Blackwood Farm (41 page)

“ ‘And you think that it can forget that it was ever human?'

“ ‘Oh, I think so definitely. There must be earthbound spirits which are a thousand years old. There's no ticking clock for them. There's no hunger. There's no thirst. Without us to make them focus and tighten, they simply drift. I'm not even certain what they see or know when they drift, but then along comes a person who can respond to them, and they begin to evolve as a ghost for that person.'

“ ‘And you call yourself a witch because you can see these spirits?'

“ ‘Yes, and because I can talk to them, but I can't just make them do what I want. I haven't experimented with that power. That's too dangerous a power. The whole subject is dangerous, Tarquin.' She lowered her voice and she made a sly glance with her eyes at Goblin. ‘Goblin probably knows, don't you, Goblin?' she asked. ‘He probably knows all of this.'

“I looked back at Goblin. Goblin's face was thoughtful. It had lost some of its meanness, and this relieved me somewhat.

“ ‘Mona, we have to be together, always,' I said. ‘Who else will ever love me the way you can?'

“Goblin drew closer. I put my hand out to stop him.

“ ‘Be patient with me now, Goblin,' I said. ‘It's a different kind of love.'

“ ‘I'd never seek to take your place, Goblin,' said Mona.

“ ‘But truly, Mona,' I addressed her again. ‘Who else will ever love me the way you can?'

“ ‘What are you talking about?' she said. ‘You're tall and gorgeous and you have the most honest blue eyes I've ever seen. You know it's really something when a man has both blue eyes and jet black hair, and that's what you've got. You're what girls call adorable.'

“Of course I loved hearing these compliments—I was very unsure of myself—but they only strengthened my hope that nothing could separate us.

“ ‘Marry me, Mona,' I said. ‘I'm serious. You just have to.'

“ ‘I'm beginning to like the idea, but behave yourself,' she answered. ‘Let's go on about ghosts and spirits. You need to know things. We were talking about earthbound spirits, how they fail to go into the Light.'

“ ‘Are you sure of the Light yourself, Mona?' I asked her.

“ ‘Well, you see, that's the very problem,' she answered. ‘When these people die they aren't sure of it, and they may not recognize the Light for what it is. They may not trust it. They cling to the Earth; they cling to mortals whom they can still see and hear.'

“ ‘And so we have this theoretical spirit whose nucleus doesn't go into the Light,' I said, ‘this soul that drifts—.'

“ ‘Yes,' she said, ‘and it can start a whole adventure for itself, especially if it finds a receptive person like you or me, somebody who can see it even when its organizing powers are still weak. Then of course we help it focus by noticing it and talking to it, and paying attention to it, and its organization becomes stronger and stronger.'

“ ‘But what about a spirit like Goblin? He's not a ghost. He doesn't know where he came from.'

“She shot me a meaningful glance that said: Be careful. ‘Goblin is pure spirit then,' she replied, ‘but spirits are probably organized in exactly the same way—they have the nucleus and then a kind of loose body, a force field of a body, and it's this force field they use, just like a ghost, to gather particles to appear to someone.'

“We walked on out of the cemetery and towards the landing. The swamp looked dark and treacherous already—full of deadly things that want to kill. An evening song came from it that meant death. I tried to ignore it. Mona seemed to like it, to like the evening.

“ ‘Quinn, if only you could talk to Stirling,' she said. ‘I think he would have so much to tell you. You know, it's so easy with Stirling. For centuries the Talamasca has given shelter to people who see ghosts. They welcome people like you and me, and not for selfish reasons. When I was in England I went to their Motherhouse there, and I even visited the Motherhouse in Rome.'

“ ‘Sounds religious, rather like the Trappist monks or the Carmelites.'

“ ‘Well, they are sort of that way,' she answered, ‘but they aren't religious. They're good without being religious. Sometimes it's hard for Fr. Kevin to accept but he's getting used to it. You know how it is with us Catholics. Anything supernatural that isn't from God just has to be evil. And here you have the Talamasca studying the supernatural. But even Fr. Kevin is coming to like Stirling. Nobody could fail to be disarmed by Stirling.'

“ ‘Tell me about Fr. Kevin,' I said. ‘What's his story?'

“ ‘He's a good priest,' she said. ‘I ought to know. I tried hard to get him into bed, as I told you, but couldn't do it. He was born here in a big house on Magazine Street, the last of eight children. His eldest sister is a whole nother generation. We call them the Stainless Mayfairs because they are all very good and never get into any trouble. When he went into the priesthood they sent him up North, and now he's come back, principally because the family needs its own priest and also because he can teach here. He's quite the theologian when he wants to be.'

