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Updated: June 28, 2025
Well, Miss Christian, well!" "Philip came of age yesterday, Peter," said Auntie Nan in a timid voice. "Indeed!" said the Ballawhaine, "then Ross is twenty next month. A little more than a year and a month between them." He scrutinised the old lady's face for a moment without speaking, and then said, "Well?" "He would like to go to London to study for the bar," faltered Auntie Nan.
"Must I, for my sins, be compelled to put an end to this interview?" He rose to go to the door. Philip rose also. "Do you mean it?" said Auntie Nan. "Would you dare to turn me out of the house?" "Come, Auntie, what's the use?" said Philip. The Ballawhaine was drumming on the edge of the open door. "You are right, young man," he said, "a woman's hysteria is of no use."
"Yes, the High Bailiff has been up and everything is in order, every little thing. See," and she lifted the paper that the maid had laid on the counterpane. "Let me tell you." She nodded her head as she ran over the items. "Some little legacies first, you know. There's Martha, such a good girl I've left her my silk dresses. Then old Mary, the housemaid at Ballawhaine.
A saddle-horse, with a cloud of steam rising from her, was standing with the reins over its head, linked to the gate-post. It was Cæsar's mare, Molly. Every eye was on the house, and no one saw Pete as he came up behind. "Black Tom's saying there's not a doubt of it," said a woman. "Gone with the young Ballawhaine, eh?" said a man. "Shame on her, the hussy," said another woman.
She might have badgered the heir of Ballawhaine, but she never did so. That person came into his inheritance, got himself elected member for Ramsey in the House of Keys, married Nessy Taubman, daughter of the rich brewer, and became the father of another son.
Never heard that grandfather fainted on the bench? He did, though, and he didn't recover either. How well I remember it! Word broke over the town like a clap of thunder, 'The Deemster has fallen in the Court-house. Father heard it up at Ballure and ran down bareheaded. Grandfather's carriage was at the Courthouse door, and they brought him up to Ballawhaine.
Pete looked hard at Cæsar, looked again, then caught up his cap and went out at the door. With two of his cronies the man had spent the day in a room overlooking the harbour, drinking hard and playing billiards. Early in the afternoon a messenger had come from Ballawhaine, saying, "Your father is ill come home immediately." "By-and-bye," he had said, and gone on with the game.
"Compose yourself, Mr. Cregeen," said Philip, and he tried to take him by the arm. But Cæsar broke away, blew a terrific blast on his ram's horn, and went striding round the house again. When he came back the next time there was a deep roll of thunder in the air, and he said, "It's the Ballawhaine. He had the stone five years, and he used to groan so."
"They married me against my will, When I was daughter at the mill." Finally, Cæsar, who had been remonstrating with the Ballawhaine at the moment of his attack, came to remonstrate with Ross, and to pay off a score of his own as well. "Honour thy father and thy mother, that thy days " cried Cæsar, with uplifted arm and the high pitch of the preacher.
I needn't say who he is he comes close enough to you at all events. When he's at home, he's able to take care of his own affairs; but while he's abroad I've got to see that no harm comes to his promised wife. I mean to do it, too. Do you understand me, Ross? I mean to do it. Good night!" They were at the gate of Ballawhaine by this time, and Ross went through it giggling.
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