A Fish Dinner in Memison - Zimiamvian Trilogy 02 (13 page)

He let the reins hang loose on the pommel. The soft measured noise of champing of grass carried in that ugly stillness a threat, as of Time's sands running out. As if it were said: How if all this were but to feel our affection to his person? Not meaning to strike, but first— having summoned us together here, in this outest corner of the realm—to choose out, snap in two, throw on the midden, any blades of meaner mettle? Strange how all we cannot but entirely love and cleave unto him, like unreasoned beasts, that himself is evermore false and double. May be there's a design in these chance delays: heaven's design or his. Perilous, too, to be unobedient to the sovereign—'Howsoev
er, I'll think so,' said Mandri
card suddenly. 'Pack while we may.' And so, giving the reins a shake, rode away through the woods northwards.

He was departed but a few minutes when the others began to come in: Prince Gilmanes first, on a white horse: overtaking him, Count Olpman.

'Your excellence rides well armed, I see.'

'You too,' said the Prince.

'Whom must we meet to-night?'

'Yon can answer that as well as I can.'

'Our host, our two selves, and four besides of his picking. How like you of those four?'

'Tell me their names first.'

Olpman smiled craftily. 'With your excellency's leave, I'll see 'em afore I name them.'

'God's death!' said the Prince, 'are we children, to beat about the bush when each knows, and each knows t'other knows? No matter: 'tis safest may be. How life you of them?'

'Trust him to pick sound.'

'Trust? sounds strangely after such talk; and in the mouth of a man of law.'

'When time comes for action, no moving save upon some hazard.'

‘I’ll
tell you, Olpman, wherein I'll put my trust. In hate sooner than in love, and ambition than loyalty, and commodity than either. 'Tis therefore I trust the Vicar.'

‘
Why? because of commodity?'

'Yes. Commodity: to me in him, to him in me. You
‘I’ll
trust, 'cause of the hate you bear to Beroald.'

‘
Well, your excellency too, I think, hath small reason to love that one.'

'For respect of what?'

'Yonder lecherous and bloody woman. Your nephew sticked with daggers at Krestenaya.'

The Prince gave a little shrug of the shoulders. A haughty unkind cold melancholy man he seemed, not without charm of manner. 'O as for that, I know not. The like occasion had egged us to the like cruelty. Yours, my lord, is the more unfalliable ground: beholding this Beroald, your sometime pupil, ten years your younger, preferred, 'gainst all justice and reason, to this high place, of great Chancellor of Fingiswold. They ought not to think it strange if we shall otherwise provide for ourselves, and join with other, when we find no conformity nor towardness with them.—Here's Arquez and Clavius. 'Tis fear holds those two.'

'Fear, 'cause the matter he knows against 'em?'

'Aye. And 'cause he can break them in pieces when he will.—Here's Stathmar.
Good. I smell comfort in Stath
mar.'

In the failing light it was barely possible to know faces now, the moon yet unrisen. The Vicar himself on a great chestnut stallion rode in last: Gabriel at his elbow on a brown jennet and with a led horse in his hand laden with saddle-bags and two hogsheads of wine. 'God give you good e'en,' said the Vicar, leaping from horseback and
passing the reins to Gabriel. ‘F
ive. Well, go we in. Every man his own horse-boy to-night. Turn 'em into the yard behind the house: we'll take no chances where unreadiness might undo all. Gabriel, shutter the windows i' yon chamber: darken the chinks with cloaks: then light candles, set the wine on the table and the meat pies. We'll confer whiles we sup.' Then, under his breath, unobserved, to Gabriel, 'And forget not,' he said, 'the word I gave you: in case.' Gabriel answer
ed with a little swift weasel-gl
ance, secret, gone the next instant, sufficient.

They sat about a bare trestle table: the Vicar at the near end by the door, Olpman upon his right, armoured to the throat, and Stathmar upon his left, with bold honest brown eyes, square brown beard and shaven head,
a
big man and a strong, may be forty years of age. Huge in bulk, upon Olpman's right, sat Arquez, with tiny piglike eyes buried in rolls of flesh; then, at the table's end facing the Vicar, Gilmanes, with Clavius on his right, and so again Stathmar. Youngest of them by much seemed this Clavius, of a malapert and insolent carriage, fluffy yellow beard, and pale fish-like eyes. Gabriel by the Vicar's command was ever in and out, to keep watch: held his meat in one hand, his sword ready in the other, and took his sup of wine between-whiles.

