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You shall know nothing of this mysterious glove," and she held it up as she spoke "nothing no, not a single iota more than you know already; and yet I will not permit it to be a gauntlet of strife and defiance betwixt us. I do not know, Tresham, by what witchery this fascinating creature obtained such complete management over a temper which I cannot at all times manage myself.
"A singular story," replied Hartley to his companion, while his heart dwelt on the question, How it was possible that the gentle and simple Menie Gray should be in the train of such a character as this adventuress? "But Butler has not told you the best of it," said Major Mercer, who by this time came round to finish his own story. "Your old acquaintance, Mr. Tresham, or Mr.
Tresham stepped forward and became suddenly Mademoiselle Denasia. "Here beginneth the sea, That ends not till the world ends," thrilled the great ship's cabins from end to end. The captain was within the door before the first verse was finished. There was a crowd at the doors; all the servants in the lower saloon had ceased work to listen. Song after song was called for.
Joan hesitated with the question on her lips, and at last she almost threw it at her husband. "What did you hear about young Mr. Tresham?" "I asked no questions about him. People do say that he will have to go to honest work now. 'Twill do him no harm, I'm sure." "Honest work will be nothing strange to him, father. He has been in a great many offices.
I have already told you, my dear Tresham, what probably was no news to you, that my principal fault was an unconquerable pitch of pride, which exposed me to frequent mortification.
You cannot go back without telling Elizabeth, and I swear you shall not go forward until you forgive me. Come, Denas, sweet, forgive me!" He held her hands, he kissed her hands, and would not release the girl, who, as she listened to his rapid, eager pleading, became more and more disposed to tenderness. He was telling the story no one could better tell than Roland Tresham.
Inform him, then, that from the present time he will be excused from all work, except, of course, to join in ceremonials when all are required to be present; and if you, Sir John, will pick out from among the servitors here one who is well instructed and educated, and capable of writing as well as reading his language, I will similarly relieve him of all other work, and place him at the disposal of young Tresham.
"Scarlett Trent you may not know me, but Lady Tresham, Lord Colliston, and the Earl of Howton are amongst my guests." The man saw no more difficulties. The name of Scarlett Trent was the name which impressed him. The English aristocrat he had but little respect for, but a millionaire was certainly next to the gods. "We must arrange the table crossways, sir, at the end of the room," he said.
For the first time in many a month Roland had a sense of success in what he was going to do, and the feeling gave him a portion of the elements necessary to success. Mr. Lanhearne received him at once. He was a kindly looking old gentleman, with fine manners and an intelligent face. "Mr. Tresham," he said, "I was attracted by your name.
"No, sir," interrupted the Bailie; "a son of the great William Osbaldistone of the House of Osbaldistone and Tresham, Crane-Alley, London." "I am afraid, sir," said the officer, "your name only increases the suspicions against you, and lays me under the necessity of requesting that you will give up what papers you have in charge."
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