but indeed words are very rascals since bonds disgrace them.
—twelfth night iii. 1.
i think that we shall have to accept sir anthony wykeham's account of how the proceedings finally terminated. he avers that by the time the church clock of st. clement's had struck the hour of ten, sir john ayloffe was the only man present in that small private room who could at all be called sober.
at that hour my lord of rochester it seems lay right across the table with flushed face hidden in the bend of the elbow, snoring lustily at intervals and at others lifting a heavy head in order to hurl a bibulous remark at impassive sir john or over-excited stowmaries: sir knaith bullock had quite frankly exchanged the rickety incertitude of master foorde's chairs for the more solid level of the floor, where after sundry struggles with a tiresome cravat and a persistently wry perruque he lay amidst the straw and the unsavoury postprandial debris that littered it, in comfort and security.
wykeham, according to his own account, had lapsed into somnolent sulkiness, vaguely listening to the ribald jests and coarse oaths uttered by the others, and to the monotonous murmur of sir john's voice as he explained the details of his scheme to stowmaries.
the latter had certainly drunk more brandy than was good for the clearness of his brain. excitement, too, had wrought upon his blood, with the result that the events of[89] this night took on the garb of some over-vivid dream: but, as soon as he realised that his perceptions were becoming too confused to take in ayloffe's varied suggestions, he made a vigorous effort to regain possession of himself. he called for a bowl of iced water, and dashed its contents into his face and across his eyes. after that he steadily refused to drink any more, nor did sir john press him any further.
the insinuating poison had done its work: there was no fear now that stowmaries would wish to draw back.
"i pray you draw your chair nearer, my lord," said ayloffe after awhile when of a truth he saw that the rest of the company was quite helpless, "these gentlemen are not like to disturb us now."
with unaccountable reluctance stowmaries did as the older man bade him, and presently the two men withdrew altogether from out the circle of dim light thrown by the guttering tallow candles.
"your lordship, i take it then, agrees with the broad basis of my scheme," said ayloffe, speaking quite low, only just above a whisper. "you are anxious to free yourself from this undesired marriage, and you think that my suggestion is one which will most easily help you to accomplish this purpose?"
"that is so," assented stowmaries readily.
"on the other hand," continued ayloffe, "your lordship is prepared to pay the sum of seventy thousand pounds to the man who will impersonate your lordship in the house of m. legros, merchant tailor of paris, who will—in your name and person—claim the legros girl as his wife, and go through the necessary civil and religious ceremonies that will ratify the original marriage; and, finally, who will undertake not to reveal his own identity to the tailor's[90] daughter until you, my lord, will grant him leave. for these services," concluded sir john with emphasis, "is your lordship prepared to pay the vast sum of seventy thousand pounds?"
"more than that," replied stowmaries in an excited whisper, which rendered his voice hoarse and his tongue stiff and parched. "more than that and money down: fifty thousand pounds on that day that he signs and seals the bargain with me, and starts on his errand for paris, and a further seventy thousand on the day that the tailor's daughter leaves her parents' home in his company. a hundred and twenty thousand pounds! mine honour! my life upon it. but where in the name of hell will you find the man to take it?"
by way of an immediate reply, sir john placed a warning finger to his mouth, then rose and beckoning to the other to follow him, he went to the door which divided the private parlour from the public coffee room, and throwing it open he pointed to the rowdy company who sat assembled each side of the oblong trestle table.
"amongst that crowd," he whispered with an insinuating smile.