The Vicar sat uncloaked now, in tanned leather jerkin armed all over with scales or sequins of polished iron and with golden buckles at neck and waist and a gorget of iron plate damascened with gold and silver. Bolt upright, his hands flat-palmed before him on the table, he went over his company man by man. 'You have begun ill with me, Prince,' he said for first word, thrusting out his jaw at him: 'broke faith ere we be set at table.'

Gilmanes changed colour. 'I know not what your excellency means.'

'Bring a train of soldiers with you, when I made it condition all should come alone. I saw 'em myself in Gilgash.'

'I'm sorry. 'Twas but three or four only, for safety Of my person.'

‘I
can care for your person, my lord. Robbers and reivers walk not here at liberty uncorrected, in South Rerek, as in your northern parts they do use. If I am to trust
a
man, a shall trust me, tit for tat. Who else hath done like that? Olpman, I noted your badge on half
a
dozen buff jackets as I came through the village.'

'Your noble excellence will pardon me, I hope,' said the Count, 'if I mistook the condition.'

'If me no ifs. All this is against you, and shall be, till you make it good.'

'I thought we were free to bring 'em up to Gilgash so we came alone hither to Middlemead.'

'The Devil dirt in your beard. You deal like the fish sepia, you lawyers: ever smother your traces in voidance of too much ink. Stathmar?'

'Not an one, my lord.'

'There speaks a man. Clavius?'

‘I
dare not venture myself unmanned on the Meszrian border: by cause of Ibian.'

'Your old kind Meszrian host? Go, I think you've reason.' The Vicar laughed, a single crack betwixt a snarl and a bark. I'f I'd been so unkind as give you bound to Ibian when he asked me, go, I'd wager five firkins of muscatel 'gainst a couple of peasen you'd ne'er gone gulling again.—Arquez?'

Arquez sullenly answered,
‘
No.'

'What's no? I say you brought men, contrary to troth plighted 'twixt us. Answer me directly without colour whether it be so or not.'

‘I
say directly, your highness, it is not so.'

A combust black choler seemed to darken the Vicar's eyes glaring upon him. There was silence a minute. Then the Vicar spoke again, sitting back in his chair with folded arms. 'By the ear-feathers of Sathanas! I'm heartily minded to a done with you all. My Lord Stathmar and I come hither alone, as articled:' (here Gabriel, passing in his hithers and thithers out of the door, with none to mark him, laughed in his sleeve): 'the rest break faith, e'en in so slight a matter, quick as a dog will eat a pudding.' Like rabbits under the menace of the stoat, those great lords sat mum, meeting one after the other the eye of him upon them. 'Where's Mandricard?' None could tell. 'If he hath turned tricksome,—go, they say kings have long hands: a shall find that I have longer. I'll have him caboshed like a stag and bub my wine from's brain-pan. Look you,' he said, and a sudden great clattering blow of his fist on the board made all leap in their seats, If there be any here doubteth to confide himself to me in this business, let him go home now. I'll take it upon my honour I'll bear him neither grudge nor disfavour. So only it be now o' the instant; for, after this business be opened, to turn back them shall cost a man nothing but his life.'

But they, as with one mouth, with most vehement heat of oaths and promises, pledged him their fealty.

