and dried them on a roller-towel--with no sense

that the apparatus was deficient--he tucked his hat under his arm and,

handling his snuff-box, tripped after her as hastily as vanity and an

elegant demeanour permitted.

He found her in the act of joining, with an air of vast condescension, a

party of three; two of whom her stately salute had already frozen in

their places. These two, a slight perky man of middle age, and a

frightened rustic-looking woman in homely black--who, by the way, sat

with her mouth, open and her knife and fork resting points upward on the

table--could do nothing but stare. The third, a handsome girl, very

simply dressed, returned her ladyship's gaze with mingled interest

and timidity.

My lady noticed this, and the girl's elegant air and shape, and set down

the other two for her duenna and her guardian's man of business. Aware

that Sir George Soane had no sister, she scented scandal, and lost not a

moment in opening the trenches.

'And how far have you come to-day, child?' she asked with condescension,

as soon as she had taken her seat.

'From Reading, madam,' the girl answered in a voice low and restrained.

Her manner was somewhat awkward, and she had a shy air, as if her

surroundings were new to her, But Lady Dunborough was more and more

impressed with her beauty, and a natural air of refinement that was not

to be mistaken.

'The roads are insufferably crowded,' said the peeress. 'They are

intolerable!' 'I am afraid you suffered some inconvenience,' the girl answered

timidly.

At that moment Mr. Thomasson entered. He treated the strangers to a

distant bow, and, without looking at them, took his seat with a

nonchalant ease, becoming a man who travelled with viscountesses, and

was at home in the best company. The table had his first hungry glance.

He espied roast and cold, a pair of smoking ducklings just set on, a

dish of trout, a round of beef, a pigeon-pie, and hot rolls. Relieved,

he heaved a sigh of satisfaction.

''Pon honour this is not so bad!' he said. 'It is not what your ladyship

is accustomed to, but at a pinch it will do. It will do!' He was not unwilling that the strangers should know his companion's

rank, and he stole a glance at them, as he spoke, to see what impression

it made. Alas! the deeper impression was made on himself. For a moment

he stared; the next he sprang to his feet with an oath plain and strong.