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which Mistress Kate enclosed for him to than for you and me. Oh, dear! they all read, but which he never, on one single oc- know it wasn't your poor father's fault at casion, sent back in his next, as Kate in all; and I'm sure John Heathcote, besides variably desired him to do? But Frank many others I could mention, would do knew, though the money would not be spent, anything in the world for Frank. I supit would cheer his mother— and, for the pose, poor boy, he has set his heart on matter of that, Kate too. They would have Grace?" the strongest possible proof that he was “Yes," said Kate, demurely. getting on in the world.
He had more “Well, I always loved Grace and Lucy than he wanted for himself, and could con- very much, and I could treat her as a daughtribute to their support; and he wrote very ter, and I should like to see Frank married flourishing accounts of how he was selling and happy. I've heard your poor father say his works, and Kate would perceive how very often that John Heathcote could settle necessary it was for him to see Hampstead, a handsome sum on his daughters when and Highgate, and Richmond, and other of they married; and Kate, my dear, I think we those charming suburbs of London, to fill ought to know Frank's address in London, his sketch-book with pretty bits; so she was and give it to friends who want to help him, to consider him a gipsy student of art, now and are always writing to me about it. A camping here, now there, not tied to any letter left at a post-office always reminds me spot above a week or so, roaming at his so of Florence, where I was so miserable, royal pleasure in search of the Picturesque. because my dear mother died there; and we And so letters to him, to avoid delays, had did not always get the letters that we had better be addressed to a certain central post- no reasonable doubt were posted to usoffice, for Francis Melliship, Esquire, till long before I married your poor father, called for; and as he was in London very Kate." often, he would always call when he expected “Yes, mamma,” Kate said, mechanically. a letter from her or from his mother, and Her mother would run on for an hour, they were the only people he wrote to now. from subject to subject; and Kate often was
Not one word of the drudgery in Buris's thinking of something else, and only spoke manufactory of the sham antique; not one when her mother came to a stop. Mrs. word of the dingy lodging in the back Melliship proceeded street; not one word of the groans of the “I certainly like this village, though the lover's heart at the hopeless distance that name, and, for the matter of that, the people still lay between Frank Melliship and Grace are very outlandish; and I should not care Heathcote.
to go back to Market Basing, Kate, unless I In his letters, all was rose-coloured. could have my carriage. We used to visit
“Do you know, I really think Frank will people such a distance in the country, and do well, Kate,” Mrs. Melliship said. “It we could not well do it without a carriage.” is plain he is getting on with his pictures. I “Oh, don't let us go back to Market wish he had not so much boyish pride." Basing, mamma. I like Wales so much."
“Mamma, Frank is independent. He “Well, my dear, I shall live wherever relies on himself, as a man should. I ad- you wish me to, for I may say I live now mire him for it.”
entirely for you and Frank.” “Well, my dear, I never heard of an Here the simple lady took out her handartist that was what I call well off who kerchief, and shed a few tears—a termination wasn't an R.A. Who was that R.A. your to her speeches more common than not. father used to invite to stay with us?—the Then the two women kissed and comman that used to stop the carriage while he forted each other; and Kate found a book sketched things-dear me, I know it quite to amuse her mother. well! And when Frank could be an R.A., if he could get on as fast as possible, I Frank was in the habit of working an don't really quite know—though it must be hour or two by gaslight of an evening, with some years, of course. But he is certainly pencil or crayons; but he was rather disdoing well, for he has sent us ten pounds gusted with art that night, and looked round twice within a month. No, I am wrong- his little sitting-room in a gloomy mood. five weeks. He is a dear, good boy; and I "Ah!” he said, "if people who must have feel our misfortune more for him, Kate, pictures for their houses would only buy an honest new picture instead of a spurious old on the contrary, he felt quite happy and one, artists might live. After all, the worst of cheerful. our works are better than what they do buy: To be sure, it was a bright day—not too they are what they appear. Why not go to warm—when merely to breathe is a pleasure, the exhibitions, and buy some of the unsold even if you are a convict in Portland. Be. pictures there? Or come to a fellow's place? sides, he was free from a drudgery at which We're poor enough to be modest in our his soul had always revolted. charges. But they will have real Old Masters
"But what next?” he asked himself. "Anyat ten pounds a-piece; and there the dealers how, I've done with painting. No more oils beat us. Art! There is no feeling for art in for me.” England—no desire to encourage artists of Passing a pawnbroker's as he spoke, he any kind. They're only a lowish sort of went in, for the first time in his life, and fellows. And then the beggars must go to asked how much the man would advance dealers to buy their ancestors !"
on his watch and chain. He thanked the He laughed savagely, and stuck the end man for his information, and left the shop of his brush through a half-finished sketch with his watch in his pocket. on paper.
