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 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 FRANK BARRETT 
 
 AUTHOR OF 
 THE ADMIRABLE LADY BIDDY FANE/ ' FETTERED FOR LIFE,' EiC. 
 
 N TWO VOLUMES 
 VOL. IL 
 
 LONDON 
 CHATTO & WINDUS, PICCADILLY 
 
 1896
 
 V.2. 
 
 CONTENTS OF VOL. II. 
 
 CHAl'TEK PAGE 
 
 XVI. A NEW LEAD - . . . i 
 
 XVII. ONLY A SLAVEY - - - - 12 
 
 XVIII. THE BEGINNING OF MARTYRDOM - - 25 
 
 XIX. THE GENERAL SCORES ANOTHER TRICK - 37 
 
 XX. AN APPEAL - - - " 5^ 
 
 XXI. ONLY A LITTLE CAST-OFF WIFE - - 63 
 
 XXII. EXPEDIENCY - - - '79 
 
 XXIII. THE CHANGE IN DENISE - - -87 
 
 XXIV. DENISE PLAYS HER CARD - - - IO3 
 
 XXV. MONTE CARLO - - - - II4 
 
 XXVI. THE GENERAL FINESSES - - ' 13^ 
 
 XXVII. ANOTHER TRICK TO THE GENERAL - I40 
 
 XXVIII. TEMPTED OF THE DEVIL - - * 149 
 
 XXIX. THE ROAD TO DESTRUCTION - - 167 
 
 XXX. THE BATTLE OF FLOWERS- - "177 
 
 XXXI. NEMESIS ----- 190 
 
 XXXII. THE END - - - 2o8
 
 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 CHAPTER XVI. 
 
 A NEW LEAD. 
 
 The General's composition was not such 
 stuff as stage villains are made of; he was 
 not wicked from a diabolical love of wicked- 
 ness. On the contrary, he would have very 
 much preferred to steer clear of dangerous 
 practices — to be benevolent, charitable, and 
 worthily beloved by all ; in other words, he 
 would have liked to possess, say, twenty 
 thousand a year to bestow freely as he 
 pleased. But as he had nothing in the world 
 but a large number of unpaid debts, the case 
 was different. He dreaded poverty only less 
 VOL. n. 15
 
 2 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 than he dreaded death, and, like many others, 
 he had to struggle for existence ; and as 
 existence for him involved the possession of 
 a certain amount of worldly comforts, which 
 he had no legitimate means of obtaining, he 
 found himself under the necessity of making 
 the wants of others subservient to his own, 
 upon the accepted principle that necessity 
 knows no law. 
 
 Picking his way back to the ford, with 
 memory echoing the passionate message of 
 Denise to Harry, he thought of the joy he 
 could bring into those two lives by delivering 
 it to him with a simple confession of the 
 truth, and he asked himself if he could afford 
 it. A very slight amount of consideration 
 showed him that he could not afford it. 
 What would he gain by clearing away the 
 delusions that separated the husband and 
 wife now, and promised to widen into an 
 impassable gulf? Nothing — not a maravedi t
 
 A NEW LEAD 3 
 
 They would not be even commonly grateful 
 to him. Ignoring his self-sacrifice — attri- 
 buting it probably to fear, self-seeking, or 
 some baser motive — they would consider 
 only the sacrifice he had meditated making 
 of their happiness, and with no feeling (save 
 one of indignation), they would possibly turn 
 their backs on him, shut their door in his 
 face, and leave him to fare as he might, un- 
 assisted. No ; he certainly could not afford 
 it ; such self-sacrifice was not to be thought 
 of ; circumstances compelled him to profit 
 by the providential coincidences which had 
 already put him in possession of a well-stuffed 
 note-book. 
 
 Liz had given him the key of the back- 
 door that he might let himself in at will, she 
 having bolted the front-door as a protection 
 against the possible return of Thrale and 
 Lady Harding ; so he entered the cottage 
 noiselessly, and, finding the lower room
 
 4 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 empty, stepped lightly upstairs, guessing 
 that Liz was with Harding, and curious to 
 know how they got on in his absence. 
 
 He found Liz seated on a low chair by the 
 bedside, her fingers knotted upon her knees, 
 her body bending forward, and her eyes 
 fixed upon Harding's face with all the melt- 
 ing tenderness of a young mother. The 
 General, in his quality of dilettante, stopped 
 a moment to admire the pretty picture, think- 
 ing what a lot an artist chappie might make 
 of the subject, if he could only render that look. 
 
 The door creaked on its old hinges as he 
 pushed it wide to pass In. Liz started, 
 raising her finger in alarm, for Harding 
 slept ; and a little murmur of regret came 
 from her parted lips as Harding turned upon 
 his pillow. His dream must have been sweet, 
 his awaking even sweeter, for a smile played 
 upon his lips, and he held forth his hand, 
 saying softly :
 
 A NEW LEAD 5 
 
 * You, dear ?' 
 
 Liz quietly took his raised hand in hers, 
 and held it close and tenderly. But as he 
 opened his drowsy eyes and saw whose face 
 it was that leaned towards him, the smile 
 faded away, leaving only perplexity in its 
 place, and, as his wandering glance fell 
 upon the General, he drew his hand from 
 Liz's, and closed his eyes again wuth a bitter 
 sigh. 
 
 ' It's only your friend, sir,' said Liz sooth- 
 ingly. ' She shan't come near you ; all the 
 doors is bolted.' 
 
 Few and low as the words were that 
 Denise had spoken the night before, the 
 sound of her voice had reached Harding's 
 ear, and he had questioned Liz, and heard 
 her account of the interview, given with her 
 belief that Denise and Thrale, companions 
 in vice, and heartlessly self-seeking, had 
 come with the hope of finding him a dead
 
 6 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 man, and gone discomfited away, finding that 
 he lived. 
 
 Once more the General, looking down on 
 the boyish face, on which Old Care was mark- 
 ing the first lines in the contracted brow and 
 down-drawn lips, asked himself if he could 
 anyhow afford to realize his young friend's 
 dream of joy, and gave up the endeavour 
 as a useless job. 
 
 * If they want to see me die, let them 
 come !' Harding exclaimed suddenly, and in 
 passionate despair. 
 
 * There, there ! don't you worry about them 
 — they're not worth It, dear boy,' said the 
 General. ' They'll bother us no more now. 
 I've just been into the village, and I find 
 they went away this morning.' 
 
 ' This morning !' 
 
 ' Yes ; they stayed at the Wheatsheaf last 
 night.' 
 
 ' Oh, think of that !' cried Liz Indignantly,
 
 A NEW LEAD 7 
 
 ignoring the fact that it was impossible for 
 them to leave the night before. 
 
 ' And I might have been dying the while,' 
 said Harding. * It seems almost impossible, 
 doesn't it ? Those two who seemed so true 
 and loyal to me !' 
 
 'About as bad as they make 'em,' re- 
 marked the General, in an off-handed tone 
 of contempt, as he held out his arm, with a 
 look to Liz to pull his sleeve. ' But that's 
 the better reason for regarding their loss 
 with indifference, isn't it, old chappie ? A 
 misdeal's only vexatious when you happen 
 to hold the best cards in your hand. Good 
 riddance to sad rubbish,' he continued, disen- 
 gaging himself from his coat, and crossing 
 to poke the fire. ' Shuffle up the damned 
 cards, and begin all over again, with a better 
 chance of good luck in the next deal. 1 re- 
 member when we were playing pool at 
 Lord Newington's ' And he began to
 
 8 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 reel off with spirit one of his interminable 
 yarns. 
 
 He was a capital story-teller, having an 
 excellent memory, a large inventive faculty, 
 some wit, and the tact to divergate into any 
 channel that he perceived was agreeable to 
 his audience. He could go on for hours 
 when it suited him, and never weary, when, 
 as in the present case, he saw his own advan- 
 tage in making his chatter agreeable. To his 
 ability as a ready racontetir he owed In a 
 great measure his wide popularity, and the 
 indulgence that most men extended, despite 
 that shadowy something which clung to him. 
 
 He leant against the mantel-shelf, with his 
 back to the fire and a cigar In the corner of 
 his mouth, talking on and on, forcing Hard- 
 ing to listen, despite his disposition to brood 
 over his grief, and, finally, to take Interest, 
 and find a feeble sort of amusement In the 
 rambling narrative. It was all jargon and a
 
 A NEW LEAD 9 
 
 pack of nonsense to Liz, the General having 
 no interest in amusing her, and soon she 
 slipped out of the room with a sigh, to think 
 that she had not the old man's power to 
 charm away Harding's bitter grief and distract 
 his thoughts from his wrongs. 
 
 ' By the way,' said he, in one of his many 
 discursions, ' which route did you take when 
 you went down South ?' 
 
 ' Through Belgium and Switzerland.' 
 * Beastly lot of changing. I always go 
 along the Riviera, and generally stay there. 
 Better climate than Naples, and much more 
 lively. There's a snug little villa at Mentone 
 that I can get for a mere song — close by the 
 rail, and about ten minutes' run from Monte 
 Carlo. Suit us to a T. Thinking of it just 
 now as I waded through the slush. What a 
 change ! Cloudless sky, gardens one mass 
 of roses, orange-grove one side, bit of an 
 olive-wood on the other ; mountains at the
 
 10 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 back shutting out the north and east winds, 
 glorious sea in front, and Monte Carlo just 
 round the point of Cap St. Martin. Take 
 the grand express — shut your eyes upon all 
 the misery on earth, and open them upon 
 all the joys in creation.' 
 
 * It must be good,' said Harding, staring 
 up at the beams. ' I shall be glad to get out 
 of this — this awful place.' 
 
 ' We'll be there in a fortnight, dear chappie, 
 if Yardley's as good as his word,' cried the 
 General gleefully. 
 
 Liz heard that through the door, and a 
 feeling of hatred possessed her. Envy and 
 jealousy rankled in her heart, and to such a 
 degree that the General, on coming down to 
 the chop he had ordered for his lunch, ob- 
 served that something was wrong, by her 
 pinched nostrils, her closed lips, and her 
 averted glance, as much as by her lack of 
 attention to his personal comforts.
 
 A NEW LEAD ii 
 
 * Been listening at the door again,' he said 
 to himself. ' Taken a sudden dislike to me. 
 This won't do. A single word from her 
 may upset all my calculations. Must find out 
 what's amiss and smooth her down.' 
 
 And therewith the wily tactician set himself 
 to overcome Liz's silence, and make himself 
 agreeable to her.
 
 CHAPTER XVII. 
 
 ONLY A SLAVEY. 
 
 * How's your mamma this morning ?* the 
 General began. 
 
 * About the same, thank you,' repHed Liz, 
 whisking a clean napkin out of the dresser 
 drawer. 
 
 * Has she had medical advice ?' 
 
 ' The doctor can't do nothing, he says.' 
 ' That's a bad look-out for her — and you, 
 too.' 
 
 Liz tossed her head to signify that it was 
 useless to discuss that point, and, having 
 spread her napkin on a tray, took the basin 
 that was to contain Harding's beef- tea to the
 
 ONLY A SLAVEY 13 
 
 light to make sure it was speckless ; and the 
 General, slowly munching a piece of bread, 
 leant back in his chair and admired the 
 pleasant outline of her figure in silhouette, 
 her pretty profile, the light playing upon a 
 straying curl in the nape of her neck. 
 
 ' I should like to see you in a cap, Liz,' he 
 observed. 
 
 ' Why ?' she asked, turning upon him 
 sharply. 
 
 ' It would become you well — set off your 
 pretty hair to advantage.' 
 
 Liz had in her time received so many 
 compliments, from young as well as elderly 
 gentlemen, that she cared little for this 
 one. 
 
 ' Oh, I thought you fancied the gentleman 
 might like me better in a cap.' 
 
 ' Perhaps he w^ould.' 
 
 She set down the basin, took something 
 from another drawer, went into the scullery,
 
 14 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 and presently reappeared in a dainty little 
 muslin cap with long strings. 
 
 * Very fetching/ observed the General. 
 
 Liz had not asked for his opinion, and, 
 taking no notice of it, poured the beef-tea 
 from the saucepan into the basin. 
 
 ' There's no prettier costume in the world 
 than the English domestic servant's of to- 
 day.' 
 
 Liz cut the dry toast in fingers, contemp- 
 tuously silent. She wasn't in service now, 
 and wouldn't have put on this badge of servi- 
 tude to please anyone — except the gentleman 
 upstairs, who might feel freer to accept her 
 attentions if he knew she was only a servant. 
 
 ' There's only one costume that comes any 
 way near it for smartness,' continued the 
 General in the same equal tones. 
 
 Liz would have given anything to know 
 what that costume was ; but she would not 
 ask him, when all he thought about was
 
 ONLY A SLAVEY 15 
 
 getting the gentleman away as soon as he 
 could to some foreign part, where she should 
 never, never go. So she carried the tray 
 upstairs, still wondering about that costume, 
 and the General finished his chop alone. 
 
 She stayed with Harding till he had drunk 
 his tea, shaking up and smoothing his pillow, 
 busying herself about the room, and talking 
 chiefly about the weather. He smiled grate- 
 fully at her when she drew the bedclothes 
 tenderly over his shoulders, and she came 
 down in better temper, apologizing to the 
 General for being so long, and hastening to 
 remove his plate, and set the cheese and 
 butter before him. 
 
 ' Did he admire your cap ?' asked the 
 General. 
 
 * I think so. He looked very kind at me. 
 But he didn't say much, being so weak and 
 down-hearted, poor gentleman !' 
 
 ' It will do him good to see you now and
 
 1 6 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 then. He's been used to women's society, 
 and would feel the loss of it if you weren't 
 here to look after him. I can distract his 
 thoughts — that's good in its way ; but you 
 can soothe him, and that's better.' 
 
 Liz was delighted, but she said nothing to 
 that effect, only she asked the General if he 
 wouldn't have a glass of ale with his cheese 
 instead of that sour stuff, indicating the 
 Beaune sent down from the Wheatsheaf 
 by the General's order. The General de- 
 clined the mixture. 
 
 ' What costume was that you were talking 
 about ?' Liz asked presently. She was quite 
 * friends ' with the General now, and if only 
 he would not take the gentleman away so 
 soon, he would have been really nice in her 
 estimation. 
 
 ' A nurse's.' 
 
 ' A nurse? Oh, I don't think much of that !' 
 she said, with disapprobation in her voice.
 
 ONLY A SLAVEY 17 
 
 * I don't mean the ordinary black and white 
 affair, but something artistic — something that 
 a lady might wish to wear — a nice soft 
 material that falls in pretty folds.' 
 
 ' Cashmere ?' 
 
 ' Yes ; that would do — cashmere of a pale 
 slatey-blue.' 
 
 * Silver-gray.' 
 
 ' With a nice lining to harmonize.' 
 
 * Red ?' 
 
 ' 'M no ; I should say blue.' 
 
 ' Blue would look very nice when the cape 
 fell back.' 
 
 ' The usual white cuffs and collars, and 
 then a dear little Dutch bonnet with a narrow 
 white frill ' — the General looked at the g-irl 
 with the half-closed eyes of an esthetic critic 
 — * with a sort of a scoop at the back to allow 
 your hair being seen in loose curls.' 
 
 ' Rolls r 
 
 * Or a bun, if they keep in fashion.' 
 VOL. II. 16
 
 1 8 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ' Misseses won't let you wear 'em,' said 
 Liz with a sigh. 
 
 ' Do you hanker very greatly after going 
 into service again ?' 
 
 ' Not me ! I'm sick and tired of it. But 
 once a servant, always a servant, they say, if 
 a girl wants to keep straight. It ain't no 
 good me thinking of being a hospital nurse ; 
 I'm too old, for one thing, to begin, and I 
 couldn't afford to go in for all the probation- 
 ing and things.' 
 
 * Still, a clever, pleasant, nice-looking girl 
 might be a nurse to an invalid without the 
 requirements of a hospital nurse.' 
 
 Liz, crossing the room, stopped suddenly, 
 and turned, breathless, to know by the 
 General's look if he ' meant anything ' by 
 these hints. The General ignored her 
 questioning regard, and, filling his glass, 
 asked if she had written to her sisters. 
 
 ' Not yet. Why ?'
 
 ONLY A SLAVEY 19 
 
 * I was only thinking that this must be a 
 terribly dull life for a lively girl like you.' 
 
 * Oh, I can't stand it ! I love mother 
 better than they do ; but to stay here and 
 see no one from week's end to week's end, 
 It's enough to make one wicked.' 
 
 ' That's what I thought. But if your 
 sisters refuse to help you ' 
 
 ' Oh, I don't know what I shall do — Indeed 
 I don't !' The girl's eyes filled with tears in 
 anticipation of approaching solitude. 
 
 ' I suppose someone in the village would 
 take care of the old lady for a trifle ?' 
 
 * Why, there's Aunt Fanny at Whetstone, 
 she'd take her for five shillings a week and 
 be glad ; but we can't afford that — and me 
 out of work.' 
 
 * But if you found employment — remunera- 
 tive employment ?' 
 
 Liz couldn't speak ; the long words or the 
 suspense of hope and fear seemed to choke her.
 
 20 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 * Say a pound a week.' 
 
 * A pound a week ?' Liz gasped. 
 
 * With a complete outfit, including that be- 
 coming costume we have been talking about.' 
 
 * What do you mean ?' she asked, coming 
 to the table, and setting her hands upon it as 
 she made the demand. ' You ain't making a 
 fool of me, are you ?' 
 
 ' I wish your hands were a little whiter, 
 and your nails ' 
 
 * Oh, my hands are white enough when I 
 ain't got to mess about in cold water, and I 
 can keep my nails as good as a lady's when 
 there ain't any fires to make.' 
 
 * You wouldn't have to mess about in water 
 or make fires if you could direct servants to 
 do such work for you.' 
 
 ' For Heaven's sake, sir, do tell me what 
 you mean. You are driving me nearly crazy 
 with these hints.' 
 
 *This is what I mean, Miss Hardacre,'
 
 ONLY A SLAVEY 2i 
 
 said the General, pushing aside his plate, 
 laying his arms upon the table, and bending 
 towards Liz with the most serious expression 
 on his face : ' When we get to the South, 
 I must have some gentle, pleasant young 
 woman to act as a kind of nurse and com- 
 panion to Sir Henry Harding — one who can 
 see that his domestic comforts ' — he might 
 have added 'and mine,' but he did not — 'are 
 properly attended to — someone who can stroll 
 amongst the flowers, sit by his side, or, in 
 my absence ' — ' at Monte Carlo ' was also 
 unsaid — ' could read to him ' 
 
 * I ain't a scholard !' 
 
 ' Or chat to him about trifles, which would 
 be better,' said the General, repairing his 
 oversight. ' Gossip about the people who 
 pass, the little incidents that occur ; take him 
 out for drives in a carriage ; find out what is 
 going on at the theatre or the casino, and 
 induce him to go there.'
 
 22 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 * Oh, do you think I could do that ?' 
 
 * I am sure you could — if you would.' 
 
 * If I would. Why, I'd give everything 
 I've got in the world for such a life.' 
 
 ' Well, we can think it over.' 
 
 ' Why, it don't want any thinking about* 
 
 * Nevertheless, a few days' consideration 
 will do no harm.' The General foresaw that 
 his chops would be more carefully cooked for 
 such consideration. ' If we make up our 
 minds by the end of the week, there will still 
 be ample time to dispose of your mamma and 
 get your costume made. We must certainly 
 have that costume, and for this reason : it 
 will prevent any misconstruction being set 
 upon your relations to Sir Henry and myself. 
 For it is the most natural thing that an in- 
 valid should be attended by a nurse, and so 
 your future prospects will not be endangered 
 by this arrangement.' 
 
 Mightily the General cared for the future
 
 ONLY A SLAVEY 23 
 
 prospects of this poor girl, or the conse- 
 quences to her happiness of this association 
 with Harding! If Denise could be sacrificed 
 to ensure his possession of life's pleasures, 
 what weight would the welfare of a mere 
 servant-girl have in his consideration ? Of 
 what earthly good are women if they cannot 
 be turned to the use of man ? The best in 
 the land are not too good for his purpose ; 
 but a girl of the ordinary servant-girl class — 
 well, as Liz clearly showed, that kind of 
 person should feel only too happy if she 
 could be employed to this end.
 
 CHAPTER XVIII. 
 
 THE BEGINNING OF MARTYRDOM. 
 
 With that determination to ' be good and 
 patient/ Denise returned to the Court, 
 buoyant with hope now that she was un- 
 burdened of crushing suspicion, eager to seek 
 the happiest aspect of the situation and find 
 good in everything. 
 
 Thrale's guarded acceptance of her views, 
 his reticence and obvious constraint, and his 
 irresponsiveness, chafed her. 
 
 ' You are not half glad enough,' she said, 
 with vexation. ' You make me feel, Bernard, 
 as if I should like to shake you.' 
 
 * Perhaps it's because I have been so
 
 BEGINNING OF MARTYRDOM 25 
 
 much shaken that I am so dull/ he replied 
 evasively. 
 
 In truth, with his foresight of future pro- 
 babilities, he had little reason to be gay. 
 The General had not attempted to deceive 
 him as to the nature of this expedient for 
 reconciling Denise. It was nothing but a 
 subterfuge — a mere house of cards that must 
 be overthrown by the first breath of truth, 
 and he hated himself for being party to the 
 lie. To his straightforward mind it would 
 have been better to let Denise know the 
 worst, for which the first shock had prepared 
 her, than to foster hopes which must surely 
 be destroyed later on. This seemed to him 
 as cruel a kindness as resuscitating a dead 
 heart only to make it suffer again the pangs 
 of death. 
 
 He lunched with Denise, miserably ill at 
 ease, incapable of playing the hypocrite well 
 or of following his honest instincts.
 
 26 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ' You are not afraid of — of anything ?' 
 Denise asked timidly, after a long pause, in 
 which she had vainly been seeking to account 
 for Bernard being so unlike himself. 
 
 ' Afraid ?' he replied, in a guarded tone of 
 interrogation. 
 
 ' Afraid that the doctor misunderstands 
 dear Harry's condition ?' 
 
