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He repeats in 1867 almost the very words of my father when detailing his experience in that room in 1790 a man of whose existence he had never been cognisant, and therefore utterly ignorant of Miss Tottenham's doings in that room nearly eighty years before. "In the autumn of 1868 I was again in the locality, at Dunmore, on the opposite side of the Waterford Estuary.
Dacres was occupied in quite the natural normal degree with his charming self; he would pass his misery on, and who would deserve to escape it less than his mother-in-law? I listened to Emily Morgan, who gleaned in the ship more information about Dacres Tottenham's people, pay, and prospects than I had ever acquired, and I kept an eye upon the pair which was, I flattered myself, quite maternal.
Blanche made a moue, saying poutingly, while feeling that a billet-doux was safe in her pocket: "I was due at the Tottenham's this morning: Cis was coming shopping;" which was a romance of the moment. "Tell John to drive around to Gloucester Square, and you can take her with you." "No, I shall not. What do you want Sir Tilton for? Might be Vanderbilt, the fuss you make over him."
She turned herself out very freshly and very well; she was always ready for everything, and I am sure that no glance of Dacres Tottenham's found aught but direct and decorous response. His society on these occasions gave her solid pleasure; so did the drive and the lunch; the satisfactions were apparently upon the same plane.
One's interest in Dacres Tottenham's problematical future had in no way diminished; but the young man was so positive, so full of intention, so disinclined to discussion he had not reopened the subject since that morning in the saloon of the Caledonia that one's feeling about it rather took the attenuated form of a shrug.
'But surely, said Cecily reflectively, 'tobacco was not discovered in England then. Akbar came to the throne in 1526. 'Nor Carlyle either for that matter, I hastened to observe. 'Nevertheless, I think Mr. Tottenham's proposition must stand. 'Thanks, Mrs. Farnham, said Dacres. 'But imagine Miss Farnham's remembering Akbar's date! I'm sure you didn't!
Dicky said, 'Lord Tottenham's all right but where's the deadly peril? And we couldn't think of any. There are no highwaymen on Blackheath now, I am sorry to say. And though Oswald said half of us could be highwaymen and the other half rescue party, Dora kept on saying it would be wrong to be a highwayman and so we had to give that up. Then Alice said, 'What about Pincher?
Though I talk of the stage there was nothing at all dramatic to reward my attention, mine and Emily Morgan's. To my imagination, excited by its idea of what Dacres Tottenham's courtship ought to be, the attentions he paid to Cecily were most humdrum.
So they stayed where they were. And at last, when even the other three who were walking about were beginning to feel rather chilly, we saw Lord Tottenham's big black cloak coming along, flapping in the wind like a great bird. So we said to Alice 'Hist! he approaches. You'll know when to set Pincher on by hearing Lord Tottenham talking to himself he always does while he is taking off his collar.
"Stand where you are. For whom is that note?" "For Mr. Clement Searle," said the butler, staring straight before him and dissociating himself from everything. "Who gave it to you?" "Mrs. Horridge, sir." This personage, I afterwards learned, was our friend the housekeeper. "Who gave it Mrs. Horridge?" There was on Tottenham's part just an infinitesimal pause before replying.
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