There was another reason, too, Mr. Grey said, why he had made up his
mind to alter nothing in the surrounding grounds or outward aspect of
the house--he wanted to see whether that house was going to beat him, or
he was going to beat that house.
So when all was in order, he set about house-warming on a prodigious
scale--a scale that was a revelation to the people of Daneford.
He filled all the bedrooms with guests, and had a couple of dozen men to
dine with him every day for a fortnight.
He told his servants, as long as they did their work punctually and
satisfactorily, they might have friends to see them, and might make
their friends welcome to the best things in the servants' hall every day
for a fortnight.
There were bonfires in the courtyard, and fiddlers and dancing. A barrel
of beer was placed on the horse-trough, and mugs and cans appeared in
glittering rows on a table beside the cask, and painted on the butt-end
of the cask the words, "Help yourself."
When he lived in town his establishment had consisted of three servants.
For the fête a dozen additional servants were engaged and a French cook.
There were a lodge and gate to the Manor Park, but there was no
lodge-man or woman; and during the festivities the gate always stood
open until midnight, and all passersby were free to come in and join the
dancers and partake of the ale.
One day he had all the clerks of his own bank to dine with him; and
while they were over their wine and cigars he informed them their
salaries were from that hour advanced twenty per cent.
He was then a simple member of the Chamber of Commerce; he had not yet
been elected chairman. He entertained the whole Chamber another evening,
and then told the members he had that day written to their secretary,
declaring his resolution not to charge interest on the money advanced by
his bank--three thousand pounds--for the completion of the new building
in course of construction by the Chamber.
A third evening he asked all the members of the Harbour Board, and told
them that he had made up his mind to abandon the old claim for interest
on their overdraughts set up by his father.
Then he gave a Commercial Club evening, to which were bidden all his
friends and acquaintances, who were also members of the club. After
roast beef came two large silver dishes, on one of which was, plainly
enough, plum-pudding; on the other, something that was plainly not
plum-pudding. The host nodded to the servants, and both dishes burst
into flame; the dish that contained the plum-pudding standing opposite
the treasurer of the club, at the foot of the table; the thing that was
not plum-pudding standing opposite the banker. Whatever had been before
him was, when the brandy ceased to burn, all consumed, except a little
black matter that floated about on the surface of the fluid in the dish.
"Everyone must have some of my new sauce. I invented it myself, and I
will take it as a favour if all will taste it with the pudding."
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