“ By Jove!” he said, "here's a new source "I wonder who'll paint Burls's genuine of wealth. I can pawn everything by deold pictures now; and dodge up the rubbish grees.” from the sales, and clean, and tone, and Then he strolled westwards. line, and varnish, and crack? What humbug The omnibuses had blue and white it all is!”
posters on them — "To Lord's Cricket There was a knock at his door, and his Ground.” landlady's grubby little daughter gave him a “Why, it's the Oxford and Cambridge note written on a sheet of paper, and en-match to-day.” closed in an envelope she had ten minutes Without stopping to think twice, he before sent the young lady out to pur- jumped on an omnibus. chase for a halfpenny at the shop round the “Why shouldn't I go? I can stick myself corner.
somewhere out of sight. I wonder how The corner bore the family impress-a many of our Eleven I know." dirty finger and thumb they put on every
He counted them on his fingers. He thing they touched.
wanted to see and yet not be seen. Frank laughed. He never could be surly Just as he was getting off the seat he had with a child in his life.
occupied by the driver's side, a carriage "Tell your mother I'll see her before I go passed by. Lord Launton was in it, with out in the morning.”
the countess and two other ladies. He owed two pounds four and sixpence Frank saw the danger he should run of for rent and commodities supplied, and he seeing a number of old and inquisitive achad only sixteen and sixpence to pay it with; quaintances. which, under all the circumstances of the He hesitated a moment in the dusty road. case, was awkward.
“No—it's nothing to me. I've no inteWhat wonders a good night's rest will rest in it now. I won't go in. Besides, it's effect!
half-a-crown, I think.” In the morning, Frank paid his landlady He took the footway, and set his face toten shillings on account, listened to her im- wards Regent's Park. pertinence without a reply, and quietly told He had not walked a dozen steps when her to let his lodgings, and keep his port- an immense hand and arm were linked in manteau for security till he paid her. "He his. He felt a friendly pull towards some . should not come back again, except to fetch great figure; and, looking up, was astonished away his things.
beyond measure to see himself arm-in-arm He had dressed himself in a new suit of with his cousin, Dick Mortiboy: clothes he had ordered on the strength of “Frank, old man!".cried Dick, crushing his successful manufacture of Old Cromes Frank's hand in his cordial grasp, “I and other masters. Nothing could make would have given fifty pounds to find you, Frank look other than a gentleman; but to- and here you are. I saw you getting off day he looked quite like his old self of six the 'bus." months ago. He was not at all miserable; Frank was surprised, and a little annoyed. “After all, I've got no quarrel with Dick," It was like a burst of sunshine, after the he thought; and his face cleared, and he wretched time of the last few months, to returned his cousin's salute.
find men who were glad to shake hands Dick Mortiboy was accompanied by a with him. thin, pale-faced man, slight and foreign look- Frank tried to laugh; but his mirth was ing
rather a hollow thing. "Lafleur-my cousin Frank," said Dick, “ I'm well, you see, Evelyn. That is, I'm introducing him.
not starving yet. But there's no money, “Fool of an Englishman,” thought Lafleur, and I'm still in a parenthetical stage of life.” staring at Frank's bright, handsome face. “You know my address, Frank-give me "I leave you with your cousin. The cricket yours. Let me help you, for old times' is not a game I care to waste time over," sake.” said he, softly. “We shall meet to-morrow, "Thank you, my dear Evelyn. It's like Dick. You will let me go now.”
you to make the offer. Good-bye. I'll give “To-morrow, at eleven. My old partner, you an address—when I've got one." Frank. Many is the jovial day we have He left him, and walked quickly away on had together.
Dick's arm. He could not bear to let any“I don't like his looks."
body help him with money. And yet Evelyn “Insular prejudice, my cousin. Why have was longing to give his old friend help. you never sent me your address, as you pro- What is there in this word money, that I mised? Do you not know what has hap- may neither give it nor take it? Why should pened? The governor has got a stroke, and I be degraded if a man slips a sovereign in I've got all the money. We've all been try- my hand? Sovereigns are not plentiful. I ing to find you out.
And here you are.
I should like the money. I am not degraded sha'n't let you go again in a hurry, I pro- if a man leaves me a legacy of many sovemise you."
reigns. He looked Frank up and down.
