Afterthisentrymanypageswereutterlyeffaced。
Thelastlegiblepassageranasfollows——“SoguidedbytheladJeekie,andwearingthegoldmask,LittleBonsa,onmyhead,Iranthroughthemall,holdinghimbythehandasthoughIweredragginghimaway。
AstrangespectacleImusthavebeenwithmyoldblackclergyman’scoatbuttonedaboutme,mynakedlegsandthegoldmask,aspretendingtobeadevilsuchastheyworship,Irushedthroughtheminthemoonlight,blowingthewhistleinthemaskandbellowinglikeabull……Suchwasthebeginningofmydreadfulsixmonths’journeytothecoast。SettingasidethemercyofProvidencethatpreservedmeforitsownpurposes,IcouldneverhavelivedtoreachithaditnotbeenforLittleBonsa,sincecuriouslyenoughIfoundthisfetishknownanddreadedforhundredsofmiles,andthatbypeoplewhohadneverseenit,yes,evenbythewildcannibals。Wheneveritwasproducedfood,bearers,canoes,orwhateverelseImightwantwereforthcomingasthoughbymagic。GreatisthefameofBigandLittleBonsainallthatpartofWestAfrica,although,strangeasitmayseem,theoutlyingtribesseldommentionthembyname。Iftheymustspeakofeitheroftheseimageswhicharesupposedtobemanandwife,theycallitthe’Yellow-God-who-lives-yonder。’“
NotanotherwordofallthisstrangehistorycouldAlandecipher,sowithachingeyesheshutupthestainedandtatteredvolume,andatlast,justasthedaywasbreaking,fellasleep。
Ateleveno’clockonthatsamemorning,forhehadsleptlate,AlanrosefromhisbreakfastandwenttosmokehispipeattheopendoorofthebeautifuloldhallinYarleysthatwascladwithbrownElizabethanoakforwhichanydealerwouldhavegivenhundredsofpounds。Itwasacharmingmorning,oneofthosethatcomestoussometimesinanEnglishAprilwhentheairissoftlikethatofItalyandthesmelloftheearthriseslikethatofincense,andlittlecloudsfloatidlyacrossaskyoftenderblue。Standingthushelookedoutupontheparkwheretheelmsalreadyshowedatingeofgreenandtheash-budswerecoalblack。Onlythewalnutsandthegreatoaks,someofthempollardsofathousandyearsofage,remainedstarkandsternintheirwinterdress。
AlanwasinareflectivemoodandinvoluntarilybegantowonderhowmanyofhisforefathershadstoodinthatsamespotuponsuchAprilmorningsandlookedoutuponthoseidenticaltreeswakeninginthebreathofspring。Onlythetreesandthelandscapeknew,thosetreeswhichhadseeneveryoneofthembornetobaptism,tobridalandtoburial。Themenandwomenthemselveswereforgotten。Theirportraits,eachinthegarbofhisorhergeneration,hunghereandthereuponthewallsoftheancienthousewhichoncetheyhadownedorinhabited,butwhorememberedanythingofthemto-day?Inmanycasestheirnamesevenwerelost,forbelievingthatthey,soimportantintheirtime,couldneversinkintooblivion,theyhadnotthoughtitnecessarytorecordthemupontheirpictures。
Andnowthethingwascomingtoanend。Unlessinthiswayorinthathecouldsaveit,whatremainedoftheoldplace,fortheoutlyinglandshadlongsincebeensold,mustgotothehammerandbecomethepropertyofsomepushingandsuccessfulpersonwhodesiredtofoundafamily,andperhapsindaystobewouldclaimtheseverypicturesthathunguponthewallsasthoseofhisownancestors,declaringthathehadbroughtintheestatebecausehewasarelativeoftheancientandruinedrace。
