A drive down to Bevisham to witness the ceremony of the nomination in
the town-hall sobered Mr. Tuckham’s disposition to generalize.
Beauchamp had the show of hands, and to say with Captain Baskelett,
that they were a dirty majority, was beneath Mr. Tuckham’s verbal
antagonism. He fell into a studious reserve, noting everything,
listening to everybody, greatly to Colonel Halkett’s admiration of one
by nature a talker and a thunderer.
The show of hands Mr. Seymour Austin declared to be the most delusive
of electoral auspices; and it proved so. A little later than four
o’clock in the afternoon of the election-day, Cecilia received a
message from her father telling her that both of the Liberals were
headed; “Beauchamp nowhere.”
Mrs. Grancey Lespel was the next herald of Beauchamp’s defeat. She
merely stated the fact that she had met the colonel and Mr. Blackburn
Tuckham driving on the outskirts of the town, and had promised to bring
Cecilia the final numbers of the poll. Without naming them, she
unrolled the greater business in her mind.
“A man who in the middle of an Election goes over to France to fight a
duel, can hardly expect to win; he has all the morality of an English
borough opposed to him,” she said; and seeing the young lady stiffen:
“Oh! the duel is positive,” she dropped her voice. “With the husband.
Who else could it be? And returns invalided. That is evidence. My
nephew Palmet has it from Vivian Ducie, and he is acquainted with her
tolerably intimately, and the story is, she was overtaken in her flight
in the night, and the duel followed at eight o’clock in the morning;
but her brother insisted on fighting for Captain Beauchamp, and I
cannot tell you how—but _his_ place in it I can’t explain—there was a
beau jeune homme, and it’s quite possible that _he_ should have been
the person to stand up against the marquis. At any rate, he insulted
Captain Beauchamp, or thought your hero had insulted him, and the duel
was with one or the other. It matters exceedingly little with whom, if
a duel was fought, and you see we have quite established that.”
“I hope it is not true,” said Cecilia.
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