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The admission was hailed triumphantly, but the Kencroft nature was too resolute, and the individual conscience too generous, to be brought round to accept the sacrifice, which John estimated at the value of the importance it was to himself, viewing what was real in Lucas's distaste, as mere erratic folly, which ought to be argued down.
"How do you feel? Fit?" "Fit?" said George enthusiastically "I feel so fit I could push in the side of a house." "What did I tell you?" said Lucas. George rubbed his hand all over Lucas's hair, and Lucas thereupon seized George's other hand and twisted his arm, and a struggle followed. In this way they would often lovingly salute each other of a morning.
The hour was early for Lucas, and self-satisfaction was on Lucas's face as he raised it to look at the entering of George. "I say," he remarked quietly through the doorway, "that town hall scheme is on again." "Oh!" said George, depositing his hat and gloves and strolling into the principals' room. "Good morning, Mr. Orgreave. Got the conditions there?"
"It is all one," Lucas answered quickly. "You know what is to be the reward of my success." "I thought you told me you had failed." Lucas's hand moved instinctively to his belt; then he thought better of it and laid both hands, empty, on the table. "Our plot has failed; but that does not mean that St. Quentin is immortal." "You may be very sure of one thing, my friend," the duke observed.
Monsieur, in his distress and anxiety to be gone from that unhappy house, had forgotten the spy. Left to his own devices, the equery, struck with suspicion at Lucas's absence, laid instant hands on Martin the clerk, with whom Lucas, disliked in the household, had had some intimacy. It had not occurred to Vigo that M. le Comte, if guilty, should be spared. At once he had sounded boots and saddles.
Lucas's remark referring, of course, to the gin-and-water, which casts, I fear, in my own narrow view, something of a sordid shadow over Lamb's otherwise innocent life "A man must be very secure in his own righteousness who would pass condemnatory judgment upon Charles Lamb's only weakness." I do not myself think this a sound criticism.
"But you know you can't sit up when you are like this. What possessed you to try?" "Business," murmured Lucas. "Don't go again, Boney. I want you." "So I've been told. I am quite at your service. Don't speak till you feel better." "Ah! I am better now. There's magic about you, I believe. Or is it electricity?" Lucas's eyes rested on the grim face above him with a certain wistfulness.
The quick falter in the words deprived them of any sting, yet on the instant Lucas's hand fell, setting him free. "All right, Bertie! Go!" he said. And Bertie went three steps, and halted. Lucas remained motionless before the fire. He was not so much as looking at him. Several seconds passed in silence. Then impulsively Bertie turned. His lips were quivering.
The fool of an officer arrested me." I expected Mayenne to burst out laughing in Lucas's chagrined face. But instead he seemed less struck with his nephew's misfortunes than with some other aspect of the affair. He said slowly: "You told Belin this arrest was my desire?" "I may have implied something of the sort." "You repeated it to the arresting officer before Mar's boy!"
Burke, Letter to the Sheriffs of Bristol. Sir C. P. Lucas, Introduction to Lord Durham's Report, p. 266. Its latest statement may be found in Sir C. P. Lucas's admirable edition of Lord Durham's Report, Oxford, 1912. I omit from my reckoning the brief and unimportant tenure of office by the Earl Cathcart, who filled a gap between Metcalfe's retirement and Elgin's arrival.
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