Well,itwasthewayoftheworld,andperhapsitmustbeso,butthethoughtofitmadeAlanVernonsad。Ifhecouldhavecontinuedthatbusiness,itmighthavebeenotherwise。Bythishourhislatepartners,SirRobertAylwardandMr。Champers-Haswell,weredoubtlesssittingintheirgraniteofficeintheCity,probablyinconsultationwithLordSpecton,whohadtakenhisplaceupontheBoardofthegreatCompanywhichwasbeingsubscribedthatday。Nodoubtapplicationsforshareswerepouringinbytheearlypostsandbytelegram,andfromtimetotimeMr。Jeffreysrespectfullyreportedtheirnumberandamount,whileSirRobertlookedunconcernedandMr。Haswellrubbedhishandsandwhistledcheerfully。Almosthecouldenvythem,thesemenwhowererealizinggreatfortunesamidstthebustleandexcitementofthatfiercefinanciallife,whilsthestoodpennilessandstaredatthetreesandtheeweswhichwanderedamongthemwiththeirlambs,hewho,afterallhiswork,wasbutafailure。Withasighheturnedawaytofetchhiscapandgooutwalking——therewasatenantwhomhemustsee,ashifty,new-fangledkindofmanwhowasalwaysclamouringforfreshbuildingsandreductionsinhisrent。Howwashetopayformorebuildings?Hemustputhimoff,orlethimgo。
Justthenasharpsoundcaughthisear,thatofanelectricbell。Itcamefromthetelephonewhich,sincehehadbeenamemberofaCityfirm,hehadcausedtobeputintoYarleysatconsiderableexpenseinorderthathemightbeabletocommunicatewiththeofficeinLondon。
“Weretheycallinghimupfromforceofhabit?“hewondered。Hewenttotheinstrumentwhichwasfixedinalittleroomheusedasastudy,andtookdownthereceiver。
“Whoisit?“heasked。“IamYarleys。AlanVernon。“
“AndIamBarbara,“cametheanswer。“Howareyou,dear?Didyousleepwell?“
“No,verybadly。“
“Nerves——Alan,youhavegotnerves。NowalthoughIhadaworsedaythanyoudid,Iwenttobedatnine,andprotectedbyaperfectconscience,slumberedtillninethismorning,exactlytwelvehours。
Isn’titcleverofmetothinkofthistelephone,whichismorethanyouwouldeverhavedone?MyunclehasdepartedtoLondonvowingthatnoletterfromyoushallenterthishouse,butheforgotthatthereisatelephoneineveryroom,andinfactatthismomentIamspeakingroundbyhisofficewithinayardortwoofhishead。However,hecan’thear,sothatdoesn’tmatter。Myblessingbeonthemanwhoinventedtelephones,whichhithertoIhavealwaysthoughtanawfulnuisance。Areyoufeelingcheerful,Alan?“
“Verymuchthereverse,“heanswered;“neverwasmoregloomyinmylife,notevenwhenIthoughtIhadtodiewithinsixhoursofblackwaterfever。AlsoIhavelotsthatIwanttotalktoyouaboutandIcan’tdoitattheendofthisconfoundedwirethatyourunclemaybetapping。“
“Ithoughtitmightbeso,“answeredBarbara,“soIjustrangyouuptowishyougood-morningandtosaythatIamcomingoverinthemotortolunchwithmymaidSnellaschaperone。Allright,don’tremonstrate,I/amcoming/overtolunch——Ican’thearyou——nevermindwhatpeoplewillsay。Iamcomingovertolunchatoneo’clock,mindyouarein。Good-bye,Idon’twantmuchtoeat,buthavesomethingforSnellandthechauffeur。Good-bye。“
Thenthewirewentdead,norcouldallAlan’s“Hello’s“and“Areyouthere’s?“extractanothersyllable。
HavingorderedthebestluncheonthathisoldhousekeepercouldprovideAlanwentoffforhiswalkinmuchbetterspirits,whichwerefurtherimprovedbyhissuccessinpersuadingthetenanttodowithoutthenewbuildingsforanotheryear。Inayear,hereflected,anythingmighthappen。Thenhereturnedbythewoodwhereanumberofnew-