 ' Oh no ; he seems to thoroughly compre- 
 hend the nature of his accident. I heard 
 him explaining it to the General last night in 
 almost the same terms that Dr. Arbuthnot 
 used in describing his first accident five years 
 ago. And the treatment he prescribes is 
 exactly the same — absolute isolation and 
 repose.' 
 
 ' I will not go to him until the doctor sends 
 to say I may.' 
 
 'That is advisable, however strange and 
 hard it may seem to you.' 
 
 * It should not be either, if I have faith in
 
 BEGINNING OF MARTYRDOM 27 
 
 the doctor, and surely he must be wiser than 
 I,' responded Denise, employing the argu- 
 ment by which she had succeeded partially 
 in taking a * reasonable ' view of the case, 
 and overcoming her womanly revolt against 
 the enforced separation from her husband in 
 his sickness. ' And two or three weeks is 
 not long to wait,' she continued; 'it will all 
 be forgotten when he comes back to me.' 
 
 She murmured a little coo of joy in antici- 
 pation of that happiness, when she should 
 have her dear husband once more, and all to 
 herself, to care for and to nurse, as she felt 
 none other could. And then, turning to 
 Thrale with a yearning for sympathy, she 
 was more vexed than ever by his silence and 
 the gloom on his face as he bent over his 
 plate. 
 
 * I wish he would go away,' she said in her 
 anger to herself. ' I would ten times rather 
 be alone. How can one be hopeful and
 
 2 8 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 cheerful with such a dreadful wet-blanket 
 upon one ? When Harry comes home and 
 finds him here, he will think I wanted him to 
 stay — like a silly girl who is afraid to be left 
 alone.' 
 
 It was a positive relief to her when Thrale, 
 looking at his watch, asked if he might order 
 a trap to take him over to the station. She 
 rang the bell at once to give the order. 
 
 ' Are you going to Ridingford ?' she asked. 
 
 ' No ; to London.' 
 
 She was glad to hear that — jealously glad 
 — for if she might not see her husband and 
 watch over him, surely his friend should not. 
 Her feeling of irritation withheld her from 
 asking any questions about his movements, 
 as he offered no explanation ; and she said 
 good-bye quite coldly in parting. 
 
 But the trap had scarcely started before 
 the revulsion of feeling came, and her heart 
 was wrung by the consciousness of her in-
 
 BEGINNING OF MARTYRDOM 
 
 29 
 
 gratitude to this friend, who had alone stood 
 by her and shared her misery of the preced- 
 ing day. Why, it struck her now for the first 
 time, he was to have sailed yesterday for 
 India — his passage had been taken a week 
 ago — and without a word, as if it were a 
 matter of course, he had abandoned his 
 purpose for her sake. And now it flashed 
 upon her, with the shock of a sudden awak- 
 ing, that, finding he was no longer needed, 
 he had taken up his purpose again as quickly 
 as he had dropped it, and was even now on 
 his way to the East — dismissed without one 
 gentle word of gratitude or farewell, never, 
 perhaps, to return — he who, next to her hus- 
 band, was the dearest friend she had. His 
 depression and silence, which had so un- 
 reasonably vexed her, were explained at 
 once. Oh, what a selfish, mean little fool 
 she had been to lose sight of everything but 
 her own happiness ! She started to the door
 
 30 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 with the hope that he might not be beyond 
 recall — that she might yet beckon him back 
 to acknowledge her faults and beg him to 
 forgive her. But the trap was now far up 
 the avenue, and Thrale, bending his head to 
 meet the cruel wind, did not look back. 
 
 The tears of remorse rushed into her eyes, 
 and she furtively drew out her handkerchief 
 to stanch them before re-entering the house. 
 A suppressed titter at her back quickened 
 her jaded spirit like the cut of a whip, and 
 turning sharply, with indignation tingling in 
 every vein, she caught sight of a cluster of 
 servants vanishing out of sight into the 
 service passage ; only one, more impudent 
 than the rest, stood her ground, and, having 
 treated her to an insolent stare, turned with 
 a toss of her head and followed the rest with 
 the haughty carriage of an upper servant. 
 
 What was the meaning of this insult ? 
 Denise asked herself as she entered the
 
 BEGINNING OF MARTYRDOM 13 
 
 drawing-room. How dared these women, 
 her servants, watch her actions and make 
 sport of her unhappiness ? What excuse 
 could Evans offer for her effrontery and the 
 contemptuous regard with which she auda- 
 ciously turned her back upon her mistress ? 
 Smarting under the indignity offered her, 
 Denise rang the bell, resolved to have these 
 questions answered at once. 
 
 'Tell Evans to come to me,' she said, 
 when Mrs. Austin, the housekeper, ap- 
 peared. 
 
 'Certainly, my lady, if you wish it; but,' 
 closing the door and dropping her voice, ' if 
 I might make so bold, I would advise you 
 not. Evans gave warning this morning, and 
 she would like nothing better than to openly 
 insult you before all ; and she might say such 
 shocking things, my lady, being very smart- 
 tongued, that I really don't think you could 
 expect any respectable servant to stay. Jen-
 
 32 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 nings and Jane Smith has already given their 
 month's notice.' 
 
 ' You will pay them their wages and send 
 them away this afternoon.' 
 
 ' Certainly, my lady ; and I'm very sorry, 
 but if you could suit yourself with another 
 housekeeper — you see, my lady, when acci- 
 dents of this kind happen in a family, our 
 reputation is likely to suffer if ' 
 
 ' Bring me your accounts, and — and leave 
 the room immediately,' said Denise, choking 
 with humiliation and anger. 
 
 For a day and a half they had talked of 
 nothing in the servants' hall but of Harding's 
 mad flight, and the subsequent behaviour of 
 Denise and Thrale. From the butler to the 
 page, the lady's-maid to the scullery- wench, 
 everyone had been gleaning evidence to add 
 to the common store of misconception and 
 wilful misrepresentation, taking example and 
 profiting by the malevolence, maybe, of those
 
 BEGINNING OF MARTYRDOM 33 
 
 who had not ill-breeding for their excuse. 
 Starting with the presumption that Thrale 
 and Denise were guilty, it is easy to imagine 
 the construction put upon their absence at 
 night, their return together, and the tears of 
 Denise when Bernard drove away. Weak 
 in judgment, strong in prejudice, they in a 
 moment stripped their mistress of every pure 
 and gentle attribute she possessed, and 
 clothed her in the most villainous tissue of 
 infamy their mischievous ingenuity could 
 patch together from the scraps of slander that 
 came in their way. 
 
 If Denise had been guilty, if she had 
 harboured only one disloyal thought even, 
 she might have perceived that suspicion lay 
 upon her ; but, being innocent, that was quite 
 impossible, and she could only conclude that 
 rumours circulated in Rockingham of her 
 husband's liaison with Liz Hardacre, and 
 that the idle servants had magnified and 
 
 VOL. II. 17
 
 34 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 distorted the circumstances attending his 
 accident into some horrible proof of infideHty. 
 That was quite possible ; for had not she 
 herself been misled by those circumstances 
 with the wickedest doubts — doubts which 
 even now, despite herself, were not wholly 
 banished from her heart ? It was not for 
 her to undeceive those servants or anyone 
 else who chose to think ill of her husband, 
 for that would have given countenance to 
 suspicion ; but she prayed that he might come 
 quickly back, to prove to all the world that 
 he was her loyal and true Harry. 
 
 As soon as Thrale had pulled off his gloves, 
 he wrote to Denise from his hotel in London : 
 
 * My dear Lady Harding, 
 
 ' I find I can postpone my departure 
 for a month without inconvenience. This 
 gives me the hopeful prospect of our meeting
 
 BEGINNING OF MARTYRDOM 3s 
 
 again at the Court under the happiest of 
 conditions before I leave England. You will, 
 of course, hear from Harry, and you may 
 imagine what pleasure it will give me to hear 
 good tidings through you. 
 
 ' Ever faithfully yours, 
 
 ' Bernard Thrale.' 
 
 By return he received a reply from Denise 
 that pained him inexpressibly, such sorrow 
 and humility were betrayed by the touching 
 phrases of regret and gratitude. He seemed 
 to see the writer's tears ; and at a certain 
 point he felt she must have paused to brush 
 them away, and set herself to resume with 
 gentle courage. 
 
 But that she should already have to struggle 
 for strength to write cheerfully told its tale. 
 
 * Her martyrdom has begun,' he said to 
 himself. * Where will it end ?' 
 
 Reason forbade him to go to her — bade
 
 26 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 him wait on for the inevitable development 
 which would permit him to leave Denise for 
 ever, or make him more necessary to her 
 than ever he had yet been. 
 
 ' If I am wanted, I shall know only too 
 soon/ he said to himself. 
 
 And one day, when he opened a telegram, 
 the following words came to him as a fore- 
 gone conclusion : 
 
 * I am in great trouble. Please come. 
 
 ' Denise.'
 
 CHAPTER XIX. 
 
 THE GENERAL SCORES ANOTHER TRICK. 
 
 Looking from the window as the train ran 
 into the station at Rockingham, Thrale 
 descried Denise standing on the platform 
 a little apart from the waiting passengers. 
 He had telegraphed by what train he was 
 coming, and was not surprised to see her ; 
 but without that preparation he almost 
 doubted if he should have recognised her, 
 so haggard and ill she looked, so much 
 older for the mental strain of these two past 
 weeks. 
 
 * He is gone !' she said, with distraction in 
 her voice and in her regard as he took her
 
 38 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 hand. 'Gone away/ she added, as if to 
 convey to him more clearly the thing which 
 she herself could scarcely realize. 
 
 He passed her hand through his arm and 
 led her up the platform away from the crowd, 
 for her emotion was too violent for restraint, 
 and the tears were now running fast down 
 her wan cheeks. 
 
 The Vicar and his wife, old friends, were 
 coming down the platform ; they were too 
 close to be avoided, and as they passed 
 Thrale raised his hat. The Vicar kept his 
 eyes fixed well before him, but his wife, in 
 a less Christian spirit, looked Thrale straight 
 in the face, with a drawn upper lip and stony 
 regard, without making the slightest response 
 to his salutation. In astonishment Thrale 
 glanced at Denise ; her chin was upon her 
 breast. 
 
 ' Lift up your head, dear friend ; you have 
 done no wrong,' he said.
 
 THE GENERAL SCORES AGAIN 39 
 
 She shook her head, but could not answer 
 him, or trust herself to speak until they had 
 come to the end of the platform. Then, 
 stifling her agitation, and with forced calm, 
 she said, in broken sentences : 
 
 ' I knew you would come, and yet — I did 
 not know. Everyone is against me — and 
 there is nothing to hope for. Must I go 
 back to the Court ?' 
 
 ' Unless you feel the need of a woman's 
 sympathy. We men are most helpless things, 
 you know. We seldom know the right thing 
 to do or say, and seldomer how to do or say 
 it. How would it be if we went to Mrs. 
 Balfour ? We know she is a good, kind soul.' 
 
 * Is she, do you think?' 
 
 ' The best that I know.' 
 
 She stopped, and, looking into his face, said : 
 
 * Then how bad I must be, Bernard : for 
 she will not see me — will not let me speak 
 to her !'
 
 40 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 * Why, what have you done ?' 
 
 * I do not know.' 
 
 * Surely there is some mistake in this. 
 Perhaps she was not at home.' 
 
 * No one is at home to me. When not a 
 friend called or sent to know if Harry was 
 alive or dead, I felt I must call on them, to 
 show that Harry had done me no wrong, as 
 I thought. But everyone denied me. And 
 then, when this news came, I went again to 
 Mrs. Balfour, and sent in a note I had 
 written, telling her I was in great trouble, 
 and wished to speak to her.' The words 
 choked her as she spoke. 
 
 * And then ' said Thrale gently. 
 
 'And then she sent back my note with a 
 
 cruel message, saying that she did not wish 
 to see me.' 
 
 Thrale led her out of the station in the 
 greatest perplexity. The brougham stood 
 there ; he opened the door with a significant
 
 THE GENERAL SCORES AGAIN 41 
 
 gesture, and, when she was seated, he told 
 the coachman to drive home, and took his 
 place by her side. 
 
 ^ ' Where is the General ?' he asked, when they 
 were on their way to the Court, his thoughts 
 in the midst of this mystery turning to Gordon 
 by some process of natural selection. 
 
 ' He came over on Monday. He has been 
 several times. First he came to pay the 
 servants who wished to go. For when I 
 dismissed the housekeeper, I found to my 
 humiliation that I had no money to pay her. 
 You don't know how they have made me 
 suffer. It was dreadful. They made me 
 feel that / was the guilty one. I could not 
 bear it. It seemed such an insult to him — 
 whom I thought was quite good and true 
 to me. /\11 the maid-servants are gone, 
 Bernard ; I should have been without any- 
 one in the house if the gardener's wife had 
 not come in.'
 
 42 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ' But the General,' said Thrale with 
 tender firmness, hoping to distract her 
 thoughts from these past tortures, and to 
 get to the bottom of the mystery. 
 
 * He came on Monday evening, and, find- 
 ing me very low-spirited, he stayed till the 
 next morning — yesterday. And he made 
 me so happy ! I hardly knew myself when I 
 went up to dress for dinner — I looked quite 
 young again. He told me that Harry was 
 almost well, and that the doctor consented to 
 his coming home, and he asked me if I would 
 go back with him to fetch Harry. And it 
 was as much as I could do to refuse ; but I 
 did, thinking it would be better for him, and 
 that he would feel less constraint about — 
 about that woman.' 
 
 * What did the General say about her ?' 
 
 * He said she had become very reasonable 
 and good, and consented to some proposal 
 he had made to set her up in a little business.'
 
 THE GENERAL SCORES AGAIN 43 
 
 ' Did he tell you why she was to be pro- 
 vided for in that way ?' 
 
 * No ; but it would have been only right 
 
 to repay her for — for ' She hesitated a 
 
 moment, and then, breaking through her 
 reserve, she said impulsively : ' Oh, Bernard, 
 I knew it ! I felt that there must be some- 
 thing more than was told me ; but I — I 
 conquered myself, and made up my mind 
 that it should make no difference in my love 
 for Harry — that I would never reproach him, 
 or say a word that should hurt him or remind 
 him of the past.' 
 
 Oh, what nights of struggle, and self-sup- 
 pression, and bending of the knee in sub- 
 mission to cruel injustice, and agony of death 
 and new birth, must have been spent to 
 attain to such resignation, thought Thrale. 
 
 ' And,' he said, taking Denise's hand in 
 his and pressing it, with the love of a brother 
 in his heart. * to take one trouble singly at
 
 44 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 a time — and then yesterday morning the 
 General went back to Ridingford.' 
 
 * Yes ; promising he would bring Harry 
 back in the afternoon. And we made the 
 house as bright as if all our servants were 
 about — I and Mrs. Bates ; and I cooked the 
 dinner myself — the things Harry used to 
 like best. And we sat up till midnight, and 
 even then I could not give up hoping, but 
 listened to every sound, and jumped up once 
 with my heart beating awfully, thinking I 
 heard wheels in the avenue — but it was only 
 the wind in the laurels.' 
 
 ' And this morning, dear friend ?' inter- 
 posed Thrale. 
 
 'This morning a letter came — this,' said 
 she, drawing a limp and creased sheet 
 from her muff, and putting it in Thrale's 
 hand. 
 
 He opened it, and, leaning to the window, 
 found light enough to read the General's
 
 THE GENERAL SCORES AGAIN 45 
 
 fine, bold hand. The letter was dated from 
 the Cosmopolitan Hotel, London. 
 
 ' Dear Lady Harding ' (the old rascal 
 wrote, clearly foreseeing that it would be read 
 by others), 
 
 ' 1 hardly know how to break the appalling 
 news which I may no longer withhold from 
 you ; and I can only pray Heaven to give you 
 the fortitude to bear with resignation this last 
 and least expected blow. 
 
 ' To my consternation, w^hen I arrived at 
 the cottage at the ford this morning, I found 
 every door and window securely fastened, 
 and no sign of any living inmate. They 
 were gone, your faithless husband and the 
 abandoned and crafty woman who has so 
 completely deceived me by hypocritical pro- 
 fessions of repentance and pretended willing- 
 ness to sever her connection with Sir Henry 
 Harding for a pecuniary consideration. As
 
 46 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 the truth dawned upon me, and my thoughts 
 turned to you, 1 could only thank Heaven 
 that you had declined to act upon my sug- 
 gestion ; for had you been with me at the 
 moment, you must have suffered again all the 
 agony you endured a fortnight since, without 
 the consolation of hope which I was then 
 enabled to offer, and I know not what we 
 should have done !' 
 
 * There's truth in that admission, at any 
 rate,' thought Thrale. ' The selfish old 
 rascal was more affected by the consideration 
 of his own possible embarrassment and in- 
 convenience than by this poor woman's 
 agony.' 
 
 * Fearing the worst, I repaired to Dr. 
 Yardley — who will, I am sure, give you 
 further particulars if you wish for them — 
 and learnt from him that half an hour after
 
 THE GENERAL SCORES AGAIN 47 
 
 I had left Ridingford to run over to you, 
 Miss Hardacre ordered a couple of carnages 
 to be sent down from the Wheatsheaf ; in 
 one her bedridden mother was sent to a 
 relative living in a neighbouring village ; in 
 the other she and Sir Harry Harding were 
 taken to the railway-station. At Ridingford 
 Station there was no lack of information. 
 The porters had helped an invalid gentleman 
 out of the fly, and found a first-class com- 
 partment in the up-train for him and the 
 young woman ; the booking-clerk said ;hat 
 she had taken tickets for London. What 
 was I to do, my dear Lady Harding ? Should 
 I return to you with these hopeless tidings, 
 or should I pursue the fugitives with a view 
 to making one last appeal to Harding's sense 
 of honour, and retrieving him if possible from 
 the ruin that surely awaits him ? Reason 
 bade me take the latter course, and accord- 
 ingly I came up to London by the very next
 
 48 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 train. Here, however, all trace of these 
 misguided runaways was lost, and, despite 
 most searching inquiries, I have failed to 
 obtain any clue to their movements. But 
 rest assured, dear Lady Harding, that I 
 shall not relax my exertions or abandon this 
 pursuit until I have run Harding to earth, 
 and compelled him, if not to return to you, 
 at least to make such substantial repara- 
 tion ' 
 
 Thrale stopped there. 
 
 ' You do not wish to see this again ?' he 
 asked, turning to Denise. 
 
 ' Oh, no, no !' she answered. 
 
 He crushed it up and thrust it in his 
 pocket, less disgusted by the old man's 
 selfishness and shallow pretexts for escaping 
 any responsibility he might have as the 
 nearest friend of Lady Harding's father — for 
 these were scarcely more than he should have
 
 THE GENERAL SCORES AGAIN 49 
 
 expected from the plausible old humbug — 
 than astonished by the flagrant indelicacy of 
 one who passed in society as a gentleman, 
 suggesting at such a time as this a pecuniary 
 indemnity to the stricken wife for such misery 
 as Harding had inflicted. 
 
 Yet he perceived that the question of a 
 material arrangement must be met before long, 
 and he was not sorry to read the letter Denise 
 found awaiting her when they arrived at the 
 Court. It was from Fielder and Playfair, 
 solicitors, of Lincoln's Inn, and ran thus : 
 
 * Madam, 
 
 'We are instructed by Sir Henry 
 Harding to consult you immediately with 
 regard to a settlement of your claims upon 
 his estate. If you will kindly let us know the 
 earliest date at which it may suit your con- 
 venience to see us, we shall wait upon you 
 with the utmost promptitude.' 
 
 VOL. II. 18
 
 50 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 With Lady Harding's consent, Thrale 
 despatched a telegram at once, saying that 
 she would be at home the following after- 
 noon to receive the solicitors.
 
 CHAPTER XX. 
 
 AN APPEAL. 
 
 Soon after lunch the next day a fly from 
 Rockingham brought Mr. Play fair and his 
 clerk to the Court, and without delay they 
 were introduced to the library, where Denise 
 and Thrale were awaiting the interview. 
 Denise, despite the fluttering of her heart 
 between a dread consciousness that her fate 
 was now to be sealed, and the ever lingering 
 hope of unexpected reprieve, received the 
 lawyer with unassuming dignity, that was 
 not lost upon the shrewd, observant little 
 man. Oh, if Harry could be redeemed 
 — it had come to that — no one in the 
 
 LIBRARY 
 
 UNIVERSITY QF \imO\^
 
 52 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 world should ever know of his disgrace 
 through her. 
 
 Having discussed the customary gene- 
 ralities with much suavity, while his clerk, 
 taking a seat at the further end of the table, 
 whipped out a stylograph and a quire of 
 foolscap, Mr. Play fair, facing his chair more 
 directly to Denise, said, smoothing one hand 
 gently over the other, and speaking with slow 
 and very distinct articulation : 
 
 ' To come to a matter of more serious 
 nature. Lady Harding, permit me to say at 
 the outset I am entirely ignorant of the 
 causes leading to the arrangement we are 
 about to make. Our client, Sir Henry 
 Harding, wished us to understand that those 
 causes, so far as we are concerned, are 
 entirely irrelevant to the transaction with 
 which we are entrusted.' 
 
 ' He hadn't even the common decency to 
 exonerate her,' thought Thrale, looking at
 
 AN APPEAL S3 
 
 Denise ; but he held his tongue, divining by 
 the look in the poor wife's face that she 
 would rather suffer by unjust suspicion than 
 have this stranger know of her husband's 
 frailty. 
 
 ' That transaction,' continued Mr. Play fair, 
 * is of a purely financial character, and the 
 object in view is to arrive at an amicable, 
 and at the same time legal, understanding 
 upon the question of maintenance. To come 
 at once to the point, madam, we are em- 
 powered to meet your demands within any 
 reasonable limit.' 
 
 The little lawyer drew himself up and 
 beamed upon Denise, happy to offer so 
 charming a lady such admirable terms. 
 
 * / make no demand,' said she quietly. * I 
 ask my husband for nothing.' And then, as 
 Mr. Playfair raised his eyebrows and fixed 
 his eyes upon his joined thumbs in perplexity 
 at this unexpected contingency, she added in
 
 54 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 the same even tone, 'What does he ask 
 of me ?' 
 
