Ayala's Angel [143]
was becoming acerbated by the young man's manner.
"Oh dear, no," said Hamel.
"Four hundred?"
"Nor four hundred -- nor three. I have never netted three hundred in one year after paying the incidental expenses."
"That seems to me to be uncommonly little for a man who is thinking of marrying. Don't you think you had better give it up?"
"I certainly think nothing of the kind."
"Does your father do anything for you?"
"Nothing at all."
"He also makes heads?"
"Heads -- and other things."
"And sells them when he has made them."
"Yes, Sir Thomas; he sells them. He had a hard time once, but now he is run after. He refuses more orders than he can accept." "And he won't do anything for you."
"Nothing. He has quarrelled with me."
"That is very bad. Well now, Mr Hamel, would you mind telling me what your ideas are?" Sir Thomas, when he asked the question, still intended to give assistance, was still minded that the young people should by his assistance be enabled to marry. But he was strongly of opinion that it was his duty, as a rich and protecting uncle, to say something about imprudence, and to magnify difficulties. It certainly would be wrong for an uncle, merely because he was rich, to give away his money to dependent relatives without any reference to those hard principles which a possessor of money always feels it to be his business to inculcate. And up to this point Hamel had done nothing to ingratiate himself. Sir Thomas was beginning to think that the sculptor was an impudent prig, and to declare to himself that, should the marriage ever take place, the young couple would not be made welcome at Glenbogie or Merle Park. But still he intended to go on with his purpose, for Lucy's sake. Therefore he asked the sculptor as to his ideas generally.
"My idea is that I shall marry Miss Dormer, and support her on the earnings of my profession. My idea is that I shall do so before long, in comfort. My idea also is, that she will be the last to complain of any discomfort which may arise from my straitened circumstances at present. My idea is that I am preparing for myself a happy and independent life. My idea also is -- and I assure you that of all my ideas this is the one to which I cling with the fondest assurance -- that I will do my very best to make her life happy when she comes to grace my home."
There was a manliness in this which would have touched Sir Thomas had he been in a better humour, but, as it was, he had been so much irritated by the young man's manner, that he could not bring himself to be just. "Am I to understand that you intend to marry on something under three hundred a year?
Hamel paused for a moment before he made his reply. "How am I to answer such a question," he said, at last, "seeing that Miss Dormer is in your hands, and that you are unlikely to be influenced by anything that I may say?"
"I shall be very much influenced," said Sir Thomas.
"Were her father still alive, I think we should have put our heads together, and between us decided on what might have been best for Lucy's happiness."
"Do you think that I'm indifferent to her happiness?" demanded Sir Thomas.
"I should have suggested to him," continued Hamel, not noticing the last question, "that she should remain in her own home till I could make one for her worthy of her acceptance. And then we should have arranged among us what would have been best for her happiness. I cannot do this with you. If you tell her tomorrow that she must give up either your protection or her engagement with me, then she must come to me, and make the best of all the little that I can do for her."
"Who says that I'm going to turn her out?" said Sir Thomas, rising angrily from his chair.
"I do not think that anyone has said this of you."
"Then why do you throw it in my teeth?"
"Because your wife has threatened it."
Then Sir Thomas boiled over in his anger. "No one has threatened it. It is untrue. You are guilty both of impertinence and untruth in saying so." Here Hamel rose from his
"Oh dear, no," said Hamel.
"Four hundred?"
"Nor four hundred -- nor three. I have never netted three hundred in one year after paying the incidental expenses."
"That seems to me to be uncommonly little for a man who is thinking of marrying. Don't you think you had better give it up?"
"I certainly think nothing of the kind."
"Does your father do anything for you?"
"Nothing at all."
"He also makes heads?"
"Heads -- and other things."
"And sells them when he has made them."
"Yes, Sir Thomas; he sells them. He had a hard time once, but now he is run after. He refuses more orders than he can accept." "And he won't do anything for you."
"Nothing. He has quarrelled with me."
"That is very bad. Well now, Mr Hamel, would you mind telling me what your ideas are?" Sir Thomas, when he asked the question, still intended to give assistance, was still minded that the young people should by his assistance be enabled to marry. But he was strongly of opinion that it was his duty, as a rich and protecting uncle, to say something about imprudence, and to magnify difficulties. It certainly would be wrong for an uncle, merely because he was rich, to give away his money to dependent relatives without any reference to those hard principles which a possessor of money always feels it to be his business to inculcate. And up to this point Hamel had done nothing to ingratiate himself. Sir Thomas was beginning to think that the sculptor was an impudent prig, and to declare to himself that, should the marriage ever take place, the young couple would not be made welcome at Glenbogie or Merle Park. But still he intended to go on with his purpose, for Lucy's sake. Therefore he asked the sculptor as to his ideas generally.
"My idea is that I shall marry Miss Dormer, and support her on the earnings of my profession. My idea is that I shall do so before long, in comfort. My idea also is, that she will be the last to complain of any discomfort which may arise from my straitened circumstances at present. My idea is that I am preparing for myself a happy and independent life. My idea also is -- and I assure you that of all my ideas this is the one to which I cling with the fondest assurance -- that I will do my very best to make her life happy when she comes to grace my home."
There was a manliness in this which would have touched Sir Thomas had he been in a better humour, but, as it was, he had been so much irritated by the young man's manner, that he could not bring himself to be just. "Am I to understand that you intend to marry on something under three hundred a year?
Hamel paused for a moment before he made his reply. "How am I to answer such a question," he said, at last, "seeing that Miss Dormer is in your hands, and that you are unlikely to be influenced by anything that I may say?"
"I shall be very much influenced," said Sir Thomas.
"Were her father still alive, I think we should have put our heads together, and between us decided on what might have been best for Lucy's happiness."
"Do you think that I'm indifferent to her happiness?" demanded Sir Thomas.
"I should have suggested to him," continued Hamel, not noticing the last question, "that she should remain in her own home till I could make one for her worthy of her acceptance. And then we should have arranged among us what would have been best for her happiness. I cannot do this with you. If you tell her tomorrow that she must give up either your protection or her engagement with me, then she must come to me, and make the best of all the little that I can do for her."
"Who says that I'm going to turn her out?" said Sir Thomas, rising angrily from his chair.
"I do not think that anyone has said this of you."
"Then why do you throw it in my teeth?"
"Because your wife has threatened it."
Then Sir Thomas boiled over in his anger. "No one has threatened it. It is untrue. You are guilty both of impertinence and untruth in saying so." Here Hamel rose from his