'I'll see you before dinner to-morrow,' said Plantagenet.
'Ah, do,' said the duke. 'I'll not keep you five minutes.' And at six o'clock on the following afternoon the two were closeted together in the duke's private room.
'I don't suppose there is much in it,' began the duke, 'but people are talking about you and Lady Dumbello.'
'Upon my word, people are very kind.' And Mr Palliser bethought himself of the fact,—for it certainly was a fact,—that people for a great many years had talked about his uncle and Lady Dumbello's mother-in-law.
'Yes; kind enough; are they not? You've just come from Hartlebury, I believe.' Hartlebury was the Marquis of Hartletop's seat in Shropshire.
'Yes, I have. And I'm going there again in February.'
'Ah, I'm sorry for that. Not that I mean, of course, to interfere with your arrangements. You will acknowledge that I have not often done so, in any matter whatever.'
'No; you have not,' said the nephew, comforting himself with an inward assurance that no such interference on his uncle's part could have been possible.
'But in this instance it would suit me, and I really think it would suit you too, that you should be as little at Hartlebury as possible. You have said you would go there, and of course you will go. But if I were you, I would not stay above a day or two.'
Mr Plantagenet Palliser received everything he had in the world from his uncle. He sat in Parliament through his uncle's interest, and received an allowance of ever so many thousand a year which his uncle could stop to-morrow by his mere word. He was his uncle's heir, and the dukedom, with certain entailed properties, must ultimately fall to him, unless his uncle should marry and have a son. But by far the greater portion of the duke's property was unentailed; the duke might probably live for the next twenty years or more; and it was quite possible that, if offended, he might marry and become a father. It may be said that no man could well be more dependent on another than Plantagenet Palliser was upon his uncle; and it may be said also that no father or uncle ever troubled his heir with less interference. Nevertheless, the nephew immediately felt himself aggrieved by this allusion to his private life, and resolved at once that he would not submit to such surveillance.
'I don't know how long I shall stay,' said he; 'but I cannot say that my visit will be influenced one way or the other by such a rumour as that.'
'No; probably not. But it may perhaps be influenced by my request.' And the duke, as he spoke, looked a little savage.
'You wouldn't ask me to regard a report that has no foundation.'
'I am not asking about its foundation. Nor do I in the least wish to interfere with your manner in life.' By which last observation the duke intended his nephew to understand that he was quite at liberty to take away any other gentleman's wife, but that he was not at liberty to give occasion even for a surmise that he wanted to take Lord Dumbello's wife. 'The fact is this, Plantagenet. I have for many years been intimate with that family. I have not many intimacies, and shall probably never increase them. Such friends as I have, I wish to keep, and you will easily perceive that any such report as that which I have mentioned, might make it unpleasant for me to go to Hartlebury, or for the Hartlebury people to come here.' The duke certainly could not have spoken plainer, and Mr Palliser understood him thoroughly. Two such alliances between the two families could not be expected to run pleasantly together, and even the rumour of any such second alliance might interfere with the pleasantness of the former one.
'That's all,' said the duke.
'It's a most absurd slander,' said Mr Palliser.
'I dare say. Those slanders always are absurd; but what can we do? We can't tie up people's tongues.' And the duke looked as though he wished to have the subject considered as finished, and to be left alone.
'But we can disregard them,' said the nephew, indiscreetly.
'You may. I have never been able to do so. And yet, I believe, I have not earned for myself the reputation of being subject to the voices of men. You think that I am asking much of you; but you should remember that hitherto I have given much and have asked nothing. I expect you to oblige me in this matter.'
Then Mr Plantagenet Palliser left the room, knowing that he had been threatened. What the duke had said amounted to this—If you go on dangling after Lady Dumbello, I'll stop the seven thousand a year which I give you. I'll oppose your next return at Silverbridge, and I'll make a will and leave away from you Matching and The Horns,—a beautiful little place in Surrey, the use of which had been already