 * Sir Henry makes no stipulation or con- 
 dition whatever, and I can think of only one 
 decision on his part which can give rise to 
 any objection on yours.' 
 
 * What is that ?' 
 
 * I refer to the decision which involves 
 your change of residence.' 
 
 ' Do you mean that I am to leave this 
 house — my home?' she asked quickly, her 
 pale cheek flushing with the cruel suspicion 
 that Harry intended to bring that woman 
 here to take her place. 
 
 * That, I fear, madam, is a matter of 
 necessity.' 
 
 * And what if I decline to go, decline to be 
 turned out like a dishonest servant ?' she 
 asked with rising indignation, as that jealous 
 fear rankled in her breast. 
 
 * In that case we must apply for further
 
 AN APPEAL 55 
 
 instructions. Although,' added Mr. Playfair 
 reflectively, ' if you cling greatly to residing 
 here, it might be possible for you to make 
 terms with the purchaser of the estate ' 
 
 * Sir Henry proposes to sell up,' Thrale 
 suggested as a clearer explanation. 
 
 * Everything ; except, of course, such per- 
 sonal effects as you may claim, Lady 
 Harding.' 
 
 Denise looked round her with dismay, her 
 eyes resting on the rows of books in their 
 beautiful binding of ivory vellum, heirlooms 
 of the family that Harry prized so dearly ; 
 on many a rare and costly object they had 
 bought together in their honeymoon, in 
 Florence and Rome and elsewhere, to adorn 
 their home — things that they had admired 
 again and again standing in this old room, 
 hand-in-hand, lovers still. There was no 
 jealousy in her heart now — only dismay and 
 the anguish of irrecoverable loss. Was the
 
 56 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 disaster so irretrievable that he could never 
 return ? Had he given up everything, 
 abandoned all, in the consciousness that 
 nothing could ever induce him to live again 
 in the old home ? 
 
 * Oh, where is he ?' she cried, springing to 
 her feet as if to fly to him. 
 
 * I regret, madam, that I cannot possibly 
 answer your question.' 
 
 * I must see him — indeed I must,' she 
 entreated. 
 
 ' I can only repeat, with great pain, that I 
 am powerless to help you.' 
 
 ' Oh, Bernard, this must not be !' she cried. 
 ' We must not let him carry out this hasty 
 project. Think how^ proud he is of the old 
 house and all the dear things in it, all that he 
 has inherited from generations and genera- 
 tions — he, the last of all the family ; think 
 how bitterly he will regret this when — when 
 — when he is better and strong again.
 
 AN APPEAL 57 
 
 Think, sir,' she added, turning to the little 
 lawyer with humble pleading in her voice, 
 her melting eyes, her outstretched quivering 
 hands, and the very carriage of her body — 
 'think, sir, my husband and I have never 
 had a bitter word — no, not one unkind word 
 or one ungentle glance since we were married. 
 And that is only a few months. We were 
 married in June. It isn't possible that he 
 can give up all he loves and prizes for 
 ever, and go away never to come back. He 
 has had an accident, and there has been a 
 little trouble since. Nothing so great that 
 we should live ever more strangers to each 
 other — nothing that may not be forgotten 
 soon.' 
 
 The lawyer shook his head despondingly 
 — a few guineas for this journey and that 
 speedy conclusion of the transaction were not 
 what he looked forward to. 
 
 ' Tell him, sir,' continued Denise, ' tell him
 
 58 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 that you found me very reasonable — that I 
 am not so fooHsh a woman as he thinks, and 
 that I may grow wiser still as I get older. 
 Tell him I agree to everything except this — 
 and this chiefly for his sake. Ask him to 
 stay only a little while before he sells his old 
 home, and the beautiful trees, and all the 
 things he was fond of. A few months will 
 make no difference. And see, I will give 
 him a proof how reasonable I can be. I will 
 go away from here to-morrow, and never 
 come back till he bids me come. I will leave 
 everything — mine as well as his. I will take 
 nothing at all, to show how certain I am that 
 he will come again and send for me.' 
 
 ' Perhaps, madam,' suggested Mr. Play fair, 
 ' if you wrote this touching appeal in a 
 letter ' 
 
 ' Why, so I will. I never thought of that. 
 I will go to my room and write it now, and 
 you will take it.'
 
 AN APPEAL 59 
 
 * With the greatest pleasure.' 
 
 * And you will take no action until you 
 have his answer ?' 
 
 ' Certainly not.' 
 
 ' Oh, thank you. I will not be very long.' 
 
 And the poor little soul hurried from the 
 room, convinced that at last she had hit upon 
 the reasonable thin^ to do. 
 
 ' It can be only an infatuation,' she said to 
 herself, as she ran upstairs ; ' and if his love 
 for me was no more than that, why, then he 
 may outlive this second as he outlived the 
 first. Nay, he must wish for me a little. 
 Our hearts have beat together. He can't 
 forget me altogether.' 
 
 As she sat down to write her letter, Thrale 
 took a sheet of paper and delivered himself 
 of his feelings : 
 
 * For God's sake be a man, Harry, and not 
 a contemptible cad. Think of this dear little
 
 6o THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 wife of yours overcoming every feeling of 
 resentment and jealousy, hiding her own 
 griefs and your fault to keep an opening for 
 your escape from this dishonourable situation. 
 Think not of the few weeks of unhallowed 
 pleasure before you, but of the years of 
 bitter repentance that must follow, of the 
 degradation and humiliation to which you 
 are willingly subjecting yourself. Think 
 how truly and tenderly this wife has loved 
 you, how bravely for your sake she is now 
 suffering martyrdom, and think of the ruin 
 you bring upon a gentle soul whose only 
 fault is that she loved you too confidingly. 
 Think how the woman suffers in the position 
 you impose upon her ; how pitiless the judg- 
 ment of society is upon the woman parted 
 from her husband, how unjust the sentence, 
 and how terrible the penalty exacted. Rouse 
 yourself, get out of this horrible mess by one 
 vigorous effort — if not for the sake of poor
 
 AN APPEAL 6 1 
 
 Denise, for your own. I say nothing of 
 myself save that I hope to grasp your hand 
 as I've grasped it before when you've done 
 the right and plucky thing, and say again, 
 ** Well done, Harry !" 
 
 * Bernard/ 
 
 The two letters were duly forwarded to 
 Harding, Hotel Meurice, Paris. He, utterly 
 careless whether letters came or not — only 
 praying that he might not be troubled by 
 any reference to that which he wished buried 
 in forgetfulness — very willingly relegated to 
 the General all correspondence that was 
 necessary with his lawyers ; and the General, 
 still alert to the ticklish tenure of his pros- 
 perity, kept a sharp eye on the postman, and 
 when Mr. Playfair's letter came, enclosing 
 those from Denise and Thrale, and asking 
 for instructions, the General read all, dropped 
 two in the fire, and poked them well between
 
 62 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 the blazing logs, and simply replied to the 
 lawyer that Sir Henry Harding saw no 
 reason for altering his decision or replying to 
 the letters enclosed, and that he desired 
 Harding Court to be put up for immediate 
 sale without any further delay.
 
 CHAPTER XXI. 
 
 ONLY A LITTLE CAST-OFF WIFE. 
 
 A WEEK elapsed before Denise heard from 
 Harding's solicitors — a week of deferred hope 
 for her, so exhausting in its effect that her 
 overstrained and wearied spirit seemed to 
 have lost its susceptibility to joy or pain. 
 When the letter came, saying that ' Sir 
 Henry Harding saw no reason to alter his 
 decision, and desired his affairs to be wound 
 up without further delay,' she read it almost 
 apathetically. 
 
 * There is no hope now,' she said, putting 
 the letter in Bernard's hand. 
 
 He had foreseen this for the past few days,
 
 64 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 knowing that if Harry's heart and conscience 
 were to be touched at all, his first impulse on 
 reading his wife's letter would be to telegraph 
 at once and end her suffering. 
 
 He laid the letter aside, but held the hand 
 that gave it in his, as he said : 
 
 ' We must think of him as one that Is 
 dead.' 
 
 ' Oh, if he were I could still love him — I 
 should cry to think of him, and ease my 
 heart. But see, my eyes are dry, my tears 
 all dried up, and I feel that something has 
 gone from me, here, here,' said she, pressing 
 her breast — ' something good and sweet that 
 can never come there again. It is love that 
 is gone — love that used to make me feel that 
 God was there and would never let me do a 
 wrong thing to anyone on earth.' 
 
 Oh for a woman's tongue to soothe and 
 console, the intuitive power to strike some 
 sympathetic chord and fill this mute soul with
 
 ONLY A LITTLE CAST-OFF WIFE 6^ 
 
 tender harmony ! Thrale could think of 
 nothing but platitudes, wholly inadequate to 
 express his feeling of pity and commiseration, 
 which, indeed, were inexpressible. 
 
 * Every bereavement must leave us with 
 that sense of void ' 
 
 ' But not this sense of degradation,' she 
 retorted quickly, ' not this feeling of cruel 
 injustice that makes one's brain swim with a 
 craving for revenge ; with thoughts of murder 
 and reckless wickedness. Oh !' she cried, 
 springing to her feet and snatching her hand 
 from his passionately, * I am afraid of myself. 
 You do not know how bad a woman I 
 may be.' 
 
 * I know how good a woman you have 
 been,' he said, rising and going to her side, 
 ' and I know that no one can do wrong who 
 has struggled so bravely to do right.' 
 
 He led her back to her seat, and she 
 made no resistance, exhausted now that the 
 VOL. II. 19
 
 66 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 paroxysm of passion was past, and he sat 
 beside her, taking her hand again, saying 
 what he could to tranquillize her. 
 
 ' Love and hate, grief and joy, all have 
 their seasons, and none lasts for ever. The 
 fiercest storm is soonest over, and happily 
 the darker days are fewer than the bright 
 in our little year. These dull clouds look 
 as if they would never lift, don't they ? 
 yet we know that before long they will 
 break, and the sun will shine down and warm 
 the whole world into flower and song again.' 
 
 In this strain he talked on for some time, 
 quite careless whether the thing he said was 
 sensible or not, only conscious that if it did 
 her good it was worth the saying ; and she 
 would now and then look up into his face 
 with wondering gratitude in her eyes and a 
 fluttering sigh, moved not so much by what 
 he said as by the feeling that she had yet one 
 friend who cared for her.
 
 ONLY A LITTLE CAST-OFF WIFE 67 
 
 ' I don't know whether you're aware, my 
 lady,' said the gardener's wife, entering the 
 room after a discreet knock and a pause, ' but 
 the gentleman as brought the letter is a-wait- 
 ing for an answer.' 
 
 ' I will bring it to him presently,' said 
 Thrale, and, taking up the lawyer's letter, he 
 glanced down the pages. 
 
 After signifying Harding's intentions, Mr. 
 Playfair wrote : 
 
 * In accordance with our client's instruc- 
 tions, we shall proceed at once to put his 
 estate upon the market. Our Mr. Watson, 
 the bearer of this letter, is empowered to 
 render your ladyship every assistance in the 
 removal of such personal effects as you may 
 wish to reserve, to discharge all outstanding 
 obligations, and to close the house as early 
 as it may be convenient to surrender pos- 
 session.
 
 68 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 'With regard to the question we had the 
 honour to discuss with you on the i8th inst., 
 we beg you will let us know with as little 
 delay as possible your estimate of the amount 
 which should be placed to your credit at our 
 bankers', resting assured that we shall be 
 pleased to meet any reasonable demand on 
 your part.' 
 
 Dropping the letter on his knee, Thrale 
 turned to Denise. 
 
 'I will go away to-day,' she said with 
 feverish haste, anticipating the question on 
 his lips, * and I will take nothing that he has 
 ever given me — nothing ! I will go away as 
 poor as I came. See, this is the dress I 
 wore before I was married — this poor frock 
 that he used to admire.' 
 
 She had worn none other for the past 
 week, and this perhaps with some senti- 
 mental notion that when Harry came back
 
 ONLY A LITTLE CAST-OFF WIFE 69 
 
 it would recall the old time and revive the 
 old love. 
 
 ' You are quite sure ' Thrale said, 
 
 rising. 
 
 * Quite, quite,' she answered passionately. 
 ' He has treated me as if I were not his wife; 
 but the shame of it shall be his, not mine.' 
 
 Thrale inclined his head and left the room. 
 He ordered the brougham to be brought to 
 the door, saw Mr. Watson, and then with 
 thoughtful consideration sent the gardener's 
 wife to fetch Lady Harding's hat and mantle 
 from her bedroom. Returning to Denise, he 
 found the poor woman near the door, her 
 hand resting upon the wall for support. 
 
 ' I am so weak, so weak,' she murmured 
 faintly. ' Yet I am doing right, Bernard, am 
 I not?' 
 
 * I would not have you undo anything,' he 
 answered. ' Take my arm — so. Now we 
 will walk up and down a bit ; that will give
 
 70 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 us strength. It was certain to be a hard 
 wrench at the last.' 
 
 <I — I couldn't find courage to go upstairs 
 for my things.' 
 
 * That's all right ; Mrs. Denham has gone 
 for them.* 
 
 ' You seem to know just how I feel, and 
 yet I am so contradictory to myself, wavering 
 between one thing and the other. I know I 
 must go. I know I could not stay here ; and 
 yet it is all so unreal, so difficult to under- 
 stand, that I am to forsake all the past and 
 begin a new life.' 
 
 ' It will be easier by-and-by. I have 
 ordered the brougham.' 
 
 'There's poor Sandy barking. Does he 
 know that his mistress is going to leave him, 
 I wonder ?' 
 
 Mrs. Denham brought in her things, and 
 at a sign from Thrale withdrew quickly. He 
 put the mantle on her shoulders, and she
 
 ONLY A LITTLE CAST-OFF WIFE 71 
 
 pinned her hat and drew the gloves upon her 
 trembling hands as best she could. Soon 
 after that the carriage wheels scrunched in 
 the frost-bound drive, and Denise, pressing 
 her lips closely together and lifting her 
 drooping head, rose and took Bernard's arm. 
 Looking neither to the right nor left, but 
 walking as if in a trance, she passed through 
 the hall and crossed the threshold of her lost 
 home. The collie in the yard howled 
 piteously — as dogs are said to do at the 
 approach of death ; and Denise wished it 
 might be the end of her own miserable life 
 that was so heralded. 
 
 They had left the Court some distance 
 behind them, when Denise broke the long 
 spell of silence that had fallen upon them. 
 
 ' Where am I going ?' she asked in a 
 wondering tone, which showed that the 
 question had but just dawned upon her.
 
 72 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ' I have told the man to drive us to Rock- 
 ingham. Whether you stay there or not 
 must depend on your feeling.' 
 
 * I have not thought of it. There were so 
 many things to think of — greater than what 
 is to become of me.' 
 
 ' To me that seems the greatest of all,' he 
 said gravely. 
 
 She laughed hysterically. 
 
 ' Why, I am nothing — a little cast-off wife, 
 that's all. W^ho cares what end I come 
 to?' 
 
 ' I do.' 
 
 His tone abashed her, and she hung her 
 head, conscious of her ingratitude to this 
 generous friend. 
 
 ' Is it nothing to me whether you sink or 
 swim, whether you throw up your arms and 
 go down, or reach the firm earth by a brave 
 effort ? I do not doubt which you will do — 
 nor you either, deep down in your heart.
 
 ONLY A LITTLE CAST-OFF WIFE 73 
 
 You're not a coward, nor a useless little 
 member of society.' 
 
 She passed her hand through his arm, and 
 pressed it, to show that she was not really 
 ungrateful ; then, after ruminating silently on 
 his words and taking a practical view of them, 
 she said : 
 
 ' I'm not sure that I a^n a useful person, 
 Bernard. Of course I must earn my living 
 somehow, now that I have nothing in the 
 world. I must do that ; I couldnt rely upon 
 other people's charity — I mean kindness.' 
 
 Thrale nodded with a smile of encourage- 
 ment, happy to find that he had struck the 
 right chord this time. 
 
 ' Besides, I should like to work, so 
 perhaps, after all, I am a useful person at 
 heart. I have done it before, you know. 
 Why, when I was fourteen I kept mother. 
 Only then it was different. I don't think I 
 should like to go on the stage now, even if
 
 74 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 they would have me, and I scarcely believe 
 they would, because I am getting so ugly and 
 dull. Still, there are other things a woman 
 can do. The worst of it is I know so little, 
 and there are such a lot of governesses want- 
 ing engagements. I don't think I'd better 
 try for that, do you ?' 
 
 ' Well, perhaps there are rather too many 
 incompetent persons in that line of industry,' 
 Thrale observed. 
 
 ' I could be a nurse, or — or a general 
 servant — only not in Rockingham, Bernard. 
 I should not like that.' 
 
 ' That is the first point to settle. We 
 ought to make up our minds in the next 
 half-hour whether you would care to stay 
 in Rockingham under any conditions or 
 not.' 
 
 ' Ought I to stay there ?' she asked, after a 
 few moments' reflection upon the opening 
 duties of her new life.
 
 ONLY A LITTLE CAST-OFF WIFE 75 
 
 ' That depends upon whether you feel like 
 fighting.' 
 
 ' Fighting ?' she echoed, wondering what 
 line of industry might require ability of that 
 kind in a young woman of her age. 
 
 ' You see, Denise,' Thrale explained, 
 * now there is no longer any justifiable 
 reason for leaving society in error, it might 
 be advisable to reveal the whole truth — to 
 stay in the place, and show these scandal- 
 mongers, who have turned their backs upon 
 you when you needed a friend, that they 
 have shamefully wronged you — to stay here 
 until they were forced to acknowledge their 
 injustice and beg your pardon. That's what 
 I call fighting — and that's what I should do 
 if I were in your place.' 
 
 He thrust out his prominent under-jaw, 
 and bent his brows in savage determination. 
 In the past week he had fathomed the 
 mystery easily enough, and learnt why
 
 76 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 Denise had been deserted by every friend. 
 For her sake, and In view of Harding's 
 possible return, he had not attempted to 
 undeceive anyone, knowing that if Harding 
 came back the innocence of Denise would be 
 amply shown. So far as he himself was 
 concerned in the scandal, he cared not two 
 pins whether these fools, who were so easily 
 led by mere rumour, held him Innocent or 
 guilty. But It was another matter when the 
 reputation of Denise was at stake ; and for 
 her sake he was prepared to take up his 
 abode in Rockingham, and prove her inno- 
 cence by every means that ingenuity and 
 determination could afford. 
 
 ' I don't feel that I could do that, Bernard,' 
 said Denise presently. 
 
 ' If you go away, they will say you were 
 afraid to stay.' 
 
 * So I am.' 
 
 * They will take it as another proof that
 
 ONLY A LITTLE CAST-OFF WIFE 77 
 
 you were to blame. Heaven only knows 
 what stories they may not invent. They 
 may say that you were turned adrift for some 
 abominable fault ' 
 
 ' What does that matter if I have done no 
 wrong ?' 
 
 ' It means that they will do you all the 
 injury they possibly can. There is no limit 
 to the cruelty of civilized society. The 
 barbarians who stoned unhappy women to 
 death were more merciful.' 
 
 ' But Rockingham is only a little place in 
 the world ' 
 
 ' On the other hand,' continued Thrale, 
 ' there would be not much difficulty in 
 tackling the Vicar to begin with. He would 
 be bound to make some effort to assert 
 Christian justice. Then there's Mrs. Balfour ; 
 we could make her listen ' 
 
 ' And suppose, Bernard, that we told this 
 horrible story everywhere, and forced every-
 
 78 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 one to acknowledge that I have done no ill ; 
 what then ? Do you think I want them to 
 pity me ? Oh, that would be more terrible 
 than anything! If Mrs. Balfour asked me 
 to be her companion again, do you think I 
 could accept ? Oh, no, no, no !' 
 
 * It isn't their compassion we want, but it's 
 decent fair play and common honesty,' said 
 Thrale, his jaw standing out more fiercely 
 than ever. 
 
 * Bernard, I'm only a weak little woman, 
 remember.' 
 
 ' That should be a stronger reason for 
 fighting your cause. But it's not. No, 
 you're right ; we must do what is expedient, 
 not what is quixotic ;' and, dropping the glass, 
 he thrust his head out of the window and 
 told the driver to go to the station.
 
 CHAPTER XXII. 
 
 EXPEDIENCY. 
 
 The subject was not reopened until they 
 were in the train and on their way to 
 London. But the thoughts of both were 
 occupied in seeking a solution to the difficul- 
 ties that environed them, Thrale's revolving 
 round his own text — * We must do what is 
 expedient.' At length Denise said timidly : 
 
 Tf you are going to India, Bernard, and 
 you did not mind, I should like to go there, 
 too.' 
 
 He looked at her without speaking, smiling 
 at the idea that he might object to her being 
 near him.
 
 8o THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ' It would be as easy to find an occupation 
 there as in London, I should think/ she 
 continued. 
 
 * I dare say it would ; but we must first 
 earn the money to pay for the journey. I 
 am not much richer than you. See ' — empty- 
 ing his purse in one hand and displaying a 
 few sovereigns — 'that's all I have/ 
 
 *Oh, Bernard, why did you come first-class?' 
 
 ' I don't mind showing you,' he said, 
 
 disregarding her question, 'because ' He 
 
 paused, and, jingling the gold in his hand as 
 he looked at her, asked : ' Do you know 
 anyone in London ?' 
 
 ' Nobody/ 
 
 ' You haven't a single friend there ?' 
 
 ' Not one.' 
 
 * Nor I, so you see there must be a good 
 deal of mutual dependence between us. 
 That's why I thought you ought to know the 
 limits of my funds. We shall have to scrape
 
 EXPEDIENCY 8i 
 
 and economize to rub along until we are 
 earning the living wage.' 
 
 ' Won't you go to India ?' she asked 
 brokenly. 
 
 * Alone! — not I. And what would you do 
 in London without a friend i^' 
 
 ' But you had an appointment there.' 
 ' That fell through last week. There was 
 another man in the field, and they couldn't 
 wait for me. It's all the same ; I can earn 
 as much in London.' 
 