“ ‘Mona, why do you try to go to bed with so many people?' I asked. I knew that I sounded naive and childlike, but I had to ask her.

“ ‘Why do you do the same thing, Tarquin?'

“ ‘But I don't, not really. Aside from you, I've been to bed with one of the women on the property and that's all.'

“ ‘I know,' she said smiling. ‘It's the gorgeous blond-haired quadroon, Jasmine.'

“ ‘How did you know?'

“ ‘We witches have a little bit of telepathic power,' she said with the same generous smile. ‘I picked up on it, you might say. Didn't you feel that that was a road you had to travel?'

“ ‘Yeah, I guess I did. But compared to you, I'm kind of retarded. I'm almost nineteen and I've slept with one spirit, one ghost and two real women, you being the one with whom I am in love.'

“ ‘I can guess about the spirit,' she said, ‘but tell me about the ghost.'

“ ‘I can't, not now. We're too near her grave.' I pointed to the little headstone in the cemetery. ‘But let me say her name's Rebecca and she's beautiful, and she met her end in a cruel, unjust way and I lost my virginity with her. She has great charm when she comes. . . .

“ ‘. . . And speaking of charm,' I said, ‘I have a tutor who is like that and he's coming right towards us.'

“It was Nash come down from the house to invite us to supper. He looked elegant and handsome in his sharply cut blue denim three-piece suit and a white shirt open at the collar.

“Now, I have to achieve that style, I thought, and he comes by it so daringly and so naturally.

“At once I introduced him to Mona and told him I was going to marry her. He was faintly amazed but accepted it totally seriously.

“ ‘Congratulations, Quinn, and my dear'—he took her hand—‘it's a pleasure.'

“I felt his mellow voice could level mountains. And his face was truly enhanced by its lines and its folds. It gave him the look of wisdom.

“ ‘Of course, we're still going to Europe, Nash,' I said. ‘We're all going. We're stealing Mona.'

“ ‘Well, that makes things doubly exciting,' said Nash with just a twinge of a smile and a touch of gentle irony. He gave his arm to Mona graciously to help her up to the high ground, and I felt ashamed that I hadn't thought to do it.

“As for supper, we were all to join Aunt Queen on the other side of the house where the table was set on the flagstone patio using the newly refurbished wicker.

“ ‘Rebecca's wicker,' I explained to Mona. ‘Rebecca and I—it was in a dream—we had coffee together and we were sitting in these wicker chairs. You'll see.'

“And I'll see too, I thought. I'll see if it matches the furnishings of my dream exactly, because I might have imagined it earlier when I'd wandered out there, so mystified and confused.

“As we walked on, past the front of the house, as I looked up at the reddened and darkening sky, I felt the panic again.

“But I drove it away. Time for something convivial and I was ready for it.

“Quickly I searched for Goblin.
Come with us, be with us.
I tried to smile at him, but I think he knew my multitude of fears. He could read my face if not my mind.”

27

“AS SOON AS I SAW
the ensemble of white wicker tables and chairs I recognized them again as the setting in my dream. It sent the chills up me and the panic came again in a brilliant wave, almost causing my teeth to chatter.

“I could hear Rebecca's voice in my head and I was afraid I was going to get dizzy. When I had described these dizzy states to the doctors at Mayfair Medical they had spoken of small seizures.

“But how could such an explanation account for this—furniture duplicating that which I had only seen well in a dream? The fact was the seizure theory accommodated nothing.

“ ‘Mona, my darling love,' I said as we approached the table, ‘I need you.'

“ ‘What you need more than anything in the world,' she said, ‘is to be with Stirling Oliver.' But I could see the passion in her eyes; I could see that she was holding back. I could see the evidence of my progress with her.

“ ‘And what we all need is supper,' said Aunt Queen, who greeted me with a kiss and then planted one on Mona's cheek also.

“ ‘You know, dear,' said Aunt Queen, ‘you really are quite beautiful.'

“Aunt Queen had decked herself out in a sack dress of beige satin, long strands of pearls, a shell cameo at her throat and the most glittering spike heels I'd seen ever. The band across her toes was studded with diamonds and the brilliantly wrought cameo of Apollo with his lyre at her neck was surrounded by tiny diamonds also.