Then,' said he, 'to proceed with frankness to the matter. There's not a man here but of Rerek born and bred. In this land of our fathers hath changes come about, these ten years or more. We be loyal liege subjects all unto our sovereign Lord the King (Gods send he live for ever). For all that, we feel the changes: feel the foreign hand upon us. Instance myself: Laimak since thirty generations her own mistress, but now fief royal: we must do suits and services. For the lesser fish i' the pond, where were they to-day if I had not stood 'twixt them and forfeit of their privileges? where were Mandricard? County Olpman, where were you? With the headsman's hands already fumbling at your neckband, whose mercy, say, save mine could have availed to keep that head of yours upon your shoulders? ay, and a dozen more i' the like despaired condition, attainted after Valero's treason? You, and you too, my Lord Stathmar, are witness to the sharpness of my correction of that traitor: to the sharpness too of my dealing with some that, seeing the realm fallen in a roar, thought it time to oppress their neighbours. But I shaved their beards right smoth and clean,—insolents, o' the kidney of yonder office nobility we see puffed up now, Jeronimy, Beroald, Roder, and their kind: crammed till they belch again with the rightful sustenance of better men. So help me, I'll pluck down some or another of them too, ere I come to my grey hairs. Then you, Gilmanes. Be you remembered the King took Kaima from you, the most rich and precious stone out of your princely coronal, 'cause of this matter of your brother Valero; but by my procurement, was given you back again. I helped you 'gainst your neighbour Princes, Ercles and Aramond, that, of their long accustomed malice many years rooted, so vexed you in your borders. 'Twas thanks only to my speedy intelligence but last winter, in your little beggarly town of Veiring, that you 'scaped there unmurdered. I have still helped and upholden you in correcting of the mutiny of certain cities in your parts, which were dread in time to allure and stir the more part of the other cities to the like. To you, Arquez and Clavius, I say but this: I have in a casket matter against you enough (should you displease me) to send you to them that shall cut out the head, gammon, and flitches, and hang up the rest
pro bono publico.

'Broach some more wine, good pug,' he said to Gabriel. 'So much friendly exhortation marvellously dries the throat.' He thrummed a morris dance on the table with his fingers while the wine was pouring. When he looked up, the thunder-clouds had left his face. 'We be loyal liege subjects all,' he said. 'But sad 'tis and true 'tis, no King lives for ever; and 'tis mere prudence to ponder what waits us round the next turning. 'Twere no great wonder if some that have well and truly served King Mezentius should boggle if it were to come to King Styllis.'

'As, by law, come it must,' said Count Olphman: 'to the son born in wedlock and undubitate heir.' 'An untried boy,' said Stathmar.

'Proud, insolent, jealous of all true merit,' said Gil-manes.

'God abolish his name under heaven,' said Clavius. Arquez ground his teeth.

'Such inconveniences,' said the Vicar, 'are lightly by wise policy to be turned to advantage. But mischief is in his tutors. Be sure of this, my lords: come that day, you shall see a triumvirate of court sycophants, under colour of young Styllis, take power i' the Three Kingdoms: Roder, 'cause the boy clings yet to him as to's wet-nurse; the fat Admiral, 'cause of legitimacy and what has been must be; and Beroald, 'cause in the sheep's-heads o' the other two is not brains sufficient betwixt the pair of 'em to keep 'em from disaster not a sennight's space, nor resolution enough to hold to any course resolved on, but still must run to him.'

'And besides all this,' Stathmar said, 'your excellency has to reckon with Zayana.'

'Aye, I was coming to that'

'O, I redoubt not him,' said Olpman. 'So he have his pretty pussy to huggle withal, it forceth not A do-little, a—'

There your judgement, my Lord Olpman, so needle-eyed as I have known it, turns blind as a beetle,' said the Vicar. 'Five years now he hath shown himself, in conduct of his dukedom, high-thoughted like to's father. Because in his underage and jollity he will eat and drink and have dalliance with women, be not you so bedoted as
think
that the sum. Bastard blood is very bold and hurtful: the more so, come of the loins of King Mezentius. And we manage not this young Duke, he may yet prove a main part of our undoing. Styllis, Barganax, and yonder three unite and joined against us, our matter were like to go evil. But feed we but their factions and hold 'em apart (as, with him, we may use the offences Styllis hath unbrotherly committed and shall likely yet commit against him),—why, with such a policy, I dare pawn down my life, Rerek shall still find her a cloak for every rain.'

There fell a silence. Under the Vicar's careless-seeming yet most discomfortably mind-searching glance, men's eyes shifted, as though each looked for other first to unrip the seals and show what underlay these unresty hints and half-spoken loose suggestions. 'Let me put in your minds, if you forget,' said the Vicar, that you, not I, first sought such a conference as this is, when each severally in writing you put yourselves to my protection. And, that you may see how merely for the common weal I take hand in the thing, I'll tell you: if there be any man living you think likelier than me to help you in such perilous circumstances as but now we spoke on,—show him to me. I'll give place to him, swear him fealty and upholding.'