 ' But you were so eager to go — so en- 
 thusiastic about India. We couldn't persuade 
 you to give up the idea.' 
 
 * I suspect I am capricious. Anyhow, I 
 don't want to go now. Come, let us think 
 of something more serious,' he said abruptly, 
 feeling that Denise was stepping upon 
 dangerous ground, and might conceive the 
 truth, that his eagerness to leave England 
 had been due to consciousness that his love 
 
 VOL. II. 20
 
 82 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 for her was not otherwise to be over- 
 come. 
 
 Detecting the shade of embarrassment on 
 his face, and misconstruing it, she drew closer 
 to him, and, laying her hand upon his arm, 
 said timidly : 
 
 ' I can't be unselfish just now, Bernard — 
 not unselfish enough to ask you to go away, 
 just as if nothing had happened to me. I 
 know it's for my sake you are staying. It 
 isn't caprice. You couldn't be capricious. 
 It's all pity for me. And, oh, I am so grate- 
 ful ! But after a little while, when I get 
 better and stronger, I can bear to let you go.' 
 We will hold together till then,' said he, 
 with more fervour in his voice than he had 
 yet permitted himself. * When I know quite 
 well that you can do without me, I will go — 
 but not before.' 
 
 She did not perceive the deeper meaning 
 of his words — love of the kind he felt being
 
 EXPEDIENCY 83 
 
 banished from her heart ; she saw only the 
 staunch affection of an exceptionally loyal 
 friend. 
 
 'It's more than friendship,' she said; 'if 
 you were my brother, you could not be more 
 kind.' 
 
 * I've been turning over that idea of a 
 fraternal relationship,' he replied, with a 
 marked absence of enthusiasm. ' It's the 
 only way that I can see of getting over 
 certain difficulties in our way.' 
 
 * I don't think I quite understand ' 
 
 'You see, Denise,' said he, separating the 
 
 pieces of gold in his palm with one finger, 
 ' there's only about seventeen pounds here ; 
 they wouldn't last long in a hotel — about a 
 week, I should say. Whereas we might 
 live in decent lodgings fairly well on four or 
 
 five ' 
 
 'Oh, less than that,' she said eagerly. 
 ' You don't know how economical I can be.
 
 84 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 Oh, Bernard !' She paused, clasping her 
 hands, for the thought of having him with 
 her, of their sharing the same home, brought 
 a gleam of sunshine upon her future, which 
 she feared must presently be overclouded 
 and lost. 
 
 * It could be managed if we palmed our- 
 selves off as brother and sister — not other- 
 wise, Vm afraid.' 
 
 ' But if I feel that you are a brother to me, 
 and if you could think of me as a poor 
 unhappy little sister, is there any harm in it ? 
 No one is any the worse for thinking we are 
 related.' 
 
 * We'll try it, anyhow,' said he more cheer- 
 fully, and with resolution. Then he slipped a 
 few sovereigns into his pocket, and putting 
 the rest of the money back in the purse, gave 
 it to Denise, telling her it was for her house- 
 keeping expenses. She took the money 
 without remonstrance, only wondering sadly
 
 EXPEDIENCY 85 
 
 why the project of living with her as a 
 brother was repugnant to him. For she 
 knew he must love her, and with all a 
 brother's affection. 
 
 He also asked himself why the notion was 
 so distasteful. To meet her when he came 
 from his room in the morning, to spend his 
 hours of leisure with her, to bring a smile 
 back to her face from time to time — these 
 were the dearest desires of his heart. 
 
 Was it merely his hatred of falsehood in 
 any shape, his scorn of expedient as a 
 cowardly evasion of responsibilities, that 
 created this unpleasant feeling ? He thought 
 it must be that. For the possibility of 
 divorcing Harding and of making Denise his 
 wife had not yet occurred to him. Had any 
 idea of that kind presented itself to his mind, 
 his feeling would have revolted against it as 
 an outrage upon delicacy. 
 
 This was a season of mourning for him
 
 86 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 equally with Denise ; they had yet to bury 
 their dead, yet to forget their all-absorbing 
 grief, before they could foster thoughts of 
 love. But for all that, at the root of his dis- 
 content was the fear that he could never be 
 anything more than a brother for Denise.
 
 CHAPTER XXIII. 
 
 THE CHANGE IN DENISE. 
 
 By the end of the week Thrale and Mrs. 
 Harding — they thought it advisable to drop 
 her title now — were comfortably installed in 
 a pleasant suite of rooms upon Putney 
 Common. 
 
 ' To-morrow,' said Thrale on Sunday, ' I 
 shall go out and look for work.' 
 
 * I think I can make my dress and things 
 in a week,' said Denise ; ' then / must begin 
 to look about for employment.' 
 
 * You'll never stand in need of employment 
 while I'm in the house ; I want such a lot of 
 things, and never know where to find what I
 
 88 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 want. When we can afford to keep a house- 
 keeper and a couple of servants, it will be soon 
 enough for you to turn out of a cold morning, 
 and drudge all day, and come home fagged 
 out at night.' 
 
 ' But our money, Bernard ' 
 
 ' Don't you know the proverb i^ — any fool 
 can make money, but it needs a wise person 
 to spend it. I'll make the money, and you 
 shall spend it, and save and save and save 
 to your heart's content. And in that way, 
 with the content of doing our best, we must 
 grow rich beyond the dreams of avarice, 
 contentment being a blessing that avarice 
 never can dream of.' 
 
 It was late when he came home the follow- 
 ing evening, but he carried a bundle under 
 his arm, and was in high spirits. 
 
 * There's a week's work to begin with, and 
 more to follow. No ; it's not washing,' he 
 said, as Denise touched the packet inquisi-
 
 THE CHANGE IN DENISE 89 
 
 tively. * I'll tell you all about it when I've 
 had something to eat.' 
 
 ' Are you hungry ?' asked Denise, ringing 
 the bell. 
 
 ' As a hunter should be. And if I weren't, 
 your table would make me hungry. Why, 
 where did you get your flowers ?' 
 
 ' In Putney. I got all these, and those on 
 the chimney, for fourpence.' 
 
 He declared they were worth four shillings, 
 and then, looking about him, fell to admiring 
 everything silently as he pulled off his gloves 
 — the table laid with scrupulous care, the 
 glasses glittering brightly — he knew she must 
 have given them an extra polish with one of 
 her new dusters — the sprays of flowers here 
 and there, the glowing fire — and never a 
 cinder on the hearth — the easy-chairs drawn 
 round towards the fire, suggestive of a long 
 after - dinner gossip ; and lastly his eyes 
 rested upon Denise as she brought him a
 
 90 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 pair of new slippers that had been toasting 
 on the fender for the past two hours, and, 
 seeing a happy smile in her face, he breathed 
 a long sigh of contentment. 
 
 ' And now tell me what is in the parcel,' 
 Denise said, when his appetite was somewhat 
 appeased. 
 
 ' Manuscripts. Oh, I've been wonderfully 
 lucky ; and this is a day to be pricked out on 
 the calendar. Happened to fall upon just 
 the right sort of man — which was the more 
 delightful because I had previously dropped 
 on five or six of the other sort — Knight, of 
 
 , the big publisher. A man after my 
 
 own heart, clear-sighted, bold, and kindly ; 
 a man who looks you straight in the eyes, 
 and makes up his mind there and then 
 whether you are to be trusted or not. Ex- 
 ceptional men take unusual courses. He 
 had written to me once expressing his ap- 
 proval of certain critiques on his firm's books
 
 THE CHANGE IN DENISE 91 
 
 which appeared In the Herald. They were 
 honest critiques, I'll say that for them. And 
 when I introduced myself this afternoon as 
 the writer of those articles, and asked for 
 employment as a reader, he offered me half 
 a dozen manuscripts to read and report upon 
 for a fee of half a guinea each, short and 
 long. You may be sure I said snap, and 
 there they are.' 
 
 ' Then, you won't have to go away every 
 day ? you can read them here ?' 
 
 ' If I may.' 
 
 ' Oh, that is beautiful ! You shall have 
 this room, and I can work in the little 
 room.' 
 
 * I prefer the small room, if it's all the 
 same to you. Genius wants a lot of tobacco- 
 smoke, and wants it thick.' 
 
 When he came down the next morning, he 
 found that Denise had prepared the small 
 room for his use. A fire was burning brightly ;
 
 92 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 a table and chair were placed in the very best 
 position for light and warmth ; his pipes and 
 tobacco held an important place beside the 
 pile of MSS. ; and a narcissus stood in a 
 glass to gratify his eye. Denise stood with 
 twinkling eyes, pleased with her effort to 
 please him. Turning to her, he said 
 tenderly : 
 
 ' You are awfully good, dear.' 
 
 The word escaped him unconsciously. 
 Many a time it had risen to his lips and 
 been repressed ; but the impulse just now 
 took him off his guard. 
 
 She smiled gently. The term of endear- 
 ment was grateful to her ear. Why should 
 they repress sweet words if they really felt 
 towards each other the tender love of brother 
 and sister ? It was quite natural and right. 
 One day he would kiss her, and that would 
 make her happier still. She would know 
 then, indeed, that he loved her as his
 
 THE CHANGE IN DENISE 93 
 
 sister — loved her as much as she loved 
 him. 
 
 He began work that morning In the little 
 room. He did what he called touo-h stuff 
 here. But often he would bring a manu- 
 script In the sitting-room, and read It aloud to 
 Denise while she worked. He had the true 
 scent of a born critic, and at a glance could 
 tell If the work was readable and pleasant, 
 or not. 
 
 * You've only to thrust a paper-knife In the 
 middle and sniff it, to know whether the stuff 
 is good or bad,' said he. 
 
 Those were pleasant times for Denise — 
 the pleasantest possible for one in such a 
 position as hers. Her thoughts could not 
 stray away when he read, as they would 
 when she was simply cutting out or stitching 
 alone. He read well, and compelled atten- 
 tion by sometimes breaking off to ask her 
 opinion on a certain passage, or to discuss
 
 94 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 some doubtful point, declaring that she could 
 see straight to the root of a thing while he 
 was wandering amongst its branches, and so 
 made her feel that she was actually of use, 
 and some sort of a helpmate. 
 
 To him these days were pregnant with 
 such happiness as he had never before 
 known. It was no longer a Dead Sea fruit 
 that played before his hungering eyes, but a 
 rich growth, as sweet as it was beautiful, 
 ripening surely to its full perfection. 
 
 Sometimes, when she had bidden him 
 good-night, he would thrust aside his ' tough 
 stuff,' reserved for night- work, and, turning 
 to the fire, would light a pipe and dream 
 of the future. And now it was that the 
 thought of a divorce came, not indelicately, 
 into his mind. It was absurd that Denise 
 should be tied for life to a stone. In a few 
 months' time, perhaps in a few weeks, it 
 might be suggested to her that she should
 
 THE CHANGE IN DENISE 
 
 95 
 
 free herself from the man who had proved 
 himself utterly unworthy of her consideration. 
 And after that, though Denise might not 
 love him as she had loved Harry, she could 
 yet in time consent to become his wife, if 
 only to put an end to this sham, which must 
 prevent them forming any friendships with 
 other men and women of their own class. 
 But he hoped for something more than that ; 
 he hoped that her affection would ripen into 
 such a passion as he himself felt for her, and 
 trusted to the effect of time and her healthy 
 organism for this result. A long time, he 
 knew, must elapse before the memory of 
 Harding could be effaced, before her stricken 
 heart recovered its normal faculties, and her 
 nature yearned for the fulfilment of its natural 
 functions. But he was in no hurry ; he had 
 so long kept his feelings under restraint that 
 he could trust himself not to be betrayed into 
 any premature declaration of his passion,
 
 96 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 knowing that, if his feeling was not recipro- 
 cated, and Denise felt she could not become 
 his wife, they must put an end at once to 
 the present arrangement, which was such a 
 happy one for both, and separate, to the loss 
 of each. He preferred that the development 
 of love on her side should be gradual, and 
 come within the natural course of events, 
 rather than it should be forced to a measure 
 which might take the form of self-sacrifice, 
 from a sentiment of gratitude on her side. 
 
 The result seemed to him assured, if only 
 Denise could recover perfect bodily health, 
 the physical strength to meet the moral strain 
 which had yet to be borne. He saw that her 
 cheerfulness was mainly assumed, that many 
 hours of agony were concealed, for his peace 
 of mind. Her wan face and sunken eyes in 
 the morning showed only too clearly the 
 suffering of the long night. Could she sustain 
 this effort ? Must there not come a time when
 
 THE CHANGE IN DENISE 97 
 
 exhausted nature should call for repose, and 
 her faculties succumb to the unnatural pressure 
 put upon them ? 
 
 With these fears ever on his mind, Thrale 
 watched his companion with intense anxiety, 
 concealing" his solicitude for fear of precipi- 
 tating a climax. He saw her once, when 
 she believed herself unobserved, press her 
 hand upon her heart, and bow her head in 
 pain. On another occasion her hand trembled 
 to such a degree that she almost let fall the 
 breakfast-cup she was taking from him ; her 
 lips were livid ; beads of perspiration stood 
 upon her temples, and she abruptly left the 
 room. 
 
 Then, on Sunday, as he was reading aloud 
 the last of the week's MSS., he was suddenly 
 dismayed by hearing a faint cry, and before 
 he could render her assistance, Denise had 
 slid from her chair, and lay to all appearance 
 dead upon the floor. He rang the bell 
 
 VOL. II. 21
 
 98 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 violently, and applied such means of restoring 
 life as he could think of. When she returned 
 to consciousness, she was unable to explain 
 the cause of her fainting ; she had only felt a 
 sudden pain — at her heart ; that was all, and 
 it was nothing. Thrale would have gone at 
 once for a doctor, but she entreated him so 
 earnestly not to do so that he refrained, upon 
 her promising to see him if she were again 
 attacked. She seemed quite herself the next 
 morning — so well that Thrale left her after 
 lunch to take his week's work to the publishers 
 and get more. 
 
 Denise watched him as far as the end of 
 the street ; then, having put on her coat and 
 hat, she walked into the Richmond Road, 
 where she remembered havinof seen a red 
 lamp over a doorway, and a brass plate on 
 the gate, with Dr. Somebody engraved upon 
 it. And now, finding the house, she rang 
 the bell timidly, and asked to see the doctor.
 
 THE CHANGE IN DENISE 99 
 
 The interview that followed was not a long 
 one, but it marked a new era in the life of 
 Denise. 
 
 She said nothing about this visit to Thrale, 
 for it was a subject that she could not talk 
 about even to her brother. 
 
 ' I am quite, quite well,' she said in answer 
 to the earnest inquiry with which he greeted 
 her on his return ; and holding his hand in 
 hers, she looked in his face with unwonted 
 animation as she continued : ' I am not going 
 to be foolish again. I won't make you 
 anxious about myself any more, my poor 
 Bernard.' 
 
 Indeed, a noticeable improvement dated 
 from that day — a change so great that it 
 perplexed Thrale. No effort was necessary 
 now for her to take interest in ordinary 
 topics. On the contrary, she seemed at 
 times to be holding fluttering excitement 
 under control, and the apathy of previous
 
 loo THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 days was replaced by subdued vivacity. Her 
 busy fingers were never idle ; it delighted 
 Thrale, looking up from his work, to observe 
 the look of concentration and strenuous energy 
 in her face as she plied the needle. But he 
 put his veto on working after dinner, with 
 the result that on going late to bed one night, 
 and pausing by her door, he heard the rapid 
 click of the needle within. The next morn- 
 ing he remonstrated with her. 
 
 * I must get that horrid frock done and out 
 of the way,' she said. 
 
 ' But you said it was for spring, and that is 
 still far ahead. And it's horrible to think of 
 you sitting in the cold working as if it were 
 for life.' 
 
 ' I like the cold ; but I won't work in my 
 room if you don't like it' 
 
 He bound her to that promise, but the 
 work was more engrossing than ever in the 
 sitting-room. One day, when he entered
 
 THE CHANGE IN DENISE loi 
 
 abruptly from his room, she huddled the 
 work up in her lap with a cry of alarm, and 
 laughingly begged him to go back to his den 
 again only for one minute. What on earth 
 was she at now ? he wondered. 
 
 She astonished him one night, when they 
 were sitting before the fire, by opening the 
 subject of divorce, after a little interval of 
 silence, and quite irrelevantly to the matter 
 they had been discussing. 
 
 ' I don't think a woman ought ever to give 
 up the hope of reclaiming a husband who has 
 left her. For her children's sake,' she added, 
 by way of explanation, as Thrale made no 
 response to the proposition. 
 
 ' But if she have no children ?' suggested he. 
 
 She made no answer to that, and he 
 promptly turned the subject. 
 
 Yet it recurred to his mind more than 
 once, and he wondered what she could have 
 been revolving in her little head before she
 
 102 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 made the observation. It was not long- 
 before he found the clue to that and other 
 little mysteries which had puzzled him in the 
 past five or six days. 
 
 Needing a pair of scissors to cut out an 
 extract, he went one morning into the next 
 room to borrow them from Denise. She had 
 just left the room to give orders to her land- 
 lady about dinner ; so, finding no one there, 
 Thrale lifted the lid of the work-table to help 
 himself. 
 
 ' What in the name of wonder can this be?' 
 he asked himself, taking up a very diminutive 
 garment in cambric. For a moment he 
 thought that Denise must be dressing a doll 
 for her landlady's child ; and then light 
 suddenly flashed upon his clouded masculine 
 mind, the thing being too big for a doll — it 
 was for a baby.
 
 CHAPTER XXIV. 
 
 DENISE PLAYS HER CARD. 
 
 That look of concentration and energy of 
 purpose in Denise's face was not without 
 significant result. When business again took 
 Thrale to the City, she profited by his absence 
 to find her way to Lincoln's Inn. There she 
 was fortunate enough to find Mr. Play fair. 
 
 ' I am most happy to see you, madam,' said 
 the little lawyer when Denise was seated in 
 his sanctum. ' For the past fortnight we 
 have been endeavouring by every possible 
 means to learn your address ' 
 
 * Does my husband want to see me!^' asked 
 Denise eagerly.
 
 I04 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ' No, madam ; we have not had the 
 pleasure of receiving any communication 
 from Sir Henry ; but, in justice to our client, 
 we are most anxious to conclude this affair 
 in the manner he desired. In fact, we feel 
 hardly justified in making any definite dis- 
 position of his estate until your claim is 
 settled, either ' (ticking the points off on his 
 thumb and forefinger) ' by your signed agree- 
 ment to renounce all pecuniary indemnity — 
 the verbal intimation conveyed to us by our 
 Mr. Benson — or by fixing a reasonable 
 estimate in round figures of the maintenance 
 to which you feel yourself entitled.' 
 
 ' I want to settle that question personally 
 with my husband.' 
 
 ' That, madam, I fear, is quite out of the 
 question.' 
 
 * I mus^ see him. There are grave reasons 
 — reasons which he is unaware of.' 
 
 ' I shall be happy to represent them to our
 
 DENISE PLAYS HER CARD 105 
 
 client ; but I can offer you no hope that any 
 advice on our part will induce him to see you.' 
 
 Denise reflected for a moment or two, and 
 then, producing a letter she had written to 
 Harry, pouring out her soul with such fervid 
 eloquence as comes to the most simple at 
 such times in an appeal to him to return to 
 the right path, not for her sake, but for the 
 honour of the child which must bear his name, 
 she gave it to Mr. Play fair, and asked when 
 she might expect an answer. 
 
 • Well, I should say in about a week's time.' 
 
 'Then, he is not In England,' she said 
 sharply. 
 
 ' I make no admission. Lady Harding ; the 
 law is tedious, you know.' He displayed all 
 his false teeth In a smile intended to charm 
 her thoughts from that admission he had 
 made. * And even if our client were in the 
 next street, I could not undertake to obtain 
 his answer to this important letter without
 
 io6 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 due consideration. I promise you this : it 
 shall be forwarded without delay, and if you 
 will kindly give me your address ' 
 
 ' No ; I will come again next Monday,' 
 said Denise, and then, though Mr. Playfair 
 made a movement as if to close the interview, 
 she sat thinking hard for a minute or two. 
 She was no longer a girl ; she was a woman, 
 and with the probability of becoming a 
 mother, she felt she must be very careful 
 about worldly things, and do nothing foolish. 
 
 ' Have you sold Harding Court ?' she 
 asked presently. 
 
 ' Not yet. We are pushing the matter 
 forward, however. Our surveyors have sent 
 in their report ; an inventory has been made 
 of all the furniture and effects in the house, 
 and we have arrived at an approximate valua- 
 tion of the estate.' 
 
 ' Will you please tell me how much the 
 Court, with all that it contains, is valued at ?'
 
 DENISE PLAYS HER CARD 107 
 
 * I think I may give yo2i that information, 
 although it is scarcely regular. With the 
 home-farm, park, house, furniture and effects, 
 the value may roughly be set down at fifty 
 thousand pounds.' 
 
 ' How much does he possess besides that ?' 
 asked Denise, after a moment's reflection. 
 
 'Really, madam,' remonstrated Mr. Playfair, 
 * I must decline to answer that question. I 
 have already overstepped, I fear, the limits 
 imposed by professional confidence. If I can 
 
 serve you in any other way ' He laid his 
 
 hand upon the door-handle. 
 
 Denise rose, considered well whether she 
 had said all that she intended to say, and 
 then, promising to call the following Monday 
 for the reply to her letter, went her way. 
 
 That earnest, passionate letter, written 
 carefully after so much forethought and 
 mental conflict, came duly into the General's 
 hands, was read by him in the smoking of
 
 io8 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 one cigarette, and answered in the smoking 
 of the next. 
 
 And so, when Denise came again to 
 Lincoln's Inn, Mr. Playfair was enabled to 
 tell her that his client had written to acknow- 
 ledge the receipt of her letter, and inform him 
 that, as it contained nothing to change Sir 
 Henry's views or call for further considera- 
 tion, he must beg that the negotiation should 
 be closed without further waste of time in 
 unnecessary correspondence. 
 