felledoakslayreadyforbarking。Thiswasnotacheerfulsight;itseemedsocrueltokillthegreattreesjustastheywerepushingtheirbudsforanothersummeroflife。Butheconsoledhimselfbyrecallingthattheyhadbeentoocrowdedandthatthetimberwasreallyneededontheestate。AshereachedthehouseagaincarryingabunchofwhitevioletswhichhehadpluckedinashelteredplaceforBarbara,heperceivedamotortravellingatmuchmorethanthelegalspeedupthewalnutavenuewhichwastheprideoftheplace。Initsatthatyoungladyherself,andhermaid,Snell,amiddle-agedwomanwithwhom,asitchanced,hewasonverygoodterms,asonce,atsometroubletohimself,hehadbeenabletodoherakindness。
ThemotorpulledupatthefrontdoorandoutofitsprangBarbara,laughingpleasantlyandlookingfreshandcharmingasthespringitself。
“Therewillbearowoverthis,dear,“saidAlan,shakinghisheaddoubtfullywhenatlasttheywerealonetogetherinthehall。
“Ofcourse,there’llbearow,“sheanswered。“Imeanthatthereshouldbearow。Imeantohavearoweverydayifnecessary,untiltheyleavemealonetofollowmyownroad,andiftheywon’t,asI
said,togototheCourtofChanceryforprotection。Oh!bytheway,I
havebroughtyouacopyof/TheJudge/。There’samostawfularticleinitaboutthatSaharaflotation,andamongotherthingsitannouncesthatyouhaveleftthefirmandcongratulatesyouuponhavingdoneso。“
“They’llthinkIhaveputitin,“groanedAlanasheglancedattheheadlines,whichwerealmostlibellousintheirvigour,andthesummariesofthefinancialcareersofSirRobertAylwardandMr。
Champers-Haswell。“Itwillmakethemhatememorethanever,andI
say,Barbara,wecan’tliveinanatmosphereofperpetualwarfareforthenexttwoyears。“
“Ican,ifneedbe,“answeredthatdeterminedyoungwoman。“ButI
admitthatitwouldbetryingforyou,ifyoustayhere。“
“That’sjustthepoint,Barbara。Imustnotstayhere,Imustgoaway,thefurtherthebetter,untilyouareyourownmistress。“
“Whereto,Alan?“
“ToWestAfrica,Ithink。“
“ToWestAfrica?“repeatedBarbara,hervoicetremblingalittle。
“Afterthattreasure,Alan?“
“Yes,Barbara。Butfirstcomeandhaveyourlunch,thenwewilltalk。
Ihavegotlotstotellandshowyou。“
Sotheylunched,speakingofindifferentthings,fortheservantwastherewaitingonthem。JustastheywerefinishingtheirmealJeekieenteredtheroomcarryingaboxandalargeenvelopeaddressedtohismaster,whichhesaidhadbeensentbyspecialmessengerfromtheofficeinLondon。
“What’sinthebox?“askedAlan,lookingsomewhatnervouslyattheenvelope,whichwasaddressedinawritingthatheknew。
“Don’tknowforcertain,Major,“answeredJeekie,“butthinkLittleBonsa;thinkIsmellherthroughwood。“
“Well,lookandsee,“repliedAlan,whilehebrokethesealoftheenvelopeanddrewoutitscontents。Theyprovedtobesundrydocumentssentbythefirm’slawyers,amongwhichwereanoticeoftheformaldissolutionofpartnershiptobeapprovedbyhimbeforeitappearedinthe/Gazette/,asecondnoticecallinginamortgageforfifteenthousandandoddpoundsonYarleys,whichasamatterofbusinesshadbeentakenoverbythefirmwhilehewasapartner;acashaccountshowingasmallbalanceagainsthim,andfinallyareceiptforhimtosignacknowledgingthereturnofthegoldimagethatwashisproperty。