“Come," said Dick Mortiboy to Frank, “You're quite a swell. Come on in." when they had got out of their Hansom in
Dick paid for two at the gate, and they Piccadilly, "you are not engaged to-night. were on the ground.
Come and dine with me. After dinner we Dick watched the match with great will talk. I hate talking before. Let us earnestness. He was a splendid hand at have a game at billiards first.”. games of skill himself. He knew nobody, He led the way to a public room near nobody knew him. But his height, his Jermyn-street. There were two or three splendid beard and brown face, and a dress men idly knocking the balls about Dick a compromise between English fashion took up a cue and made a stroke, missing it. and Californian ease, attracted observation. “Will you play fifty or a hundred up, He only wanted people to bet with on the Frank?" match to make him happy.
"I play very badly. I am quite out of Frank saw lots of old friends.
practice." They asked him his address.
“Well, let it be fifty then," said Dick. “Only in town for a few days,” he said, The room was one of bad repute. It was with an airy laugh.
frequented by sharpers. There were three At length Dick got tired of it.
in the room-of course, perfect strangers to “Come on, old man. I've had enough, if one another. you have. Let's go.”
Dick Mortiboy didn't know the character At the gates, as they went out, stood a of the room he was in, and didn't care. He man who had been Frank's greatest friend at could give an account of himself anywhere. college. They had rowed together, driven for his part, Frank had not played a game to Newmarket together, got plucked to at billiards since he left Market Basing. gether, written to each other until the smash He was not amusement for Dick, for he came.
played like a man wholly out of practice. “Frank, by gad!" cried the man, running The gentlemen in the room became indown the steps. “Shake hands, old fellow. terested in the first fifty up between Dick And how are you? And what are you doing? and Frank, and one bet another a wager of Tell me you've got over your troubles. I half-a-crown on the result. heard all about it."
Dick won, and the loser offered to bet again, if the tall gentleman gave the other generally about a dozen. His bets amounted points. Dick did give points. The man- to nearly twenty pounds with the three men. whom the marker called "Captain"-then Up to sixty he had played in a slovenly offered to bet Dick Mortiboy half-a-crown manner. At that point he took up his cue, his friend beat him. Dick took the bet, and scored out in two breaks. won it, and pocketed the half-crown. He His play was superb. He was within a was going to play another game with Frank, few points in a hundred of the best profesbut was stopped by the marker.
sional form. One of the men was going to “This is a public table, sir. Two fifty leave the room. Dick called him back, and games, or one hundred, between the same promised to finish the game in three minutes, players; then another gentleman has the and did it. table, if he likes to take it."
He asked the Captain if he would like Dick was a little annoyed, but gave way. another game?
“Should you like to play a game, sir?” "Not with a professional sharp. Though said the marker to the man he had called who you are, I don't know.” Captain.
"You'll pay up then, gentlemen ?" asked The fellow was a seedy swell, in clothes Dick. that had been fast twelve months ago, but . One of the other men whispered the now were well worn. His hat and boots Captain. showed signs of poverty.
"My friend suggests that it would be well “I should; but I don't wish to prevent if you were to give your name, sir. It is these gentlemen from playing, I'm sure. not usual to see men play in your fashion. I'll give way; but, really, I can't stay many You have sharped us, sir-sharped us. Give minutes."
us your name and address we are not going "Well, perhaps the gentleman that won to part." will play a game with you — if you don't "Now, Captain," said Dick, "you've been mind playing the winner?" the marker said. licked, and licked easy. You may take it
"All right," said Dick, and pulled off his fighting, or you may take it quiet. Which coat.
shall it be?" The Captain played badly: so did Dick. “Come on, Tom, don't let him bustle us Both were playing dark.
out of it,” said the Captain. “I'll take it “Twenty all” was called.
fighting." “Shall we have a crown on, sir, to 'liven There were four altogether, with the the game?" said the stranger.
marker. They made a rush on Dick. Frank, "I'll back myself for a sovereign," said not unmindful of Eton days, took them in Dick.
flank, while Dick received them in front. "I don't often play for a sovereign a They had not the ghost of a chance. It game," said the Captain; "but I don't mind was a mere affair of fists-a sort of light doing it for once."
skirmish, which warmed up Dick's blood, When Spot (the stranger) was forty, Plain and made him rejoice once more, like a (Dick) was only thirty-five.
Berserker, in the battle. And, after three “Make it a hundred up, sir, and have minutes, the four fell back, and the cousins another sov on,” said Spot.
stood, with their backs against the wall, “Done,” said Plain.
laughing. Dick had bets, too, with the other two "And now," said Dick, "open the door, strangers and the marker.