 She was not unprepared for this answer, 
 but its cold cruelty shocked her and stirred 
 up all the bitter resentment of which her 
 sweet nature was capable. That she should 
 have knelt at the feet of this man, who had 
 proved himself so heardess and wicked, that 
 she should have broken down her pride, 
 obliterated the memory of the wrongs she 
 had endured, overcome her self- respect, 
 humbled herself in the dust as if she were
 
 DENISE PLAYS HER CARD 109 
 
 craving- pardon for herself rather than opening 
 a way for his redemption, and for this 
 unmanly and inhuman wretch, whose debased 
 soul was dead to honour, to duty, to purity — 
 dead even to the tenderest appeal in nature, 
 the voice of his own child ! Oh, it was 
 shameful and degrading ! 
 
 With these thoughts surging upwards for 
 utterance, she would not trust herself to speak 
 after the lawyer had delivered his heartless 
 message, but sat with bent head and lips 
 tightly pressed, as if to repress the words that 
 must betray her husband's dishonour, whilst 
 he sorted his papers noiselessly, regarding 
 her from the corner of his eye. 
 
 ' I think,' he observed quietly, after a 
 time, and still fingering his papers — ' I think 
 we must take this letter as final. Lady Hard- 
 ing, the ultimate decision on our client's part.' 
 
 Denise drew a long sigh as she raised her 
 head and turned to the lawyer.
 
 no THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ' Yes, yes,' said she ; ' I have done all that 
 I will — all that I can do.' 
 
 ' In that case,' said he with alacrity, taking 
 a dip of ink and flourishing his quill over a 
 quire of foolscap, ' we may be able to settle 
 at once the question between us.' 
 
 * Yes ; I have made up my mind how 
 much I must have.' 
 
 ' I am most delighted to hear it. Now,' 
 taking another dip and another flourish, 'now, 
 what shall we say, in round figures ?' 
 
 ' Fifty thousand pounds,' replied Denise 
 without hesitation. 
 
 The roundness of these figures took Mr. 
 Playfair's breath away. 
 
 ' You are not speaking seriously, madam, 
 surely. Perhaps, under the influence of 
 momentary irritation, you are disposed to 
 assess your claim at a higher figure than you 
 would upon calmer consideration.' 
 
 ' No ; I have been thinking about it all
 
 DENISE PLAYS HER CARD iii 
 
 the week, and that is the sum I de- 
 mand' 
 
 ' But fifty thousand pounds, my dear Lady 
 Harding, think ! It's an enormous sum of 
 money.' 
 
 ' I'm very sorry,' said Denise — and she 
 really seemed to regret the pain she was 
 giving the little gentleman — ' very sorry 
 indeed ; but I could not possibly do with 
 less.' 
 
 Mr. Playfair laid down his pen and joined 
 his thumbs, reflectively shaking his head. 
 Denise wore the plain hat and coat she had 
 bought as being more suitable to her present 
 condition than the rich fur-trimmed mantle 
 and bonnet in which she had left the Court. 
 Why such a plain little person could not do 
 with less than this sum perplexed him. 
 
 ' Have you considered that the interest 
 upon this sum at fivQ per cent, gives an 
 annual income of two thousand five hundred
 
 112 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 pounds? Now, allowing for your position 
 and the cost of living, do not you think 
 you might make, say, a thousand a year 
 do ? That would be a sum down of twenty 
 thousand ' 
 
 * Oh no ; I couldn't possibly do with any- 
 thing less !' 
 
 ' Well, madam, you must allow me to com- 
 municate again with our client, for, although 
 I am instructed to close with any reason- 
 able demand, I should not feel justified In 
 settling the case at such a cost as you 
 indicate.' 
 
 ' Then, what am I to do ?' asked Denise. 
 
 ' In the first place, you must allow us 
 another week to obtain instructions from our 
 client, and then, if his reply proves unsatis- 
 factory, I should advise you to take the 
 advice of a solicitor.' 
 
 Denise rose, thanking Mr. Playfair, and 
 promised to act upon his advice.
 
 DENISE PLAYS HER CARD 113 
 
 The next letter from Harding's solicitor 
 that fell into the General's hand drew a long 
 whistle from his lips. 
 
 * Fifty thousand! Why, that's about half 
 the estate. Greedy little beggar ! Fifty 
 thou. — a modest demand, upon my word, 
 Madame Denise ! Well,' thought he, after 
 a restorative nip of cognac, ' I don't blame 
 her for feathering her nest, and I don't think 
 I begrudge it her, either, for she deserves 
 her share in the plucking of the pigeon.' 
 
 VOL. II. 22
 
 CHAPTER XXV. 
 
 MONTE CARLO. 
 
 Denise astonished Thrale one Monday 
 evening at the close of the month by asking 
 if he knew of any solicitor in their neighbour- 
 hood. 
 
 ' A solicitor, Denise ?' he exclaimed. 
 * Why, what scheme are you working out 
 now in that busy little brain of yours i^' 
 
 ' I want to buy Harding Court, that's all. 
 Only I don't see how I am to buy it myself.' 
 
 * I should think not. First of all, you have 
 to find the money.' 
 
 ' I've got that, dear,' said she, with a 
 triumphant little nod ; and, opening her
 
 MONTE CARLO 115 
 
 purse, she drew out the cheque she had 
 received that morning from Mr. Play fair. 
 
 Thrale examined it with increased amaze- 
 ment. 
 
 ' Why, when did you receive this, and who 
 gave it you ?' he asked. 
 
 Then she told him of the steps she had 
 taken, which she had concealed from him 
 at first from motives of delicacy — the cause 
 was now no longer a secret between them — 
 and afterwards from the fear that it might 
 come to nothing, and so create solicitude on 
 his part without reason. 
 
 ' But it was all settled this morning,' she 
 said in conclusion ; ' and when I told Mr. 
 Play fair what I intended to do with the 
 money, he said he should be happy to 
 negotiate — that's the word — negotiate with 
 my solicitor.' 
 
 * You wonderful little woman !' said he, 
 regarding her with warm admiration, for his
 
 ii6 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 imagination readily supplied the details in 
 this transaction which she, from modesty, 
 suppressed. * And what are you going to do 
 with the Court when it's bought ?* 
 
 ' Of course I don't think of living there ; 
 that would be foolish. And, oh, I wouldn't 
 change this little home for that great house, 
 
 not for all the riches in the world, unless ' 
 
 she paused, twisting her fingers within each 
 other, as was her habit when uneasy specula- 
 tions came into her mind. 
 
 * I know,' he said, waiving the subject. 
 ' Do you know how much the Court will cost.'*' 
 
 * All that, I think — fifty thousand pounds !' 
 He nodded, and was silent in thought. 
 
 * Not alone,' she continued, reverting to 
 her former train of thought — ' nor even with 
 my dear brother — I couldn't live there. It 
 isn't for myself, dear. But I thought that if 
 anything happened to me it would be a pro- 
 vision for the — the litde one. And I thought
 
 MONTE CARLO 117 
 
 that I ought to do this when he showed so 
 clearly that he had no care at all what became 
 of either of us. And I thought,' she pro- 
 ceeded, with a little wavering in her voice, 
 * that, if it should be a son, it would encourage 
 him to work very hard and make a fortune, 
 thinking the Court would be his ; and one day 
 he might go to live there, and win every- 
 body's love, and restore the honour of the 
 family that has flourished there so long.' 
 
 Thrale saw the tears of pride, and hope, 
 and joy, springing in her eyes, but dimly, for 
 the moisture gathered in his own, his heart 
 being touched with love and sympathy. 
 
 * It will cost a good deal to keep up,' he 
 said huskily, to turn the subject. 
 
 ' I have thought of that, Bernard,' she 
 said, her newly-born business instinct pricking 
 into activity. ' Evans, who rents the ten- 
 acre farm, offered quite a great deal — I think 
 it was a hundred and fifty a year — for the
 
 ii8 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 home-farm, which joins on, you know. And 
 I should say that would pay for repairs and 
 things.' 
 
 Thrale nodded. 
 
 ' I'll hunt up a solicitor to-morrow,' said he. 
 
 ' You see, dear,' said Denise, after a pause, 
 drawing a little nearer to him, and laying her 
 hand on his arm, ' there's no knowing what 
 may happen. Perhaps, if he ' — she could not 
 bring herself to name her husband otherwise 
 — 'if he is led away by bad people, and 
 spends all his money, and is deserted by 
 them, he may one day be glad to come back 
 to us.' 
 
 'That is not unlikely,' said Thrale; and 
 then they both looked into the fire in silence 
 and thought. 
 
 He knew well enough now that this noble 
 little lady by his side could never be nearer 
 to him than now — a sister, and no more. 
 He had been a fool to dream anything other,
 
 MONTE CARLO 119 
 
 and had wronged her devotion and steadfast, 
 clear-sighted conscience by conceiving that 
 she would ever give up the hope of reclaim- 
 ing her husband. And already she foresaw 
 the inevitable end — the return of the ruined 
 blackguard whining for mercy ; and she 
 would show mercy who had received none 
 and be generous and self-sacrificing to the 
 very end. 
 
 Could nothing be done to help this brave 
 little woman — to ameliorate her fate by only 
 one degree ? Must Harding sink to the 
 lowest depth of infamy before he could be 
 taken back by his wife ? If he could only 
 now be set upon his legs, morally, the case 
 would not be so wretchedly hopeless. Thrale 
 thought that if he could only get hold of him 
 for an hour he might yet do something with 
 
 him. ' If it were only to give him a d d 
 
 good parting kick, it would be something ! 
 thought he, shoving out his lower jaw.
 
 I20 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 * You've never had a word from that old 
 rascal Gordon, I suppose ?' he said at 
 length. 
 
 Denise shook her head. 
 
 * Don't know where he is to be found ?' 
 
 * I — I think he said he was going to Monte 
 Carlo.' 
 
 ' That's it !' said Thrale, slapping his knee. 
 * I warrant he's there gambling with some- 
 body else's money. You told me, I think, 
 that it took a week to get a reply to your 
 letter.' 
 
 ' Yes, dear. Why ?' 
 
 ' If the General's at Monte Carlo, I feel 
 pretty sure he's got Harding with him.' 
 
 ' But he slipped away in the General's 
 absence.' 
 
 ' Never mind about that. It's just possible 
 the old man found him again. Any way, it 
 might be worth while finding out.' 
 
 * Would it be of any use to write to him at
 
 MONTE CARLO 121 
 
 Monte Carlo, with the chance of the letter 
 reaching him ?' 
 
 * None at all, I should say,' answered 
 Thrale, knowing that if the General were 
 there with Harding any intimation of their 
 suspicions would only cause him to decamp 
 at once. 
 
 ' Do you think, dear, I ought to go there ?' 
 Denise asked, when she had overcome the 
 repugnance w^hich she felt at the first prospect 
 of such an expedition. 
 
 ' No. It's a forlorn hope at the best — the 
 barest chance of taking them by surprise and 
 matching craft by craft — an enterprise which 
 I could not suffer you to undertake, even if 
 there were a reasonable hope of succeeding. 
 You have done enough in all conscience — 
 more than enough ; it's my turn to do some- 
 thing.' 
 
 ' It would take time and cost a great deal, 
 wouldn't it, dear ?'
 
 122 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 * Not more than we can afford. Less than 
 we would give for the peace of mind it would 
 yield us to feel that we had left no stone 
 unturned. And if even at the eleventh hour 
 we could rescue him ' 
 
 ' Oh, if we could !' 
 
 ' We will think about it, Denise ; a day or 
 two's delay can make no difference.' 
 
 She took his hand and held it, pressing it 
 gently, in recognition of his dear brotherly 
 love, for she knew that he had made up his 
 mind to go before he allowed himself to 
 suggest the possibility. 
 
 On Wednesday he started for the Riviera, 
 with all his travelling requisites in a hand-bag 
 that was already half filled with the manu- 
 scripts he took to read on the journey. At 
 the last moment Denise put a letter in his 
 hand, saying it was the only part she could 
 take in the Forlorn Hope. To his surprise,
 
 MONTE CARLO 123 
 
 Thrale found that it was addressed, not to 
 her husband, but to the General. Personal 
 inquisitiveness was the least attribute of his 
 nature, yet Thrale w^ondered more than once 
 what argument Denise could bring to bear 
 upon the time-serving old scamp. 
 
 Recollecting several instances of her reti- 
 cence with regard to him, her invariable 
 silence when he had expressed his opinion 
 in outspoken terms upon the General's shifty 
 and untrustworthy character, he was disposed 
 to think that she still believed him to be a 
 gentleman, and her friend. Was this an 
 appeal to his friendship in the name of her 
 dead father ? he asked himself Probably it 
 was. 
 
 About five o'clock on Friday afternoon he 
 arrived at Monte Carlo. Leaving the Casino 
 and the great hotels behind him, he worked 
 his way towards Monaco till he found a 
 hotel more in harmony with his limited
 
 124 l^HE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 resources. There he took a room, and, 
 having refreshed himself with a wash and a 
 fairly good dinner, he set out for the Casino 
 with such feelings as many another ex- 
 periences whose fate may be decided by the 
 chances of that establishment. 
 
 A train from Nice was just in, and a crowd 
 of visitors were streaming in by the broad 
 steps. He joined them ; left his hat and 
 overcoat in the cloak-room, obtained a card 
 of entrance to the gaming-rooms at the office 
 opposite, and passed into the spacious atrium. 
 A compact crowd waited at the entrance to 
 the Salle de Theatre ; a scattered throng of 
 well - dressed men, with a sprinkling of 
 over - dressed women, were sauntering up 
 and down. 
 
 Thrale ran his eye over the crowd with 
 little expectation of finding either the General 
 or Harding there, and made his way to 
 the gaming - room. At the entrance he
 
 MONTE CARLO 
 
 125 
 
 asked the man who inspected his entrance 
 card if he had seen General Gordon enter, 
 on the chance of his being a well-known 
 habitu6. 
 
 * General Gordon,' repeated the man re- 
 flectively ; and then, with a shrug and an 
 amicable smile, he added : ' Mon Dieu I II 
 y a tant des Generals.' 
 
 It was a busy night at the Casino ; the 
 players stood four deep round the roulette- 
 tables ; the hot atmosphere was charged with 
 an odour peculiar to these rooms — the smell 
 of greasy bank-notes, cosmetiques, and stale 
 scents. Above the hushed murmur of the 
 crowds rose the metallic click of gold and 
 silver under the croupiers' rakes, the rattle 
 of the ivory ball in the roulette, and the 
 monotonous call of the chefs, ' Faites vos 
 jeux, messieurs ; rien ne va plus,' and the 
 numbers which disposed of a fortune at each 
 coup.
 
 126 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 Thrale took the tables systematically, scan- 
 ning carefully the serried faces of the players 
 that surrounded one, and then passing on to 
 the next. It took him over an hour to get 
 through the roulette-rooms. Coming to the 
 Grande Salle, where trente-et-quarante alone 
 is played, the task became easier, the players 
 being comparatively few ; yet here it was 
 easy to overlook even a well-known face 
 amongst the continually shifting outer ranks of 
 players, and it was difficult to get a fair view 
 of those seated at the table. Indeed, he had 
 come to the last table, and in despair was 
 thinking of going back to the roulette-rooms 
 and beginning all over again, when he heard 
 a well-known voice just in front of him say 
 ' Assure,' and, craning forward, he recognised 
 the General's long, hooked nose and white 
 moustache as he pushed a piece across to the 
 croupier. 
 
 Thrale drew a long breath, and, working
 
 MONTE CARLO 127 
 
 his way to the opposite side of the table, 
 found a better point of observation. It was 
 he, the General, beyond a doubt, and looking 
 remarkably well, his dark hair lustrous with 
 health and hairwash, his white moustache 
 looking more princely now for a Russian 
 twirl. He was in correct evening dress, and 
 a superb diamond glittered upon his finger. 
 Piles of five-louis pieces served as paper- 
 weights to a couple of bulky packets of notes, 
 and he had a gold pin to prick off results 
 upon his card. The coolness with which he 
 saw his five notes of a thousand francs raked 
 into the bank three times in succession was 
 only equalled by the indifference with which 
 he added twenty notes of the same value to 
 his stock on the fourth coup. He was in 
 fine fettle, magnificent, and Thrale, in despite 
 of himself, could not help admiring the old 
 vagabond. 
 
 But where was his pigeon, Harding, who
 
 128 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 must, at least, have given the needy General 
 the means of starting upon this royal road ? 
 Thrale examined every face at the table with 
 scrupulous care, and then, having no anxiety 
 with regard to finding the General again, 
 left him, and passed the other tables under 
 review. 
 
 ' He'll never look as he did,' thought he 
 with a pang ; but he could find no man that 
 bore any resemblance to Harding, nor any 
 woman that looked like Liz. 
 
 So at length, giving up his quest, he went 
 back and kept his eye on the General. A 
 little after ten the General looked at his 
 watch, put up his notes and card in a case, 
 slipped the gold in his pocket, and rose from 
 the table. With his thumbs in his waistcoat 
 pockets, his head well up, and an amiable 
 eye for the handsome women in his passage, 
 the General was sauntering towards the 
 entrance, when Thrale, coming to his side,
 
 MONTE CARLO 129 
 
 his square, protruding chin well in evidence, 
 said : 
 
 'Good-evening, General.' 
 
 The General, pulling up sharply with a 
 kind of who-the-deuce-are-you look, faced 
 Thrale for a moment, and then, recognising 
 him, took his hand, held it stiffly, drawing 
 back as if to show all the world that he 
 was not ashamed to acknowledge a friend, 
 however humble, and gave it two hearty 
 shakes, saying in his deepest and chestiest 
 voice : 
 
 ' My dear boy ! This is indeed an un- 
 expected delight, and an ample compensa- 
 tion for a deuced bad night. But whoever 
 expected to see you here? I thought you 
 gentlemen of the press, whilst very careful 
 to give the latest betting at Newmarket, 
 usually condemn this honest establishment as 
 a sink of iniquity.' 
 
 ' Our practice, General, usually runs counter 
 
 VOL. II. 2;
 
 130 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 to our theory,' observed Thrale, who was 
 prepared to make himself agreeable — to de- 
 scend, In fact, to the most Jesuitical expedient 
 for the sake of Denise.
 
 CHAPTER XXVI. 
 
 THE GENERAL FINESSES. 
 
 ' Where are you staying, my dear chappie ?' 
 asked the General, taking Thrale's arm as 
 they descended the Casino steps. 
 
 * Hotel du Midi.' 
 
 ' Hotel du Midi ! That's odd. / know it 
 well. Alone ?' 
 'Yes.' 
 
 * No engagement to-night ?' 
 
 * None.' 
 
 * Then you must consider yourself my 
 prisoner.' 
 
 ' Willingly.' 
 
 Thrale did not intend to lose sight of the
 
 132 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 General if he could help it until he had 
 solved the question that had brought him 
 so far. 
 
 * I am staying at the Hotel de Paris, just 
 across the place there. The charges are 
 stiffish, you know ; but it's exceedingly con- 
 venient, and the chef is a cordon bleu. We 
 will have a nice little supper, and then, with 
 a cigar on the terrace, afterwards we can talk 
 over certain matters that are the fly in my 
 pot of precious ointment. We won't spoil 
 our appetite by discussing serious subjects 
 now. So you've been saying at the Hotel 
 du Midi, dear boy ?' 
 
 * I arrived this afternoon.' 
 
 'Oh, oh!' thought the General — 'didn't 
 lose much time in hunting me up. I see 
 your game. What a strange thing !' said he 
 at the same time. ' That's the very place I 
 pitched upon when I first arrived. To tell 
 you the truth, dear boy ' — dropping his voice
 
 THE GENERAL FINESSES 133 
 
 to a whisper — ' I was in a fearsome pickle. 
 Hadn't ten pounds to change at the bureau, 
 I give you my word, and that wasn't my 
 own. You see, that poor miserable beggar 
 had made me paymaster, and when he eloped 
 he left a balance of about twenty pounds In 
 my hands. Half of that went in hunting 
 about for him in London and getting here. 
 With the remainder I began punting five- 
 franc pieces at roulette — a detestable, de- 
 grading business — dirty little shopkeepers, 
 fat Jewesses, seedy riff-raff of all sorts, reach- 
 ing over your head, breathing garlic into 
 your face, scrambling for their money like 
 dogs for a bone, quarrelling, pilfering, and 
 
 smelling Pah ! Well, I had to put up 
 
 with that. Couldn't afford to go in for a 
 system, you know — you understand the 
 
 tables ' 
 
 ' Not a bit,' replied Thrale In a tone that 
 Implied 'and I don't want to.'
 
 134 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ' Ah, ah !' thought the General. ' Obviously 
 he hasn't come here to play. All right !' And 
 he said : ' Nearly all are forms of the Martin- 
 gale ; but I dared not venture even on the 
 *' Simple Philibert," so I played on zero.' 
 
 ^What's that?' 
 
 ' Simplest thing in the world, dear boy ! 
 The roulette is divided into thirty-seven 
 compartments, each numbered from zero up- 
 wards. The ball is bound to fall into one of 
 those holes. On an average the ball falls 
 into zero every thirty-seventh coup. Then 
 the bank has to pay the winner thirty-six 
 pieces for every one he has on — see ? My 
 plan was to wait until the twentieth coup 
 after zero had won. The ball may tumble in 
 the very first time, in which you make a clear 
 profit of thirty-five pieces. If it doesn't you 
 lose your piece and stake another, and so on 
 until it does win. Beginning at twenty, it is 
 exceedingly rare that you can lose thirty
 
 THE GENERAL FINESSES 135 
 
 times before zero wins ; but if you do, your 
 gain is still six pieces. As I tell you, I began 
 with a single piece of five francs ; but I was 
 lucky, and at the end of the week I could 
 afford to put on four at each time, and so I 
 crept on until a week ago, when I was in a 
 position to turn my back on that perspiring 
 crowd of little punters, and go into the re- 
 spectable rooms and play in the society of 
 gentlemen. And now, dear chappie, I've got 
 
 hold of a system Well, you shall know 
 
 all about it presently. Here we are.' 
 