“The entire supper arrangement was illuminated by soft floodlights attached to the side of the house and also by a ring of candles in hurricane lamps. The wicker was exceptionally detailed and well constructed—what an antique dealer would have given a small fortune to have—and as I studied it the atmosphere of the dream returned to me. Rebecca said in my ear,
Red-haired bitch.
I tasted dream coffee. The chills were quietly passing over me. A wave of terror passed over me.
A life for my life. A death for my death.

“We were seated at once in the newly painted peacock chairs, and yes, I realized, Goblin's place was there to my left as it always was, and I had not even thought to ask for it.

“My mind and body were aswim with sensations. Merely glancing at Mona on my right side made me want to carry her up to bed. And then a dull misery from Rebecca's dream kept breaking through.
Go into the Light,
I silently prayed. I tried hard to focus on what was around me. I had to be a man for Mona. And this was no place to become a centaur.

“Jasmine, got up exquisitely in a tiny-waisted violet suit with a frothy white blouse, brought the tarragon chicken and rice to us. Big Ramona, in her usual crisp white apron, was pouring the wine.

“I could see that Aunt Queen had been working some kind of magic with Jasmine. Jasmine was experiencing some change in status. Jasmine had a glamour to her, and surely I wasn't responsible for it.

“ ‘And look at the shoes on these lovely ladies, would you?' I said to Nash and Mona. ‘It makes me want to kiss their feet.'

“ ‘Eat your supper, Little Boss,' said Jasmine in an under voice. ‘You're not kissing my feet.'

“Mona laughed.

“ ‘Nothing succeeds,' Nash replied, ‘like excess.' He smiled. ‘I must say it is a pleasure being here in these glorious surroundings. I've never heard the cicadas sing like this except here in Louisiana.'

“ ‘And how have you spent today?' I asked. ‘I feel that, having fallen in love with Mona, I'm neglecting you, but discovering one's future bride can be very distracting. I've become a happy madman.'

“ ‘And well it should distract you,' he replied. ‘And you mustn't worry about me for a moment. This is all so new to me, so fascinating. I've been quite fine. I took a long early afternoon nap and then spent a wonderful time surveying your Aunt Queen's fabulous collection of cameos.'

“ ‘Cameos,' said Mona. ‘You mean you have more than what we saw in the living room case?'

“ ‘Hundreds more,' said Aunt Queen. ‘Spanning my whole life, and you can well imagine how long that is. But here, a toast to Mona Mayfair, our lovely young guest, and to Nash Penfield, who will soon guide us on the Grand Tour, and to my great-nephew, who this day came into part of his inheritance.'

“ ‘Mona's going with us to Europe, Aunt Queen,' I declared. ‘Is there any way we could leave before midnight? Mona will be going as my bride.'

“Mona was clearly startled, but she didn't laugh. She only beamed at me, and then boldly she leaned over and kissed my cheek. ‘You would really marry me tonight?' she asked. ‘I think you're truly and egregiously in love with me.'

“ ‘Absolutely and forever,' I said. ‘But we don't have to wait for the ceremony. We could fly out tonight, and get married in Paris. Aunt Queen does it all the time—just flying out. We'd need your passport of course, but I'd go back to the house with you—.'

“ ‘Darling,' said Aunt Queen, ‘I don't think that's necessary. I think I see the Mayfairs coming up the drive now.'

“It was a giant black stretch limousine, just like Aunt Queen's car, crunching the gravel down as it lumbered to a stop before the front steps of the house.

“Mona turned around, then she turned back and she looked at me. The tears rose in her eyes. ‘Tarquin,' she said, ‘would you really take me with you tonight?'

“ ‘Yes, absolutely!' I said. ‘Aunt Queen, you know it's what you want, that I go to Europe, that I be educated! Nash, you can guide and tutor all of us.' I would die for Mona, I knew it. I would fight everyone in that car.

“ ‘Nash,' said Aunt Queen, ‘go and greet them for me, darling. I see the security man rising to his feet. Call him off. I'll never make it across the lawn in these shoes. Be the front man, will you, dear?'

“Mona quickly explained that it was Ryan Mayfair, the lawyer and father of Pierce, and Dr. Rowan Mayfair, and her husband, Michael Curry, who were now approaching the table. I stood up naturally, but Mona did not, and I moved behind her chair and I placed my hands on her shoulders. I had my back to those coming up the lawn. I was being rude. I was bracing for battle.

