Catriona

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"But so much I need make no

secret of, that I bear the lady you refer to the most tender

affection, and I could not fancy, even in a dream, a better fortune

than to get her."

"I was sure of it, I felt certain of you, David," he cried, and

reached out his hand to me.

I put it by. "You go too fast, Mr. Drummond," said I. "There are

conditions to be made; and there is a difficulty in the path, which

I see not entirely how we shall come over. I have told you that,

upon my side, there is no objection to the marriage, but I have

good reason to believe there will be much on the young lady's."

"This is all beside the mark," says he. "I will engage for her

acceptance."

"I think you forget, Mr. Drummond," said I, "that, even in dealing

with myself, you have been betrayed into two-three unpalatable

expressions. I will have none such employed to the young lady. I

am here to speak and think for the two of us; and I give you to

understand that I would no more let a wife be forced upon myself,

than what I would let a husband be forced on the young lady."

He sat and glowered at me like one in doubt and a good deal of

temper.

"So that is to be the way of it," I concluded. "I will marry Miss

Drummond, and that blithely, if she is entirely willing. But if

there be the least unwillingness, as I have reason to fear--marry

her will I never."

"Well well," said he, "this is a small affair. As soon as she

returns I will sound her a bit, and hope to reassure you--"

But I cut in again. "Not a finger of you, Mr. Drummond, or I cry

off, and you can seek a husband to your daughter somewhere else,"

said I. "It is I that am to be the only dealer and the only judge.

I shall satisfy myself exactly; and none else shall anyways meddle-

-you the least of all."

"Upon my word, sir!" he exclaimed, "and who are you to be the

judge?"

"The bridegroom, I believe," said I.

"This is to quibble," he cried. "You turn your back upon the fact.

The girl, my daughter, has no choice left to exercise. Her

character is gone."

"And I ask your pardon," said I, "but while this matter lies

between her and you and me, that is not so."

"What security have I!" he cried. "Am I to let my daughter's

reputation depend upon a chance?"

"You should have thought of all this long ago," said I, "before you

were so misguided as to lose her; and not afterwards when it is

quite too late. I refuse to regard myself as any way accountable

for your neglect, and I will be browbeat by no man living. My mind

is quite made up, and come what may, I will not depart from it a

hair's breadth. You and me are to sit here in company till her

return: upon which, without either word or look from you, she and

I are to go forth again to hold our talk. If she can satisfy me

that she is willing to this step, I will then make it; and if she

cannot, I will not."

He leaped out of his chair like a man stung. "I can spy your

manoeuvre," he cried; "you would work upon her to refuse!"

"Maybe ay, and maybe no," said I. "That is the way it is to be,

whatever."

"And if I refuse?" cries he.

"Then, Mr. Drummond, it will have to come to the throat-cutting,"

said I.

What with the size of the man, his great length of arm in which he

came near rivalling his father, and his reputed skill at weapons, I

did not use this word without trepidation, to say nothing at all of

the circumstance that he was Catriona's father. But I might have

spared myself alarms. From the poorness of my lodging--he does not

seem to have remarked his daughter's dresses, which were indeed all

equally new to him--and from the fact that I had shown myself

averse to lend, he had embraced a strong idea of my poverty. The

sudden news of my estate convinced him of his error, and he had

made but the one bound of it on this fresh venture, to which he was

now so wedded, that I believe he would have suffered anything

rather than fall to the alternative of fighting.

Robert Louis Stevenson
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