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But if I was five-and-twenty years younger, why, God bless my soul, I shouldn't hesitate a minute! The woman he had despatched immediately upon his entrance returned at this instant and coughed behind her hand to indicate her presence. 'All ready, Mary? said Mr. Jervase in a ringing and cheery voice. 'That's well.
He bore a salver in his hand on which was a chased silver goblet filled to the brim with wine, which he offered as reverentially as to a crowned queen or, rather, with the awful devotion of a priest doing sacrifice to his idol. Conscious that some one touched her robe, Lady Eleanore started, and unclosed her eyes upon the pale, wild features and dishevelled hair of Jervase Helwyse.
There was no sleep in the grey-stone house on the Beacon Hill, on that eventful night on which Polson Jervase left his home, for anybody except the domestics, who were ignorant of the blow which had fallen on the household.
Jervase in a flash. 'I am told, sir, said Mr. Jervase, in that bluff, John-Bull way of his, which had brought a hundred people to his net, 'that the regiment has its marching orders, and I can quite believe that you've got something better to do than to listen to anything I have to say. 'I'm pressed for time, sir, said the Colonel. 'The regiment marches in an hour.
'That's all right, boys, said the Honourable Patrick Erroll, Private of Dragoons. 'And now, Sergeant darlin', give me half-a-dozen rank and file, and, please God, well have a meal for Christmas morning. 'Now, I'm just as keen as any one of you, said Sergeant Jervase, 'and just as hungry; but be very quiet about the business, Paddy, and don't have a row with the Bashis, for the Lord's sake.
The General looked from him to John Jervase, and back again, and if his face were at all an index to his mind, he saw something which did not please him. His stooping shoulders straightened, and one hand went up to stroke the grey moustache. His brows straightened, his mild grey-blue eye grew stern, and his mouth was ruled into a straight line.
I'm proud to see you, sir, beneath my 'umble roof. Jack Jervase wasn't a very distinguished servant of Her Majesty. He never held the Queen's commission, sir; but he fowt beneath his country's flag, and he'll always feel it an honour to welcome a superior officer of the sister arm.
I've had a good deal o' trouble to raise that sum in a hurry, but I've done it, and there's to be no action and no scandal of any sort until De Blaequaire comes back again. That gives your Uncle James and me time to turn round. He waited again, and still Polson stood like a statue and made no answer. 'I've done more than that, Jervase went on.
It was a hundred to one that young Polson Jervase would have been less disturbed if his mother, hearing these things, had not fallen to trembling and weeping and wringing her hands; for he argued, naturally, that she would not have been so dreadfully upset if she had not feared at least that there was some ground for the words which had been spoken in her hearing.
Jack Jervase ran away from home when the nineteenth century was in its teens. He had left behind him a harum-scarum reputation, and, save for his father and mother, but a solitary relative of his own name.
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