 The hall porter flung the doors open on 
 seeing the General and Thrale, another 
 attendant came forward to take their hats 
 and coats, while a third brought some letters 
 from the bureau for M. le General. 
 
 ' I wager three out of these five are begging 
 letters. Will you take me, dear boy ?' asked 
 the General, offering the unopened letters. 
 * Not on — wise on your part — you've no idea
 
 136 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 what a lot of that sort of thing goes on here. 
 Oh, Jules,' presenting the letters — of which 
 one, as he perceived, was actually from Liz — 
 and turning to the hall porter, * you will send 
 up to the Hotel du Midi for Mr. Thrale's 
 luggage — arrange the affair — and if the room 
 next to mine is unoccupied, Mr. Thrale will 
 use it while he is my guest.' 
 
 * The orders of M. le General shall be 
 obeyed.' 
 
 Thrale submitted to this arranofement : not 
 that he had any hope now of finding Harding 
 here. Indeed, so completely had the General's 
 unconstrained behaviour disarmed him, that 
 he began to think the old fellow was playing 
 honestly for once in his life. He was never 
 more in error. 
 
 With the nice refinement of a man who 
 respects a delicate repast, the General avoided 
 the discussion of lengthy topics, serious 
 matter, and even the all-engrossing theme at
 
 THE GENERAL FINESSES 137 
 
 Monte Carlo — rouge-et-noIr — during supper. 
 Drawing out his companion, as much as it 
 was possible with one so moody, taciturn, 
 and hard to draw as Thrale, he kept up a 
 running conversation, seasoned with plea- 
 santries, upon such trifles as harmonized 
 with the light dishes and the sparkling wine. 
 
 It was only when they were seated in the 
 moonlight on the terrace, with a shaded lamp 
 that never flickered in the still air, lighting 
 the facets of a dozen cut caraffes and glasses 
 on the table between them, with the scent of 
 lemon-blossom and a thousand flowers float- 
 ing up from the gardens below, and with an 
 exquisite cigar in his lips, that the General, 
 expelling a cloud of smoke with a deep sigh, 
 said : 
 
 ' Now, old chappie, you must tell me what 
 you know about that poor beggar Harding, 
 and his dear, good little wife.' 
 
 ' I know nothing about him.'
 
 138 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ' I was afraid so. Do you know, dear boy, 
 it struck me just now that perhaps you had 
 come down here to look for him ?' 
 
 ' I have.' 
 
 ' No go/ said the General, with a melan- 
 choly shake of the head ; ' he knew / was 
 coming here.' 
 
 ' A suspicion of that fact led me to believe 
 he would be found at Monte Carlo,' replied 
 Thrale bluntly. 
 
 ' I wish your conclusions were justified, 
 with all my heart. There would be some 
 hope for the poor old Johnnie then. Why, 
 dear boy, I've seen men here hopelessly 
 entangled, tottering on the very edge of 
 social destruction, all for some pretty doll 
 with a painted face — mad, positively mad. 
 Well, they have gone Into the Casino, lost a 
 few thousands, and that's brought them to 
 their senses. Away goes the doll — and 
 they're cured.'
 
 THE GENERAL FINESSES 139 
 
 ' And they go back to their innocent wives/ 
 thought Thrale bitterly, ' and are forgiven ; 
 and one's the hero of a farcical comedy, and 
 the other the heroine of life's tragedy.' 
 
 ' Ah,' continued the General, * you moralists 
 magnify the small iniquities of this place, 
 which any sane man must see are not a patch 
 upon the rascality connected with your sacred 
 turf, nor one-thousandth part so destructive 
 to the general community, and you lose sight 
 altogether of the many advantages derived 
 from it by a deserving section of society.' 
 
 Saying this, the General thrust out his 
 legs, tilted back his chair, and, plunging his 
 hands into his pockets, turned over the thick, 
 heavy five-louis pieces lovingly.
 
 CHAPTER XXVII. 
 
 ANOTHER TRICK TO THE GENERAL. 
 
 ' It has occurred to me,' said the General to 
 Thrale, when they met the next morning at 
 breakfast, ' that if Harding is here we ought 
 to find his name in the visitors' Hsts.' He 
 broke off to order a waiter to fetch all 
 the local papers in. ' When I am at the 
 tables (and I do my two stances regularly) I 
 see nobody but the chef and the croupiers, so 
 it's not impossible that he is here.' 
 
 The gar^on brought about as many papers 
 as he could carry. 
 
 ' Good. Set them down there. Now 
 fetch me the Indicateur de la Riviera. That,'
 
 A TRICK TO THE GENERAL 141 
 
 he explained to Thrale, ' is a sort of directory 
 published every month, and comprises a list 
 of visitors at all the stations between Cannes 
 and Vintimille. We will go through the lot 
 methodically presently.' 
 
 And this colossal task he attacked after 
 breakfast with the greatest equanimity, and 
 certainly with less despondency than Thrale. 
 They found no Harding at Monte Carlo, but 
 the General spotted out a Miss Harding at 
 Villefranche, a Barclay Harding at Nice, a 
 Mrs. Harding and family and suite at Grasse. 
 
 ' I should try 'em all,' he said. ' There 
 are such lots of misprints in these papers. 
 But before you leave Monte Carlo I should 
 go to the Bureau de Police and make 
 inquiries. The hotels, you know, are com- 
 pelled to furnish exact lists of all visitors. 
 And then there's the Consul. I'll go with you 
 if you like — he's a capital sort of Johnnie, 
 and will do all he knows to help you.'
 
 142 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ' Thanks, I'll call on them,' replied Thrale 
 gloomily. * I won't trouble you to come ; I 
 shall do this ferreting quicker alone/ 
 
 ' If he's here, or anywhere near here, you 
 must find it out before we meet at lunch.' 
 
 Had there been the least prospect of 
 finding Harding, or of discovering treachery 
 on the General's part, Thrale would not have 
 scrupled to avail himself of Gordon's hospi- 
 tality. But he saw no ground for hope in any 
 direction. 
 
 'Thanks again,' said he; * but I don't 
 think you will see me again.' 
 
 ' Dear boy,' said the General impressively, 
 dropping his voice, ' permit me to take the 
 liberty of an old friend — how do you stand 
 for cash ?' 
 
 ' I've a hundred francs, that's all.' 
 
 * Thought so,' said the General to himself. 
 * Glad to hear it.' To Thrale he said, in the 
 same genial, earnest tone : ' My dear chappie,
 
 A TRICK TO THE GENERAL 143 
 
 you will lunch with me — twelve sharp. After 
 lunch we will go Into the Casino for just half 
 an hour.' 
 
 * I've no time to lose, nor money either,' 
 
 * I promise you shall lose neither. I 
 promise you that you shall win in three hours 
 more than any literary man can make in 
 three years. You shall return to England 
 with a fortune in your pocket ' 
 
 ' Or to hell, with such as you,' thought 
 Thrale, with some strange instinctive convic- 
 tion that this apparently harmless old rascal 
 was in truth a fiend possessed of the power 
 to ruin the souls of men and women. 
 
 ' I have a system,' pursued the General, 
 ' a kind of Martingale ' 
 
 That dispelled the uncanny illusion — if 
 illusion it was — and Thrale burst into laughter 
 at the fatuity of the General. 
 
 ' Why, you all have systems !' he cried. 
 ' And the Casino profits by them. Good
 
 144 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 heavens, General ! don't you know me a little 
 bit?' 
 
 ' More than you think, perhaps. Well, 
 dear boy, if you will not suffer me to do the 
 thing more delicately — allow me to offer you 
 this.' And with that he drew the stuffed 
 note-book from his breast-pocket and ex- 
 tended it to Thrale. 
 
 * Hang it, sir ! what are you thinking 
 about ?' asked Thrale, rising indignantly. 
 
 ' I am thinking, my dear fellow,' replied 
 the General, unmoved and as bland as before 
 — ' I am thinking that, with a hundred francs, 
 you can no more go to Villefranche, Cannes, 
 and Grasse, than you can fly to the moon in 
 search of Harding ; that, with a hundred 
 francs, your inquiries must come to an end in 
 less than a week.' 
 
 ' Then I must give up the search.' 
 
 'No,' said the General in a very low and 
 serious tone. ' No ; you can't do that if
 
 A TRICK TO THE GENERAL 145 
 
 you had — as I must suppose you had — good 
 reasons for believing that Harding is here- 
 abouts. You are bound to pocket your pride 
 — and this,' laying his hand upon the note- 
 case. ' Mr. Thrale, this search is undertaken, 
 not to save Harding, but to serve that poor 
 little wife he has forsaken.' As Thrale made 
 no response, he continued, after a pause : 
 ' You think I have no conscience.' 
 
 ' I won't flatter you by supposing you 
 overburdened in that particular.' 
 
 ^ No. Nevertheless, I have something 
 within me that serves the same purpose, call 
 it what you please — something that makes 
 me feel more or less satisfied with myself. I 
 don't feel satisfied with myself when I think 
 of Lady Harding.' He paused, leaning 
 forward and looking straight into Thrale's 
 eyes with consummate audacity. 
 
 * I don't exactly know what you could have 
 done for her,' Thrale observed. 
 
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 146 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 * It's all right,' thought the General ; 'she 
 has not let the cat out of the bag.' 
 
 'You might have tried to do something, 
 certainly,' added Thrale. 
 
 ' That is exactly what I feel, dear boy. I 
 might have stood by her until my twenty 
 pounds were all gone. What I should have 
 done after that heaven only knows. Certainly 
 I should not be in a position to offer her now 
 this little provision — and that is what my 
 roundabout journey ends in. Hear me out. 
 You told me last night that she is well, and 
 that you know where she is. Take these 
 notes, employ them as you think best in 
 hunting up that poor weak-kneed Harding, 
 or in supplying the personal wants of that 
 poor soul, his wife. I will not take a refusal,* 
 he pursued, as Thrale rose again with em- 
 phatic refusal in his look and gesture — 'at 
 any rate, you must give my offer considera- 
 tion. I shall expect to see you at lunch.'
 
 A TRICK TO THE GENERAL 147 
 
 'And if you do not see me,' answered 
 Thrale, ' you will know that no consideration 
 can induce me to take your money, even for 
 Lady Harding.' 
 
 The General felt that he had gone danger- 
 ously near overdoing it. ' A little more, and 
 he might have taken the money,' he reflected ; 
 ' but I was compelled to pitch it strong. He 
 is pretty sure to tell Denise all about this 
 interview ; she won't see through it. There's 
 no amount of generosity that a woman will 
 not credit you with if you give 'em a 
 fairly plausible reason for it. Keep her 
 in good temper — that's the main thing just 
 now.' 
 
 The General lunched alone ; he did not 
 expect for one moment to see Thrale again. 
 But he sent a note to him at the Hotel du 
 Midi, a/^er the last train had left Monte 
 Carlo for Paris, and when the gar^on brought 
 it back, with the information that Mr. Thrale
 
 148 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 was not there, he tipped the man a louis in 
 the fulness of his heart. 
 
 He took an early train to Mentone the 
 next morning, to look after his dovecote, as 
 he put it to himself, and make sure that his 
 pigeon was not flown.
 
 CHAPTER XXVIII. 
 
 TEMPTED OF THE DEVIL. 
 
 From the station at Garavan, the General 
 walked to the Villa Bella Vista, a beautiful 
 house surrounded by palms and citrons em- 
 bedded in flowers, garlanded with roses and 
 gorgeous creepers that twined to the upper- 
 most columns of the belvedere. It stood in 
 the furthermost corner of the Bay of Mentone, 
 where the stream that divides France from 
 Italy falls into the sea. The proprietor, 
 an English lady, having taken a disgust to 
 it after a very disastrous series at Monte 
 Carlo, had readily accepted Harding as her 
 tenant, handino- over her servants with the
 
 I50 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 rest of the chattels for the season, at a 
 reasonable price, with the stipulation that 
 the transaction should not be made known 
 to all the world by the visitors' list — a 
 stipulation which the General, who had 
 the arrangement of affairs, most righteously 
 observed. 
 
 The General liked exercise in moderation 
 and under agreeable conditions ; it steadied 
 his nerves for play ; and as he walked along 
 in the generous sunshine, with a sea of liquid 
 jewels on one hand, the olive-clad foot-hills 
 of the Alps on the other, and the white 
 campanile of Bella Vista just showing above 
 the palms and eucalyptus, he experienced 
 that feeling of good-will towards all men 
 which comes with self-contentment. 
 
 If he could not make everyone in the 
 world happy, it was only because his means 
 were limited by circumstances over which he 
 had no control. What he most dearly wished
 
 TEMPTED OF THE DEVIL 151 
 
 was to make poor Harding happy and com- 
 fortable in his present position — so happy 
 and comfortable that he could never wish to 
 change it for any other. That note from 
 Liz, written, doubtless, in a moment of 
 irritation, to which young women of her 
 class were only too subject, saying that she 
 could ' not abear it any longer,' and he must 
 come home and do something quick, did not 
 disquiet him greatly ; he felt so sure that, 
 with a little tact, he could do something to 
 make her life as happy as she wished. 
 
 There was a billiard-room in the belvedere. 
 The windows opening upon the arcade sur- 
 rounding it were thrown open to let in the 
 air, fragrant at this hour with heliotrope ; the 
 pure blue of sky and distant sea was panelled 
 in a frame of yellow roses and crimson passion- 
 flowers, twining together on the slender 
 columns of the arched way. Leaning on 
 his cue, his chin resting on his hands.
 
 152 
 
 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 Harding listlessly regarded Liz as she 
 screwed her pliant body about, in the en- 
 deavour to make a stroke that might hit 
 something. 
 
 ' Not that way, my dear.' said the General, 
 entering. ' You can't hope to hit a ball by 
 making a sort of knife-rest of your knuckles 
 in that style. Show her how to hold her 
 hand, Harding.' 
 
 Harding did as he was bid, setting his own 
 hand on the board in regular form ; and then, 
 finding that she could not copy, he drew near 
 lethargically, and bent her fingers to the 
 requisite position. At the touch of his hand, 
 the rich blood rushed up to the girl's temples, 
 and she glanced swiftly into his face, her 
 eyes twinkling, as if dazzled with their own 
 brightness. He, as heavy as lead, saw 
 nothing but the set of her fingers, and, 
 having done the best he could, he told her 
 phlegmatically to ' fire away.'
 
 TEMPTED OF THE DEVIL 153 
 
 Liz's cue, as might be expected, slid along 
 the side of the ball, and, with a cry of 
 vexation through her set teeth, she stamped 
 her foot upon the floor. 
 
 ' What a funny chappie you are !' remon- 
 strated the General. ' How can you expect 
 the girl to play if you don't show her how ? 
 She's standing right in front of her ball ; 
 slant her body round a bit' 
 
 Again Harding did as he was requested, 
 putting his hands upon the girl's w^aist and 
 shifting her position, all as if it were a tire- 
 some duty ; while she, crimson again to the 
 roots of her pretty hair, and quivering with 
 sensibility, bit her under-lip till it was white 
 as her little teeth. 
 
 'That's better,' said the General; and 
 he seated himself, with a rest in his 
 hand, to mark the score and keep the game 
 going. 
 
 He stayed to lunch with them, and w^as,
 
 154 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 as usual, very chatty and entertaining, re- 
 lating the latest incidents of the Casino and 
 the current scandal with an enviable lightness 
 of touch and good humour. After lunch he 
 took coffee with them on the terrace, and 
 when his cup was sipped and settled with a 
 glass of liqueur, he found it was time to catch 
 the train, and return to his beloved Monte 
 Carlo. 
 
 Leaving them and passing through the 
 salon, he deliberately laid his gloves on the 
 table ; then, descending to the garden, he 
 stood under the terrace and called up to 
 Liz : 
 
 * Will you see if I left my gloves in the 
 salon ?' said he, as the girl looked down from 
 above. 
 
 * Yes, here they are ; I will bring them 
 down,' she called, understanding now the 
 significant movement of his eyes as he bade 
 her good-bye.
 
 TEMPTED OF THE DEVIL 155 
 
 The General met her at the door, and, 
 linking his arm in hers, led her down the 
 path towards the gate. 
 
 ' Well, what is it, eh, my dear girl ?' he 
 asked, with paternal gentleness. 
 
 ' Why, you see what it is !' she answered 
 fiercely. ' He don't care for me a little bit — 
 he never alters — and I — I — well, I can't bear 
 it any longer !' 
 
 * Hum ; case of Pygmalion and Galatea 
 reversed.' 
 
 ' It's no good talking to me about people I 
 don't know !' 
 
 ' Pygmalion was a sculptor — a man who 
 made images,' he said, bringing himself down 
 to her level. ' And one of these images was 
 life-size and uncommonly good-looking, like 
 you, my dear, and this Johnnie falls madly in 
 love with her ' 
 
 * Yes, that's it !' she cried, comprehending 
 the parable. ' It's just like loving and loving
 
 156 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 a dead thing. Oh, it's maddening ! What 
 became of the gentleman ?' 
 
 * He would have gone mad, only he found 
 means to put warmth and life into the image, 
 and then it was all right, you know.' 
 
 Liz looked puzzled, taking the case literally, 
 as a fact of to-day. 
 
 * I've done all I know,' she said presently. 
 ' I never cross him. If I can think of any- 
 thing to amuse him, I fetch it. What else 
 can I do ?' 
 
 The General cast a sidelong glance at her, 
 raising his eyebrows, and, as that failed to 
 awake her intelligence, he said : 
 
 ' My dear, if he won't make love to you, 
 you must make love to him.' 
 
 Liz regarded him in perplexity for a 
 moment ; then, his meaning becoming sud- 
 denly intelligible, she snatched her arm away, 
 and turned her back on him. The General 
 struck a vesta, lit his cigar, and, seeing by a
 
 TEMPTED OF THE DEVIL 157 
 
 glance over his shoulder that the girl had 
 seated herself on a marble bench with her 
 shoulder turned towards him, he left her to 
 come to her senses, and marched on with a 
 light heart to the station. 
 
 Finding him gone, Liz began to hope she 
 had not offended him ; for, after all, there 
 was no great harm in what he said, only for 
 the moment it had offended her pride. She 
 had seen ladies carrying flirtations to desperate 
 lengths, and if it was not wrong in them, why 
 should it be wrong in her ? Servants and 
 ladies were women all the same. The 
 General had spoken in a friendly way. He 
 was very clever, and, somehow, whatever he 
 did or advised always turned out right in the 
 end. And if it turned Sir Harry from a 
 stone-cold image, like, into a loving man, 
 and put feeling into his heart, would he not 
 be happier and better for it ? Oh, for that — 
 to make him loving, and cheerful, and natural
 
 158 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 — she would do anything, anything, anything! 
 With these thoughts stirring her blood like 
 strong drink, she started up from her seat 
 and hurried into the house. But before 
 going on to the terrace, she stayed a minute 
 in the salon to overcome the giddiness of 
 this intoxicating passion, and moderate the 
 beating of her heart. Then, before her 
 resolution could fail, she stepped out upon 
 the terrace, to find Harding, with his 
 head sunk in his shoulders, asleep in his 
 chair. 
 
 She seated herself silently opposite to him, 
 and leaning forward, her elbows on her 
 knees, and her damp hands glued together, 
 she wondered what it was she loved ; why 
 such a passion had sprung out of her com- 
 passion for this man. When he lay helpless 
 and broken down in his bed he was interest- 
 ing, but now he was a mere log, and, with 
 his mouth agape and his cheeks scored with
 
 TEMPTED OF THE DEVIL 159 
 
 dull care, not even commonly good-looking. 
 Liz had had a score of sweethearts in her 
 time — good-looking, cheerful fellows, most ; 
 yet she had never felt for one of them one 
 particle of the passion that throbbed so wildly 
 in her bosom now. Many a gentleman 
 visitor had made her presents, squeezed 
 her hand on stairs, kissed her in passages, 
 and even written to her. She had only to 
 glance at any man to make a fool of him. 
 Yet, beyond the mere triumph of making her 
 fellow-servants laugh at the expense of these 
 * silly fools,' she had never cared whether she 
 excited their admiration or not ; but now here 
 was she ready to lay down her very life for 
 this one who had never shown a sign of love 
 for her. Maybe that was the secret spring 
 of her passion, his indifference provoking 
 that craving for the unattainable which is 
 inherent in our nature. 
 
 Suddenly, Harding's head falling back, he
 
 i6o THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 awoke with a snort, and, rubbing his eyes, he 
 looked stupidly about him. 
 
 ' Anything at the theatre to-night, Liz ?' 
 he asked presently, yawning. 
 
 * '' Madame Favart," ' she answered, her 
 resolution failing utterly under these dis- 
 couraging conditions. 
 
 ' Seen it a dozen times. Let's go for a 
 drive ' — standing up and stretching himself — 
 * a good long un. I'll go and see about the 
 carriage while you put on your bonnet. 
 Order dinner as late as possible, that's a 
 good girl.' 
 
 He hated the evenings and the long 
 nights, when there was nothing to distract his 
 thoughts ; when, do what he might — pace 
 the room, plunge his head in cold water, 
 smoke, lie which side he would — back would 
 come the past with its tormenting suggestions 
 of what might have been had he only done 
 this or that to keep his wife's love from
 
 TEMPTED OF THE DEVIL i6i 
 
 straying. For she had loved him, he knew 
 that, before they came back from their honey- 
 moon, and fell in again with that cursed false 
 friend. 
 
 They drove to Vintimille and back ; but 
 somehow Liz failed to find courage to execute 
 her project — it may have been the necessity 
 of effort that chilled her. And after dinner 
 they strolled along the sea-front, Harding 
 making the moonlight and the citron-scented 
 air a pretext for escaping yet another hour 
 the horror of retrospection, and yet Liz could 
 not summon the hardihood to put her 
 thoughts into words, her purpose into action ; 
 only, when they said good-night in the vesti- 
 bule, she retained his hand for a moment 
 after he would have withdrawn it, looking 
 into his eyes with such fervour in hers that 
 he could no longer ignore their testimony. 
 She ran away from him with a little hysterical 
 laugh, and he looked after her with a curious 
 
 VOL. II. 2=;
 
 1 62 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 awakening of his senses; he noticed the swish 
 of her white-frilled petticoat and the twinkle 
 of her pretty feet as she ran upstairs, and 
 when she reached the landing, he saw her turn 
 boldly round and wait there with a significant 
 smile in her face. He nodded awkwardly, 
 like a boy, and went out Into the garden. 
 
