Cleg could hardly credit his ears—a General and the owner of all this
wealth, talking freely of doing his own washing. Cleg looked at the
beautiful linen sheets on the bed and marvelled still more. Then he
remembered what Theophilus had said about the presence of women.
"This is your bedroom," said the General, opening a still smaller
room, which contained nothing but a wash-stand and a small "scissors"
camp-bed. Upon a nail behind the doors hung a couple of suits of
clothes.
"These are yours," explained the General; "this room is also yours.
I shall not again enter it. I beg of you, therefore, that when you
have been visiting your friend the widow you will wear one of these
suits, either as it pleases you. But when you come into the rooms which
I share with you, or undertake any of the duties connected with your
position, you will take the trouble to change into the other."
Cleg touched the nearer suit of clothes gently with his hand. It was of
fine texture, though of a fashion somewhat antique, with wide lapels to
the coat and the vest very long. The General opened a drawer.
"Here," he said, "you will find collars, shirts, and stockings which,
though a little large for you, are such as you will rapidly grow into.
Consider them as your own. Assure yourself completely that the owner of
these has no further need for them."
Cleg thanked his benefactor frankly, but without subservience or
profusion.
"Now," said the General, turning rapidly upon Cleg, "I should like to
come to financial terms with you. I am willing to give you one pound
sterling or twenty shillings a week and your food. At the present
rate of the rupee in India, from which much of my income is derived,
I am not desirous of making it more. But in the event of any decided
appreciation in the price of silver, I should be willing to consider
your claims to a supplement."
"It's far ower muckle as it is," cried honest Cleg. "Man, I wad be glad
o' the half o't!"
The General waved his hand.
"My dear sir," he said, "you are as yet unaware of the intensely
peculiar services which your position here will require of you. You
may have to see strange things sometimes, and to learn to say nothing.
I desire, therefore, to remunerate you suitably in advance. What I
shall reveal to you is perfectly harmless, as I shall show you. But
still I am aware that there is a not unnatural prejudice against such
experiences, especially among the young. We will call it, therefore,
for the present a pound a week."
[Illustration: Along gloomy passages.]
Cleg nodded. He was willing to sleep in a vault amongst skulls and
crossbones, with a reliable up-to-time ghost thrown in, for a pound a
week.
"I will now show you my own bedroom," he said.
The General opened the locks of the doors leading into the house with
the same precise caution, and with some additional secrecy as well. But
even in this the General behaved with a gentlemanly reticence.
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