Half a Hero. Anthony Hope

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СКАЧАТЬ were young, raw, and English, almost smiled. A Premier dependent on one pony! Jackson redoubled his obsequious attention.

      The Governor used to say that he wished his wife had imbibed the constitutional spirit as readily as Jackson.

CHAPTER II.

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A POPULAR DEMONSTRATION.

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      Miss Eleanor Scaife was gouvernante des enfants de New Lindsey; but she found the duty of looking after two small children, shared as it was with a couple of nurses, not enough to occupy her energies. So she organised the hospitality of Government House, and interested herself in the political problems of a young community. In the course of the latter pursuit, a study of Mr. Medland appeared appropriate and needful, and Miss Scaife was minded to engage in it, in spite of the hostility of Lady Eynesford. She had studied Sir Robert Perry for three years, but Sir Robert was disappointing. That he was a charming old gentleman she freely admitted, but he was not in any special way characteristic of a young community. He was just like half-a-hundred members of Parliament whom she had known while she lived with the Eynesfords at home: in fact he was irredeemably European. Accordingly she was glad to see him, but she mentally transferred him to the recreative department, and talked to him about scenery, pictures, and light literature. Lady Eynesford admired Sir Robert because there was no smack of the young community about him; Miss Scaife conceded that point of view, but maintained that there was another: and from that other she ranked Mr. Medland above a thousand Sir Roberts. All this she explained to Alicia Derosne, after Lady Eynesford had retired in dudgeon, and while the Governor was closeted with the new Premier.

      "But," objected Alicia, "Captain Heseltine says——"

      "Unless," interrupted Eleanor, "it's something about a coat, I don't care what Captain Heseltine says. He's an authority on that subject, but on no other under the sun."

      Alicia abandoned Captain Heseltine's authority and fell back on her sister-in-law's; Eleanor, in spite of the unusual relations of intimate friendship, dating from old school-days, between her employer and herself, could not treat Lady Eynesford's opinion with open disrespect. She drew certain distinctions, which resulted in demonstrating that a close acquaintance between Mr. Medland and Alicia was inadvisable, but that as regards herself the case was different.

      "In short," said Alicia, summarising the distinctions, "you are thirty and I am twenty-two. But I don't want to know the man, only I liked him for hunting that butterfly. I wonder what Miss Medland is like. Captain Heseltine says she's very pretty."

      "I don't know."

      "Is she out? Oh, but does one come out in New Lindsey?"

      "It will be much more convenient if she isn't out," said Miss Scaife, rising and beginning to walk towards the house.

      Alicia accompanied her. Before they had gone far, Mr. Medland and Dick Derosne appeared in the drive. The interview was ended, and Dick was escorting Mr. Medland.

      "I'm afraid we can't avoid them," said Miss Scaife.

      "I'm afraid not," said Alicia. "I wonder what they're talking about."

      Mr. Medland's voice, though not loud in ordinary speech, was distinct and penetrating. In a moment Alicia's wonder was satisfied.

      "Only be sure you get the right gin," he said.

      "Good gracious!" said Alicia. "Is that characteristic of a young community, Eleanor?"

      Miss Scaife made no reply. The two parties met, and Mr. Medland was presented. At this instant, Alicia, glancing at the house, thought she saw a disapproving face at Lady Eynesford's window; but it seemed hardly likely that the Governor's wife would be watching the Premier out of the window. Alicia wondered whether they had met in the house; Miss Scaife felt no doubt that they had not. She knew that Lady Eynesford's surrender would be a matter of time.

      "Well," she said, "are we to congratulate you, Mr. Medland?"

      "I believe my tongue is supposed to be sealed for the time," he answered, smiling.

      "Mine isn't," laughed Dick, "and I think you may offer him your felicitations."

      "You think it, yourself, a subject for congratulation?" asked Eleanor, getting to work at once.

      "Oh, Eleanor!" protested Alicia. "Poor Mr. Medland!"

      Medland glanced from one to the other, smiling again.

      "Whatever may be the sacrifice of personal inclination involved," he began solemnly, "when the Governor calls on me I have no——"

      "You're making fun of us," said Alicia, seeing the twinkle in his eye.

      "I am quoting Mr.—Sir Robert Perry's speech when he last came in."

      "Sir Robert is a great friend of mine," declared Alicia.

      "Seriously," said Medland, turning to Eleanor, "I am very pleased."

      "Why?" she asked. "The responsibility must be frightful."

      Alicia and Dick laughed irreverently.

      "Eleanor's always talking about responsibility," said the former. "I hate the idea of it, don't you, Mr. Medland?"

      "Call it power and try then," he answered.

      "Power? Oh, but I have none!"

      "No?" he asked, with a look that made Alicia think he might have been "nice" when he was a young man.

      "Oh, of course, if it's mere ambition—" began Eleanor impatiently.

      "Not altogether," he interposed.

      "Then what else?"

      "Listen!" he said, holding up his hand.

      They were now within twenty or thirty yards of the road, and, listening, they heard the murmur of many voices. Government House stood on the shore of the bay, about half a mile outside the town, and a broad road ran by the gates which, on reaching Kirton, was merged in one of the main thoroughfares, Victoria Street.

      Another turn brought the party in the garden in sight of the road. It was thronged with people for a considerable distance, people in a thick mass, surging up against the gate and hardly held back by a cordon of police.

      "Whatever can be the matter?" exclaimed Eleanor.

      "I am the matter," said Medland. "They have heard about it."

      When the crowd saw him, cheer after cheer rang out, caps and handkerchiefs were waved, and even flags made a sudden appearance. Moving a pace in advance of his companions, he lifted his hat, and the enthusiastic cries burst forth with renewed vigour. He signed to them to be still, but they did not heed him. Alicia caught hold of Eleanor's hand, her breath coming and going in sudden gasps. Eleanor looked at Medland. СКАЧАТЬ