 He paced the alleys, thinking now not of 
 the past and its possibilities, but of the 
 present and its facts. Liz was in love with 
 him — him of all men on the earth ! This, 
 then, was the explanation of many a linger- 
 ing look and trembling touch that he had 
 attributed to sympathy and pity. She cared 
 for him in another way, and now some new 
 sentiment with regard to her seemed spring- 
 ing in his breast — something that gave him 
 unwonted interest In her, a feeling of careless- 
 ness that had long been unknown. What if 
 he let this sentiment grow and take the place 
 of morbid regret, putting the past from his
 
 TEMPTED OF THE DEVIL 163 
 
 memory and opening up a prospect of in- 
 difference and pleasure ? Why should he live 
 with the dead when the living stood there 
 with open arms to breathe a fresh life into 
 his dormant soul ? Why should he spend 
 sleepless nights brooding over the lock of 
 brown hair and the tattered letter of one who 
 had betrayed him and broken his heart, when 
 he might sleep and forget, and dread the 
 night no more ? 
 
 He went indoors presently, still feverishly 
 agitated. Before the room in which he 
 usually passed the lone hours, he hesitated. 
 Should he go in there to-night, and try to 
 read the book that lost all meaning to him 
 after the first few paragraphs, where in every 
 line he seemed to see the name of Denise ; or 
 should he go upstairs, where he knew Liz 
 was waiting for him ? He sickened at the 
 thought of again going through that bitter 
 mockery of attempting to forget, and, glanc-
 
 1 64 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ing at the stairs, his imagination turned to 
 Liz with a quick sense of relief. 
 
 For a minute or two he stood irresolute, 
 shaken by the undefined conflict of good and 
 evil principle within him ; then some glimmer- 
 ing perception of consequences dawning upon 
 him, his heart sank with a feeling of self- 
 loathing and disgust, and, pushing the door 
 open, he entered the solitary room, crying 
 hoarsely, 'No, no!' 
 
 What was it caused this sudden revulsion 
 of feeling ? Some clinging memory revived 
 by the vision of tender caresses that conjured 
 up a chilling comparison of Liz with the wife 
 to whom he had given all that was in his 
 heart to give ? Or was it some nobler and 
 less selfish sentiment, the last flickering light 
 of honour, of manly regard for the weak, of 
 chivalrous respect for purity ? 
 
 There were writing materials on the table. 
 He snatched up a pencil, and wrote a few
 
 TEMPTED OF THE DEVIL 165 
 
 hurried words to the General, telling him to 
 make a suitable provision for Liz's future, and 
 send her home to her friends in England. In 
 a postscript he intimated that he might be 
 found at Nice when Liz was gone. He put 
 the letter in an envelope, addressed it to the 
 General, and left it where it must be found ; 
 then he went out of the house quickly and 
 away from it — never looking back, lest he 
 might be tempted to return. 
 
 When the General came In after midnight, 
 Liz herself gave him the letter, and waited 
 silent and trembling to know what It con- 
 tained. The General ran his eye over the 
 page, tore off the postscript, and handed the 
 letter to Liz without a word. 
 
 * Where is he gone ?' she gasped as the 
 paper dropped from her hand. The General 
 shrugged his shoulders. 
 
 'To-morrow,' said he, * we will look for 
 him at Monte Carlo;' he had already decided
 
 1 66 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 that the easiest way of curing Liz of one 
 passion was to excite another. ' If we don't 
 find him there, we may take it for granted 
 that he has gone back to his wife.' 
 
 For a week or so Liz was seen at Monte 
 Carlo, where she attracted a good deal of 
 attention by her prettiness and the bizarre 
 contrast of her demure dress with the feverish 
 recklessness of her play. And then — she 
 disappeared. 
 
 Poor Liz ! If you have drifted into the 
 sea of lost souls, 'twas by no fault of the man 
 you loved so passionately. If you still live, 
 you must think kindly of him who would not 
 do you wrong !
 
 CHAPTER XXIX. 
 
 THE ROAD TO DESTRUCTION. 
 
 When Liz was no longer in the Villa Bella 
 Vista, to make life endurable, a substitute 
 had to be found, to prevent Harding going 
 melancholy mad or blowing his brains out in 
 sheer desperation. The substitutes proposed 
 by the General were all rejected by Harding : 
 he himself proposed the remedy. 
 
 * Play seems to agree with you,' said he. 
 ' ril try how it goes with me.' 
 
 The General reluctandy admitted that he 
 knew of no better means for curing a man of 
 morbid sentiment. The idea had occurred 
 to him long ago ; but the practical applica-
 
 1 68 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 tion he postponed as long as possible ; not 
 because he was of that greedy and short- 
 sighted class of bloodsuckers found at Monte 
 Carlo and elsewhere who regard every new- 
 comer with jealous hatred, as a possibly lucky 
 player and a rival who may rob him of his 
 substance — he was far too generous and 
 philosophical to entertain such mean senti- 
 ments — but simply because the existing state 
 of things was so extremely pleasant that he 
 did not wish to change it for any other. 
 
 Moreover, he had the true gambler's 
 superstition about changing of luck ; and his 
 luck might change in leaving Monte Carlo. 
 For it was evident that if Harding was to 
 play it must not be there. The season was 
 now in full swing. Every day fresh crowds 
 were pouring into the Casino. Harding 
 might be recognised at his very first seance^ 
 and then any disaster might be possible. 
 
 ' M — yes, old chappie,' said he reflectively.
 
 THE ROAD TO DESTRUCTION 169 
 
 ' On the whole, I think it about the best 
 thing we can do. A man can't play and 
 mope at the same time. But we won't stay 
 here. We've had enough of this place.' 
 
 ' Yes ; now there's no Liz about, the house 
 is like a sepulchre. I never knew how much 
 she was to us till she went away.' 
 
 Already he began to think he had behaved 
 like a fool in that affair ; he came in time to 
 regard it as the silliest thing he had ever 
 done in his life. 
 
 ' And we won't play at Monte Carlo,' 
 pursued the General with a sigh. ' There's 
 such a herd of second-rate persons there, and 
 they are so aggressive and so rude. It's like 
 a tramcar ; you have to fight for a seat, and 
 when you've got it, you find you've a pick- 
 pocket on one side and a woman who eats 
 peppermint on the other.' 
 
 * Anywhere you like, only, for Heaven's 
 sake, let's get out of this sharp.'
 
 1 70 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 They left Mentone the next day, and 
 journeyed right across France to Fontarabia, 
 a gaming place In the North of Spain, quite 
 out of the tourist's track, and known only to 
 old hands like the General. 
 
 When the season ended at Fontarabia they 
 went down to Saxon-les-Bains, and in the 
 winter they came up to St. Sebastian, and 
 thence In due course, with the rest of their 
 tribe, they shifted their quarters to some 
 other place where the excitement of play and 
 fast living was to be found. 
 
 Habitual pleasure-seekers are the dullest 
 people in the world ; but not one of them 
 was so lumpish and heavy and sour as 
 Harding. No one ever heard him laugh, or 
 knew him to do a kind action for anybody ; 
 and yet, not so very long ago the slightest 
 thing would set him roaring with laughter, 
 the smallest appeal to sympathy draw quick 
 and generous response from him.
 
 THE ROAD TO DESTRUCTION 171 
 
 He had outlived sentiment, and saw ever}^- 
 thing from a hard, material point of view. 
 Why should he laugh who saw no fun in 
 anything ? Why should he feel for the mis- 
 fortunes of others who was getting callous 
 even to the sorrows of his own life ? There 
 were no lights and shadows in his sunless 
 existence, no contrast of hope and disappoint- 
 ment — all things seemed to his numbed 
 senses monotonous, same, and worthless. 
 
 He played as he drank — not for pleasure, 
 but relief and distraction, as some take 
 narcotics to cure Insomnia, and with the 
 same result : the dose had to be continually 
 increased to produce the desired effect. And 
 as he would sit over his bottle, bibbing and 
 bibbing until his brain got muddled and 
 perverse, so he would play, staking his 
 money a handful at a time, recklessly in- 
 different whether he lost or won, while the 
 chances were fairly equal, scarcely knowing
 
 172 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 what he did, until some persistent run of ill- 
 luck would sting him and rouse a savage 
 feeling of resentment ; then he would obsti- 
 nately contend against some luckless series, 
 or put all he had upon a number that had 
 just turned up, the odds against him being 
 about thirty-seven to one. 
 
 He found companions who stuck to him 
 close enough while he kept his purse open, 
 and left him the moment he drew the strings. 
 There is no need to trace his history through 
 those three years of debasement, of going 
 down step by step from the rank of a gentle- 
 man to the level of a blackguard ; it is 
 pleasant neither to write about nor to read 
 about. 
 
 During this time the General's life was not 
 altogether a happy one. In the first place, 
 he seemed decidedly to have left his luck 
 behind him at Monte Carlo. One after the 
 other every system he tried broke down
 
 THE ROAD TO DESTRUCTION 173 
 
 before the relentless 'series.' His losses were 
 not great, to be sure, but his gains were 
 proportionately small. A constant player, if 
 he be prudent also, may fairly calculate upon 
 his loss at the end of the year being brought 
 by the invariable laws of chance to exactly 
 the two and a half per cent, exacted by the 
 bank upon the stakes ; and, as a matter of 
 fact, the General, who restricted his venture 
 to a modest two hundred and fifty francs a 
 day, lost no more than three hundred pounds 
 at the tables in those three years. 
 
 With an equal share of Harding's capital 
 at the beginning, he could have gone on 
 playing at this rate to a patriarchal age, and 
 lived in an enviable state of self-content. But 
 circumstances prevented Harding's fortune 
 being realized and divided all in one batch, 
 or he would have quitted his companion very 
 soon after they left Mentone, and he per- 
 ceived what kind of a player he had for a
 
 174 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 partner. It came in piecemeal, as one farm 
 after another was disposed of, at ever-widen- 
 ing distances, and in such diminishing 
 quantity that it became obvious there must 
 soon be no more to divide. 
 
 A much larger fortune than his would 
 have been inadequate to meet for many years 
 such enormous drains as Harding put upon 
 it by his reckless prodigality and foolhardy 
 play. He was driving post-haste along the 
 road to ruin ; the General knew it, perceived 
 his utter inability to put on the brake or turn 
 the driver's course, and, what was the worst 
 part of it all for him, he was compelled to 
 stick in the same trap. 
 
 Things were brought to a crisis in the 
 spring of the third year, when a letter came 
 from Playfair enclosing a cheque for five 
 hundred pounds, the price of Sir Henry 
 Harding's last acres, less legal expenses, and 
 with it a polite intimation that the worthy
 
 THE ROAD TO DESTRUCTION 175 
 
 solicitors felt it advisable to close accounts 
 with their respected client. 
 
 A deeper shade of gloom fell upon 
 Harding's face, as the reflection that now he 
 had not a single stick of timber or inch of 
 ground to call his own raised once more that 
 old remorseful speculation on what might 
 have been. But it passed away with another 
 reflection as the garcon brought him his 
 morninor dose of absinthe. 
 
 ' What's the good of race, or estate, or 
 name, or anything, to such as I ?' 
 
 Later on, when he had changed the 
 cheque, he divided the bundle of notes in 
 two, and, shoving one half towards the 
 General, he said : 
 
 ' There's your half, old man ; now for the 
 last flutter.' 
 
 * A flutter !' There was mockery in that 
 word applied to such a log as he. 
 
 At the end of the evening's play the
 
 176 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 General met Harding, and In a jubilant tone 
 said : 
 
 ' It's all right, dear old chappie ; the dou/e 
 de 7ieige has doubled my capital.* 
 
 ' Good job,' replied Harding. ' I'm cleared 
 out — every sou. I felt No. 26 wouldn't win, 
 so I planked all I had on it and lost.' 
 
 A little more faith in his boule de neige 
 would have induced the General to part 
 company with Harding even now, and leave 
 him to settle his account with Destiny and 
 the Hotel de Madrid as he might. But he 
 was too old now, despite the illusions of his 
 sixty and odd years, to be cheated by 
 shadows, and there was substance yet to be 
 got out of Harding by careful management. 
 
 He had not heard anything of Denise ; 
 but he felt sure she had not parted with all 
 that fifty thousand she had so prudently 
 secured for herself out of the estate.
 
 CHAPTER XXX. 
 
 THE BATTLE OF FLOWERS. 
 
 * I've not had a good week,' said the General 
 one morning, * not a memorably good week, 
 dear boy, since we left Monte Carlo. Now 
 there, you know, I always was lucky.' 
 
 * I don't know why the deuce you haven't 
 thought of that before.' 
 
 ' Well, we've never been so confoundedly 
 pinched as we are at present. I think, old 
 chappie, we ought to go there.' 
 
 * It's all the same to me. Go if you like. 
 Only ' — after a moment's pause — ' I don't 
 want to put up at the Villa Bella Vista 
 again.' 
 
 VOL. n. 26
 
 178 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ' I only wish we had the means to do it, 
 dear boy.' 
 
 The Villa Bella Vista, with its passion- 
 flowers and roses, came back to Harding's 
 memory; a paradise it seemed to him now, 
 seen from the purgatory of moral debase- 
 ment and conscious ignominy in which he 
 existed. ' If I had it to do again,' he thought, 
 * I'd not be such a sentimental idiot. Liz 
 might have made a decent fellow of me by 
 this time. She did love me — pretty Liz! — no 
 mistake about that.' And Liz, in her quaint 
 Dutch bonnet and dove-coloured dress, rose 
 another spectre to add to his self-reproach. 
 
 He flung his glass down on the pavement, 
 shivering it to pieces, in childish, idiotic rage, 
 because these recollections came unbidden to 
 torment him. What was the use of being a 
 log if he might not enjoy a log's insensibility ? 
 Why might not a man live like a cabbage till 
 the time came for him to die and rot ? Why
 
 THE BATTLE OF FLOWERS 179 
 
 should these confounded thoughts crop up 
 again just because those last acres were gone ? 
 Was It all to begin over again ? Was no 
 rest to be got ? 
 
 When they reached the Riviera the General 
 selected a grubby hotel on the outskirts of 
 Mentone for their residence, wishing to sub- 
 ject Harding to the physical discomforts of 
 poverty as a means of making him more 
 readily accept the proposal he should soon 
 have to submit. 
 
 'We are so deucedly hard up, dear boy,' 
 he said, ' that we shan't have a hve-franc 
 piece to punt with if we don't economize.' 
 
 * Have it your own way,' said Harding, and 
 he put up with the dirty linen and greasy 
 cuisine, and third - class railway journeys 
 to Monte Carlo, patiendy enough for a 
 week. 
 
 Then one morning, on their way to the 
 station, he stopped before an enormous
 
 i8o THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 placard and read down the programme of 
 the carnival at Nice. 
 
 ' What's to-day ?' he asked. 
 
 ' The fifth.' 
 
 ' Battle of flowers on to-day.' 
 
 * I prefer roulette, old chappie.' 
 
 ' I don't. We'll have a trap, get a couple 
 of big noses and a basket of violets, and make 
 fools of ourselves.' 
 
 ' It will cost a hundred francs. Who's to 
 pay for it ?' 
 
 * You. What does it matter if it costs two 
 hundred ? You've got more than that. Do 
 you begrudge it ?' he asked, turning savagely 
 on the General. ' Whose money is it, after 
 all?' 
 
 * Dear boy, dear boy !' remonstrated the 
 General. ' We may forget that we are poor ; 
 but we must not forget that we are gentlemen.' 
 
 One would have thought that he really was 
 a gentleman, and a fine one, too, by the air
 
 THE BATTLE OF FLOWERS i8i 
 
 he gave himself. When Harding was about 
 to get into a third-class carriage, the General 
 drew him away, and, opening the door of a 
 first-class compartment, stood back, raising 
 his hat, for him to enter first. It might be a 
 farce, but the General was not one to clown 
 his part. 
 
 At Nice they went to Laurent's, and found 
 the choice of vehicles reduced to three. 
 Harding insisted upon taking a small donkey- 
 cart drawn by two donkeys in tandem, and 
 ordered the equipage to be decorated with 
 orange-blossom while they were lunching. 
 Then he bought a couple of enormous noses, 
 one for himself and the other for the General, 
 and a child's cradle which he filled with 
 violets. Heaven knows what motive he had 
 for this folly ; certainly it was not with any 
 sense of humour, for he made these prepara- 
 tions as gloomily as though they were for 
 a funeral. Possibly he saw that the whole
 
 1 82 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 affair was vulgar and In bad taste, and he 
 went in for it with the same perversity that 
 led him to stake his money madly at the 
 tables. 
 
 The General would have made a stand 
 against wearing that long nose and making 
 himself part of the sorry exhibition ; but he 
 had special reasons at this time for humour- 
 ing his companion and bringing him into an 
 indulgent humour, having come now to a 
 very critical juncture, which involved nothing 
 less than some sort of a confession of his own 
 villainy. He could not afford to stand on 
 his dignity and oppose Harding, and the 
 only hope was that a new caprice would seize 
 his companion before the battle which would 
 lead him to abandon the silly freak. 
 
 But Harding was in his sourest mood to- 
 day, and stuck obstinately to his idea, the 
 more so, maybe, because he saw it was against 
 the General's inclinations. He himself ad-
 
 THE BATTLE OF FLOWERS 183 
 
 justed the old man's nose, on the end of 
 which was an enormous bluebottle, before he 
 put on his own. 
 
 'You look a regular beast, old man,' he 
 said, with the grunt that was his nearest 
 approach to a laugh. ' Pity it hides your 
 venerable moustache.' 
 
 They got into the cart, Harding taking the 
 driver's place, and the General sitting beside 
 him on the narrow seat with the cradle of 
 flowers wedged in between his long legs, 
 which was very uncomfortable, besides being 
 disgustingly grotesque. 
 
 Then they drove down the boulevard 
 amidst the jeers of the masquers, and, enter- 
 ing the course, fell in with the procession of 
 gaily ornamented equipages moving slowly 
 along before the densely packed throng 
 behind the barriers, the grand-stands, and 
 the tribune. They were pelted with flowers, 
 but Harding never returned a single bouquet
 
 1 84 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 — he left that part of the tomfoolery to the 
 General. He, with his head sunk in his 
 shoulders, took no notice of anyone or any- 
 thing but the donkeys he was driving. 
 
 * Don't you think we've had about enough 
 of it, dear boy ?' suggested the General, when 
 they had gone twice round the course, and 
 the cradle was emptied. 
 
 * No ; mean to be the last on the course ; 
 get my money's worth out of these donkeys.' 
 
 And so he drove twice more up and down 
 the course with dogged perseverance, looking 
 neither to the right nor to the left, and began 
 a third. At a little distance from the grand- 
 stand there was a block which compelled him 
 to halt. Just as he was starting afresh, a 
 child's shrill laugh, high and clear like a 
 silver bell, struck on his ear, and for the first 
 time he turned his heavy eyes from the backs 
 of his donkeys and glanced at the crowd. 
 
 A gentleman was holding a child up to
 
 THE BATTLE OF FLOWERS 185 
 
 look at the funny man with the donkeys. 
 The child screamed anew with laughter as 
 Harding turned his grotesque face, and, look- 
 ing down at a sweet little lady, cried : 
 
 ' Look, mammie, look ! Funny man ! Di 
 me f owers !' 
 
 The lady put a bunch of pansies from her 
 basket into the chubby little hand, and the 
 child tossed it towards Harding with another 
 shrill peal of laughter. The procession 
 moved on. Harding's whip-hand fell, the 
 whip was caught by the wheel and dragged 
 from his nerveless fingers unnoticed as he 
 strained round to catch a last glimpse of the 
 group. The child had found a fresh object 
 of delight, and the sweet little lady was giving 
 fresh flowers to throw to another. 
 
 They knew not who he was — that funny 
 man down whose cheek a single tear was 
 trickling ; but he knew them. It was Ber- 
 nard Thrale who held the child, and mammie
 
 1 86 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 was Denise — his own wife, more beautiful 
 than ever for the maternal tenderness in her 
 face, sweet and smiling as if his ruin had cast 
 no shadow on her life ! 
 
 The General recognised them, and without 
 surprise. At the beginning of the week he 
 had telegraphed to Denise — a telegram, 
 though it cost a trifle more than a letter, is 
 cheap as avoiding the necessity of tedious 
 explanation — addressing the wire to Harding 
 Court, on the chance of its finding her there 
 or being forwarded : 
 
 * Harry here. Come at once, if you would 
 save him. — Address, General G., chez Boulot, 
 Cafe de Paris, Monte Carlo.' 
 
 That was his message ; and the prompti- 
 tude with which Denise had responded to 
 the appeal augured so well for the replenish- 
 ment of his exhausted funds that the General
 
 THE BATTLE OF FLOWERS 187 
 
 had reason to feel well satisfied. He was not 
 less pleased to mark the token of emotion 
 upon Harding's cheek. Emotional persons, 
 if you only know how to handle them, are so 
 much more easily managed than those of the 
 apathetic, calculating sort. 
 
 They were a long while reaching the exit, 
 the course being now at its fullest ; but as 
 soon as they were outside Harding, without 
 a word, flung down the reins, tore off his 
 papier-mache nose, and, jumping down from 
 the cart, pushed his way through the scatter- 
 ing crowd in the direction of the grand-stand. 
 There was no definite purpose in his mind 
 beyond the simple object of finding his wife, 
 of feasting his eyes upon her beauty, of 
 setting his heart bleeding anew with the cruel 
 stabs of remorse. What he should do if 
 he found her, what he should say if they 
 spoke to him, he never for a moment con- 
 sidered.
 
 1 88 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 It was not until the course was empty, the 
 crowd dispersed — not until he had gone a 
 dozen times from end to end of the thronged 
 boulevard, glancing from face to face, ex- 
 amining each group, peering Into the open 
 restaurants, and finally abandoning the hope- 
 less task from sheer exhaustion, that he began 
 to speculate on the possible outcome of meet- 
 ing Denlse and Thrale. 
 