Frank.” At the end of the game, be had four He stepped forward, seized the marker, pounds five shillings to pay.
who was foremost, by the coat-collar, and Frank spoke his suspicions, in a low tone, bore him swiftly to the door—the others before this game was finished.
not interfering. There was a great crash of Dick said he had seen they were common breaking bannisters. The marker had been sharpers from the moment he entered the thrown down the stairs. room.
"Don't let us fight with servants," said “I'll let them have it,” he said.
Dick. “Let us have it out like gentlemen. They played another game--Frank watch Now then, Captain, we're all ready again." ing Dick's play. Up to the time the marker “Let us go," said the Captain, with a pale cried "sixty-seventy-two," Dick was behind | face, handing Dick the money. “You have
sharped and bustled us, and you want to they embroidered, they presided at tournabully us.”
ments, and they were the family doctors. “You shall go when you have apologized They knew the virtues of those simple herbs to me, Captain, not before. You other two, which they gathered in the garden and the
fields; from these they concocted plasters and He looked so fierce, and was undoubtedly poultices for bruises and hurts, which must so heavy about the fist, that the other two, have been common enough in those days. taking their hats, departed swiftly, with such Nicolette-in the old French novel-handles dignity as their wounds allowed.
Aucassin's shoulder till she gets the joint "Now, Captain, let us two have a little into its proper place again, when she applies explanation. I like rooking the rooks. I go a poultice of soothing herbs. For medical about doing it. Beg my pardon, sir, or I'll purposes-perhaps also for a secret means of spoil your play, too, for a month of Sundays." warming their hearts when they grew old
He seized the poor billiard player by the they brewed strong waters out of many a collar, and shook him as if he had been a flower and fruit. All the winter long-when child.
there was little fighting, and therefore few “You may do what you like," said the disorders, save those due to too much or man. “You have got every farthing I have too little feeding-they stayed in the castle in the world, and my little child's ill; but and studied the art of healing. With the I'm if I beg your pardon."
spring came dances, hawking, garland mak“ Dick, Dick," said Frank, "give him ing, sitting in the sunshine and under the back his money."
shade, while the minstrels sang them ditties, But at the sight of the man's misery, and the knights made love, and preparations Dick's wrath had suddenly vanished.
were made for the next tournament. “Poor devil!” he said. "I've had some Here, it seems, was a fair and equitable bad times myself, mate, out in the States. distribution of labour. Both man and woLook here—here's your money, and some- man had to work. Why not? Man fought, thing for the little one. And I say, Cap-tilled, traded. Woman spun, kept house, tain, if you see me drawing the rooks any and healed. Surgical operations, if any were where else, don't blow on me. Good-bye. required, were conducted in the handiest Come, Frank, let us go and dine. What and simplest method possible—with the axe; a good thing a scrimmage is to give one an as when Leopold of Austria had his legamappetite. I do like a regular British row," putated at a single blow, and died from loss said Dick, with a sigh. “And one so seldom of blood. gets one.
Now, over the water, somebody There came a time when the art of healalways lets fly a Deringer, or pulls out a ing passed into men's hands. Then women bowie, and then the fun's spoiled. You've had one occupation the less. They made got a clean style, Frank-very clean and up for this at first by becoming scholars. finished. I thought we were in for it when Everybody knows about the scholarship of I saw the place. So I went on. I was deter- Lady Jane Grey and Queen Elizabeth. The mined you should enjoy yourself thoroughly, ladies of the sixteenth century read everyold boy."
thing and knew everything. Then, too, They had dinner, and talked. Dick's talk | under the auspices of Madame de Ramwas all the same thing. It said
bouillet, was born modern society. Learning “Take my money. Let me help you. went out of fashion as social amusements Let me give. I am rich. I like to give.” developed. Then women substituted play And Frank, with a proud air, put him off
, for work, and made amusement their occuand made him talk of anything but him and pation. The arts of housewifery vanished his affairs.
with that of healing. The occupations of
embroidery and spinning disappeared with FEMALE MAN.
that of study. In the eighteenth century,
woman was either a fine lady or a household IN N the middle ages, the work of women servant. If the former, she gambled, dressed,
was clearly defined and unmistakable. received, and went out. If the latter, she If they were of the lower class, they made cooked and washed, and tended the children. the clothes, spun the linen, kept the house. Of course, the women of the last century If of the higher, they received the guests, I accepted, patiently enough, the rôle thrust