 He felt sure he must find them sooner or 
 later. As soon as he was a bit set up he'd 
 have another hunt. If they had gone home 
 because of their child it didn't matter ; he 
 would search for them to-morrow. And 
 when they met, what should he do ? He 
 knew. It didn't take long to decide that. 
 
 There was no thought of vengeance in 
 his purpose ; no reproach, recrimination or 
 passionate appeal presented themselves to 
 his imagination. There should be no ' scene,' 
 no theatrical nonsense of any kind. He'd
 
 THE BATTLE OF FLOWERS 189 
 
 shake hands with them if they would let him ; 
 bygones should be bygones ; he wouldn't 
 rake up past grievances or say anything to 
 make them uncomfortable, if only they would 
 treat him as a kind of old friend and allow 
 him to call and see them from time to time. 
 Anything in the world if he might only look 
 at Denise now and then — Denise who loved 
 him once, whom nothing could make him 
 cease to love. 
 
 A half-drowned cur, dragging its benumbed 
 limbs from the ooze had more courage than 
 this wretch, soddened to the very core of his 
 heart with misery.
 
 CHAPTER XXXI. 
 
 NEMESIS. 
 
 Harding slept at Nice that night — if such 
 rest as he got might be called sleep — and 
 began his search again next morning. 
 Towards the evening, when hunger began 
 to tell upon him, he found he had not 
 enough to pay for a two-franc dinner. With- 
 out money he could not continue his search. 
 But he knew where he should find the 
 General, and, scraping his loose pieces to- 
 gether, he found enough to buy a third-class 
 ticket to Monte Carlo. 
 
 On the steps of the Casino he met the 
 General, looking less jaunty than usual —
 
 NEMESIS 191 
 
 indeed, the old man's position was so gravely 
 embarrassing that it needed extraordinary 
 assurance to conceal his anxiety. At the sight 
 of Harding he brightened up wonderfully. 
 
 * Dear boy, you are the very Johnnie I was 
 hoping to find !' said he, grasping Harding's 
 limp hand. 
 
 ' Same to you,' replied Harry sullenly. * I 
 want a hundred francs.' 
 
 * So do I, dear chappie. Fifty, twenty, five 
 — anything you can let me have, for I'm abso- 
 lutely stone-broke. The most extraordinary 
 down-run on red I ever knew ; twelve con- 
 secutive reds, and the eleventh cleared me 
 out completely. Where are you going, dear 
 boy ?' as Harding, with a grunt, tore his arm 
 from the General's amicable grasp and turned 
 on his heel. 
 
 * Back to Nice.' 
 
 * Mentone's nearer ; and we can get lodging 
 there on credit.'
 
 192 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ' I'm going to Nice, I tell you/ Harding 
 replied, striding westward. 
 
 'Tell me why, dear boy,' the General 
 asked, with difficulty keeping pace and 
 speaking at the same time. 
 
 ' To look for them' 
 
 ' If you mean Mr. Thrale and your wife, 
 you'll not find them there. They're at 
 Mentone.' 
 
 ' At Mentone ?' 
 
 Harding stopped dead short as he put the 
 question. 
 
 * At Mentone. Met them on the platform 
 when I got out of the train night before last. 
 I'll tell you all about it if you'll go a bit 
 slower.' 
 
 Harding was striding off now eastward. 
 
 * Out with It,' he said, slackening his pace. 
 
 ' They were only in Nice for a few hours. 
 It was the first break on their journey 
 from '
 
 NEMESIS 193 
 
 'How do you know ?' asked Harding, 
 again stopping short. 
 
 * They told me.' 
 
 * You have spoken to her, and she to you ?' 
 cried the poor wretch, In astonishment and 
 envy. 
 
 * Of course ; why not ?' 
 
 * Lucky beggar ! lucky beggar ! Come on. 
 Do you know where they're staying ?' 
 
 ' To be sure.' 
 
 The General pulled out his note-case and 
 found a slip of paper. Another stop as 
 Harding took the slip and read It by the 
 light of a gas-lamp. 
 
 ' Why, it's her writing !' said he, with a 
 foolish titter. ' Her writing — her own hand !' 
 
 He clasped the piece of paper between his 
 palms ; looked at it again ; lifted it and pressed 
 it hard against his flabby cheek. 
 
 The General cleared his throat. It was a 
 ticklish thing; this, he had to reveal. 
 
 VOL. II. 27
 
 194 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ' I've never told you my history, dear boy/ 
 he began, as they moved on. 
 
 ' Damn your history !' he exclaimed ; and 
 then * Hotel d'Angleterre ' he murmured, as 
 if to print it upon his memory. 
 
 ' I think it's my duty, you know, to tell 
 you something about my past.' 
 
 * Fire away, if you like.' He held the 
 paper up in the moonlight. ' I can read it 
 by the moon,' he said, sniggering. ' " Denise 
 Harding." She still keeps my name,' he 
 added, with a semblance of pride in his tone. 
 
 * Of course.' 
 
 ' I thought she would have taken Thrale's.' 
 ' Well, as I was saying, you know, dear 
 boy, about two-and-twenty years ago ' 
 
 * Old man,' said Harding, in a timid voice, 
 * do you think she would speak to me ?' 
 
 ' Well, that depends on circumstances.' 
 
 * Oh, I promise I won't make a fool of 
 myself — no fear ! Not a word about the
 
 NEMESIS 195 
 
 past. No unpleasing allusions to their re- 
 lations, you know. I've made up my mind 
 about that. I won't offend them — not for 
 the world ! I just want them to regard me 
 as an acquaint — a sort of friend,' he urged 
 in an insinuating tone, fingering his ragged 
 beard apprehensively. ' If they would just 
 let me call upon them now and then — say, 
 once a week at the outside — to chat about 
 ordinary trifles with her — Denlse !' 
 
 ' I dare say that can be managed.' 
 
 * Oh, if you only could, old man ! It'd 
 make such a lot of difference to me. I should 
 be so jolly grateful to you !' 
 
 He took the General's arm and pressed it, 
 the thumb and finger of the other hand in 
 his waistcoat-pocket softly smoothing the 
 slip of paper with her name on it. 
 
 They walked some little distance in silence, 
 Harding nursing his delightful project, the 
 General taxing his ingenuity to turn Hard-
 
 196 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ing's suggestion to account without commit- 
 ting himself. 
 
 But no ; he could find no means of getting 
 money and escaping revelation at the same 
 time. So he cleared his throat again, and 
 began his history once more. He spun out 
 the details at considerable length, to gain 
 time for reflection and smooth the way. 
 That made no difference to Harding ; he 
 pursued his own delightful train of thought, 
 as oblivious of the General's history as of the 
 lap of the waves amongst the rocks below. 
 
 So in this manner they walked along the 
 beautiful Corniche Road, now in full moon- 
 light, now in deep shade, as the path fol- 
 lowed the sinuous contour of the precipitous 
 mountain-side, until Harding's ear caught 
 a word that bore connection with the recol- 
 lections revolving in his brain. 
 
 ' What's that you said about Victoria ?' he 
 asked.
 
 NEMESIS 
 
 197 
 
 * I was saying that, for reasons which it is 
 unnecessary to particularize, I left Mrs. 
 Gordon in the second year of our marriage 
 at Victoria, and took my passage to Marseilles. 
 There the happy thought occurred to me to 
 run down to Monte Carlo and try my hand 
 at the tables ' 
 
 ' Only the eternal Monte Carlo !' thought 
 Harding ; and then he said to himself that 
 he would certainly get his hair cut and his 
 beard shaved off — or trimmed would be 
 better, perhaps, as his face had got so ugly — 
 before he ventured to call upon Denise. 
 They walked best part of another mile before 
 his meditations were again broken ; then, 
 stopping, he said : 
 
 'Hold hard! I didn't catch that about 
 Denise ; go back a bit.' 
 
 * On the top of the stairs, just against my 
 door on the landing — you remember my 
 diggings in Piccadilly ?'
 
 198 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 * Yes, yes. Go on.' 
 
 ' I kick my foot against something, strike 
 a vesta, and there, to my complete bewilder- 
 ment, I find a pretty little girl, about seven- 
 teen, sitting on the top of an old trunk, her 
 shoulders resting in the angles of the wall, 
 and sound asleep. I tap her on the shoulder, 
 and, as she rouses a bit, " My dear young 
 woman," says I, '' who are you, and what on 
 earth are you doing here?" "Oh, If you 
 please," says she, rubbing her eyes, '' I am 
 Denise, and I've just come from Australia, 
 and want to see General Gordon." "Well, 
 my dear," says I, " / am General Gordon." 
 '*Then you're my father!" says she.' 
 
 * What !' cried Harding, shifting his posi- 
 tion to confront him. ' This girl you are 
 speaking of was Denise — my wife .^' 
 
 * Yes, and my daughter.' 
 ' Your daughter ?' 
 
 The General shrugged his shoulders.
 
 NEMESIS 199 
 
 ' So I am told,' said he. 
 
 * Wait ; I must understand this. Sit down 
 here.' 
 
 They were upon a bridge that crossed a 
 ravine. Far below the breaking waves 
 flashed in the moonlight like electric sparks. 
 The General did not like the look of it, and 
 would have gone on, with some excuse about 
 his susceptibility to rheumatism and the cold- 
 ness of the seat ; but Harding was too excited 
 to listen to such trifles, and forced the old 
 man to sit down, turning sideways to face 
 each other. 
 
 ' Now go on,' he said. 
 
 'Well,' continued the General, with as 
 much ease as he could assume — ' well, dear 
 boy, what was I to do ? I should have liked 
 to do the right thing, of course, especially as 
 Denise was a girl any man might be proud to 
 own as his daughter. But my circumstances 
 would not permit it. The want of money
 
 200 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 has been the ruin of my character. If I 
 had only had the settled income of, say, a 
 bishop ' 
 
 ' Never mind your damned philosophy ; 
 get on !' 
 
 ' How could I do it, dear chappie ? I had 
 barely enough to keep myself in that Picca- 
 dilly garret and pay my tailor's bill. I 
 couldn't afford to keep a house and servants, 
 furnish her with clothes and luxuries, and all 
 that. Besides, it didn't at all agree with my 
 tastes and habits. It wasn't to be done. I 
 put it to Denise plainly : " My dear," says I, 
 " you may be my daughter for all I know to 
 the contrary, but I can't afford to own it. 
 You must earn your living as a domestic 
 drudge. You must go back to Victoria, 
 or you must agree to my planting you on 
 some wealthy family of my acquaintance as 
 the destitute daughter of an old friend." 
 After some little consideration, she accepted
 
 NEMESIS 201 
 
 the latter alternative, and I planted her on 
 Mrs. Balfour.' 
 
 * Then, it was you who first taught her to 
 deceive.' 
 
 ' I admit the justice of that reproach, dear 
 chappie, for had I not taught her to deceive, 
 you would never have met her, and you 
 might have been a happier man.' 
 
 'Oh, I don't reproach you — not I! It's 
 not my love for her nor my wasted life 
 that I regret. If it were to do again, 
 I'd do it, though I lost her again. Just 
 to touch her hand once more would pay for 
 all.' 
 
 ' That's sound philosophy, dear boy. What 
 does it matter how much we lost yesterday it 
 we win to-day ?' 
 
 'If ' 
 
 ' It's never too late to win.' 
 
 ' Don't talk such rot to me ; I'm past 
 dreaming.'
 
 202 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 ' But not past awaking, dear boy.' 
 
 ' What do you mean ?' 
 
 ' Supposing — remember, I'm a dreamer, 
 dear chappie,' said the General tentatively, 
 parenthetically edging himself a little further 
 from Harding and the dangerous side of the 
 parapet — ' supposing you should awake to- 
 night to find you had been dreaming three 
 years ?' 
 
 He paused, but Harding made no response. 
 His back was directly against the full moon ; 
 the General could not discern a feature of 
 his face, still less the spasmodic twitching of 
 his lips, the gathering frenzy in his eye, and 
 he continued : 
 
 * Supposing I could show you that every 
 wrong you have been brooding over was 
 simply imaginary ?' 
 
 He paused again, inwardly cursing the 
 moonlight that prevented him seeing the 
 effect of his revelation, doubting if it
 
 NEMESIS 203 
 
 had yet touched Harding's sluggish under- 
 standing. 
 
 * Supposing,' he pursued, * that I could 
 prove to you that Denise is yet a faithful 
 wife, Thrale still a true and loyal friend — 
 what would you say to me ?' 
 
 ' Say to you !' cried Harding, springing 
 up. 'Say! Why, I'd fall upon my knees 
 and bless you as an angel come to snatch me 
 from damnation !' 
 
 ' And on the principle advanced just now, 
 when you would have forgiven Denise all 
 for the sake of touching her hand, you would 
 bear me no ill will for any little irregularities 
 of which I may have been guilty in these past 
 three years ?' 
 
 * There's not a thing I couldn't forgive for 
 such a joy !' 
 
 * Then,' continued the General rapidly, 
 encouraged by success, ' then, to crown your 
 joy, if I could show not only that your wife
 
 204 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 is pure, your friend unchanged, but also that 
 the child who cried to you at Nice was your 
 own son ' 
 
 With the fury of a madman, and with a 
 madman's inconsistency, Harding sprang 
 upon the General, and, clutching him by 
 the throat, cried : 
 
 ' Tell me this is true, or I'll strangle 
 you !' 
 
 The General struggled to free himself. 
 His hat fell, striking the parapet, and 
 toppling over into the abyss. 
 
 ' You're choking me — are you mad ?' he 
 gasped. 
 
 ' I shall be, if this hope you've raised is 
 false. Tell me it's true!' cried Harding 
 fiercely. 
 
 ' By God, it's true — every word of it !' 
 
 ' And the man I saw in my wife's room ?^ 
 
 ' It was I — I swear it !' 
 
 Harding was silent, but his fingers tight-
 
 NEMESIS 205 
 
 ened on the old man's throat, and, holding 
 him at arm's length, he shook him, looking 
 into his distorted face with relentless 
 vengeance. It took his brain, excited to 
 the pitch of madness, but a little while to 
 realize the whole truth. 
 
 ' And you knew this from the beginning ?' 
 he muttered. ' You have known it these 
 four years, and seen me sinking day by day 
 without remorse or pity — sinking deep into 
 a hell beyond redemption — sinking from 
 manhood to beasthood, to such a vile con- 
 dition that I dare not claim wife or friend or 
 child for mine !' 
 
 ' Let me go — let me go !' gasped the 
 General. 
 
 ' Oh, you shall go soon enough !' cried 
 Harding. 
 
 He suffered the old man to slip down upon 
 the road ; then, gripping him- about the waist, 
 he lifted him up as if he had been a bag of
 
 2o6 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 shavings, and threw him on the parapet, face 
 downwards. 
 
 ' That's where you are going,' he said, 
 holding the helpless wretch's head down by 
 the nape of the neck over the chasm. ' Down 
 there, where the water shines amongst the 
 rocks.' He thrust the old head further 
 forward, while the General clutched at the 
 parapet, tearing the finger-nails from his 
 fingers in his frantic efforts to escape. ' I'll 
 give you time to pray — not to me, for you've 
 left no mercy in my soul. Pray to Heaven to 
 forgive you for robbing me of wife and child 
 and friend, of honour and name, and all hope 
 of salvation.' 
 
 The General screamed for help, feeling his 
 fingers breaking and his body slowly sliding 
 forward under the steady thrust upon his 
 neck. 
 
 ' Go ; I've no more time to waste on you,' 
 said Harding, spluttering through the inky
 
 NEMESIS 207 
 
 blood that now welled up into his mouth at 
 every breath. ' You shall be first down 
 there — go !' 
 
 The old man screamed again as his fingers 
 broke away from the parapet and he felt his 
 balance go ; then headlong he shot down 
 through space. He struck the sharp rocks 
 with a dull thud, but there was no sound 
 after that save the gentle lapping of the 
 waves.
 
 CHAPTER XXXII. 
 
 THE END. 
 
 Harding felt dizzy and sick and faint, not 
 with the reflection that he had killed a man 
 with whom he had lived in a kind of brother- 
 hood for three years, or with apprehension 
 of the consequences to himself when the 
 murder was discovered : for his sole thought 
 was of finding Denise, of showing her how 
 he had been deceived, of justifying himself, 
 of claiming her forgiveness for the base sus- 
 picion that had driven him to despair and 
 ruin. 
 
 The cause was chiefly physical. He had 
 been tramping about all day without food,
 
 THE END 
 
 209 
 
 and on the top of that there was this other 
 affair. It was evident he had ruptured a 
 vessel again, not seriously, as on the previous 
 occasion, or It would have floored him at once 
 as it had then. He would be all right again 
 presently ; so he sat down on the parapet 
 for two minutes, wiping the sweat from 
 his clammy temples and trying to per- 
 suade himself that the haemorrhage was 
 abating. 
 
 Then the thought that he had an hour's 
 walk before him, and that the Hotel d'Angle- 
 terre might be closed when he reached 
 Mentone, gave him energy, if not strength, 
 and he started up with the dogged determina- 
 tion not to succumb under this attack. The 
 road seemed to give under his feet, the rocks 
 to be going up and up before him ; he had to 
 fix his eyes upon a distant mark to make a 
 straight line, just as If he had been drinking 
 heavily. As he staggered on, a man came 
 
 VOL. II. 28
 
 2IO THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 into sight and stopped in his path, asking if it 
 were he who had screamed aloud just now. 
 Harding waved him aside with his arm, and 
 would have passed ; but the man, seeing blood 
 upon his beard, caught him by the shoulder, 
 and only just in time, for Harding, spinning 
 round on one heel, fell fainting into his 
 arms. 
 
 When he recovered consciousness the glare 
 of a paraffin lamp was in his eyes, and the 
 light falling on a buffet, with many bottles 
 and an urn for the g3irqons pou7^dozres, showed 
 him that he was in a cafe. For a moment 
 he could not understand how he had come 
 there, nor why he lay at full length on this 
 mattress, with a billiard-board, of all things 
 in the world, for a bedstead ; then it flashed 
 upon him that he was to find Denise and tell 
 her all, and he struggled to rise. 
 
 A hand was laid upon his shoulder gently, 
 but he had no strength to combat even the
 
 THE END 211 
 
 lightest touch, and, falling back, he found a 
 motherly woman in a marmotte leaning over 
 him. 
 
 ' Mentone — Mentone !' he said in despera- 
 tion. 
 
 * You must not move, sir,' answered the 
 woman in French loudly, as the Invalid was 
 clearly a foreigner. * See, you've made your- 
 self bad again. Here's a soft clean serviette. 
 There, lie so. ^ly husband's gone over to 
 Cabe Roquebrun for the doctor.' 
 
 * Mentone,' murmured Harding feebly. 
 
 * Yes ; you shall go to Mentone to- 
 morrow.' 
 
 'No more!' thought Harding. 'It's all 
 up with me. I shan't see Mentone again ;' 
 and a vision of the garden and its flowers, 
 of the blue sea and sky framed in twining 
 roses and passion-flowers, came before his 
 closed eyes. ' Denise shall know I was all 
 right, then — that there was nothing wrong
 
 2 12 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 between me and Liz. If I don't tell 'em, she 
 and Bernard will think I ran away to live 
 there with her. Oh, they mustn't think so 
 badly of me as that !' 
 
 And with that fear he endeavoured to raise 
 his hand and get the paper from his waist- 
 coat-pocket, but his hand was like lead and 
 his muscles seemed fibreless. The woman 
 understood what he wanted to do, and, feeling 
 in his waistcoat - pocket, brought out the 
 slip of paper and read it at his mute 
 bidding. 
 
 ' To-morrow,' she said, having read the 
 address and comprehended his wish. 
 
 * Now, now,' he muttered. 
 
 She pointed to the clock, and explained 
 the impossibility of sending to Mentone at 
 this hour, of awaking the people of the hotel, 
 and of finding any vehicle to bring a lady 
 across. * To-morrow,' she repeated sooth- 
 ingly, ' to-morrow.'
 
 THE END 213 
 
 'Too late,' thought he ; ' I shall be dead 
 when they come. They will see only the 
 wreck of what was once a decent man. 
 They'll learn that I have lived four years in 
 debauchery, but they'll never know the truth. 
 They'll say, "It's a mercy he is gone; we 
 couldn't have won him back ; he would 
 always have been a trouble to us — a shame 
 to his child." Oh, if they only knew the 
 misery of these years, my yearning- to bring 
 back the past.' Then he began to cry in 
 sheer pity of himself. 
 
 He lapsed into unconsciousness of sur- 
 rounding things as the life slowly ebbed 
 away, and passed the night in a long dream 
 made up of memories chiefly of happy day^s. 
 But towards the end his perceptive faculties 
 revived, and his feelings had a manlier and 
 healthier tone, as if invigorated by those 
 dreams of his better life. He thought now, 
 not of his own past misery and suffering, but
 
 214 THE HARDING SCANDAL 
 
 of his wife's, and the tears that ran down his 
 cheek were no longer for himself. 
 
 A mist was gathering over him, so that he 
 could see nothing clearly, when he felt his 
 hand lifted up and pressed, warm breath 
 upon his brow and gende lips upon his 
 eyes. 
 
 * Who — who ?' he asked faintly, yet with 
 
 joy- 
 
 * Dear Harry, it is I — your wife ' 
 
 'Poor wife, poor wife! Dear love! Is 
 
 that Bernard ?' 
 
 * Yes, here I am, old chap.' 
 
 * Take my other hand. There ! Friend 
 and wife — once more mine. Think of 
 me, not as I am, but as I should have 
 been.' 
 
 ' Here's our son, dear. Your boy, Harry.' 
 
 * Harry — my boy ! This little thing his 
 hand ! May he be strong and brave — and 
 have faith — faith — faith in others more than
 
 THE END 215 
 
 in himself. Harry, be good — good to 
 mariimie.' 
 
 And then, that they might not see his 
 agony, he turned his face aside, knowing that 
 the end was come. 
 
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