“ ‘Don't worry, my brave Ophelia,' I said under my breath, ‘you shall not perish while this brave Laertes lives.'

“But the most curious aspect to all this for me was not my own pounding heart, it was the cautious and almost hostile expression on Aunt Queen's face as the little party came around to the left of me, with Nash quickly inviting them to sit down.

“They all declined a chair. They were very much ‘in a hurry,' but were very thankful. ‘We've come to pick up Mona,' said Dr. Rowan Mayfair in a very soft and polite voice. I believe it's what you call a whiskey voice. ‘Mrs. McQueen,' she said with a little nod of her head, ‘you have a magnificent house.'

“ ‘Well, I hope someday,' said Aunt Queen, ‘you can come to visit.' But she was not her usual warm self when she said these words, and she was scrutinizing the group of them in a way I've never seen.

“Introductions were made all around, Ryan Mayfair looking as if he'd been born in his Brooks Brothers suit and Michael Curry, being the oldest and rough cut but a very handsome guy in his safari jacket, with his beautiful salt-and-pepper hair and a very easy manner. He had a very Irish look to him with his square face and blue eyes. The lawyer was uncomfortable and Dr. Rowan Mayfair wasn't exactly at ease either. Dr. Rowan had a high-cheeked, sleek beauty to her with bobbed hair. There was something undeniably frightening about her, though her manner was low-key.

“ ‘Come on, Mona,' said Dr. Rowan, ‘we're here to take you home. You gave us a bit of scare slipping out this morning.'

“ ‘I want you to leave me alone!' Mona said. It was practically a cri de coeur.

“I could scarcely bear the sound of it, and I flew into action without even moving. I held her shoulders. My heart was racing.

“But suddenly Dr. Rowan adopted an ominous face and said, to my complete shock, ‘Michael, take her.'

“Both Ryan Mayfair and Michael Curry moved towards Mona, and Mona screamed, backing up and overturning the chair, and I threw my arms tightly around her. She pivoted in my embrace and buried her face in my chest. She felt like the most fragile and precious little creature that I had ever known or loved, and I intended to fight for her.

“ ‘Come now, gentlemen,' said Nash in a gentle commanding voice, ‘surely you're not trying to take this young lady by force! Mrs. McQueen, are you a neutral party in all of this?'

“ ‘Indeed not,' said Aunt Queen. ‘Jasmine, run get the men.'

“ ‘Wait a minute,' said Michael Curry, and he made the universal gesture with both his hands for patience. He came on like the sweetest guy in the world. ‘Mona, please stop the theatrics and come home, you know you have to. Mona, I don't want to be doing this. Nobody does, but you can't go off like this. Look at it from our point of view.'

“ ‘I'm going to marry her,' I said. ‘And if you lay a finger on her, I'll break your face. Oh, I can see you've got brawn on your side, plenty of it, but I'm young and I'm meaner than I look, so don't try me.'

“As for Goblin, he had risen to his feet and I had whispered to him to do nothing. What he could have done I didn't know, but it frightened me and thrilled me at the same time.

“By now Clem and Allen were running towards the patio. And the security man had come from the front porch to stand by Aunt Queen, his hand on his gun.

“Aunt Queen motioned for Clem and Allen to come on and then stop.

“ ‘Aren't you all being a bit ridiculous about this?' Aunt Queen asked. ‘This girl is having supper with us. I'll have my car bring her home this evening. I've never seen such hysterics before. Dr. Mayfair, I'm shocked.'

“ ‘I'm sorry, Mrs. McQueen,' said Dr. Mayfair. Her voice was still low and husky, and very sincere. Yet a terrible power enforced her words. ‘Mona's fifteen years old. Her parents are both dead. Sometimes she does things that are impulsive. I'm her legal guardian. I want her to come home, and as you can see, she won't do it.'

“Michael Curry shook his head as if to say, The sadness of it, and then very gently he touched Mona's hair. He spoke to her in a soft soothing voice.

“ ‘Now come on, honey, I know how you feel.'

“ ‘No, you don't,' she sobbed against me. ‘None of you do.'

“ ‘Mona, I love you,' he said, and then he went on tenderly. ‘Let us take you back, sweetheart. You can see Quinn tomorrow. Quinn, you could come by the house, couldn't you? We'd be glad to have you. What about tomorrow afternoon? Come on, darling.'

“I grabbed her head and whispered in her ear, ‘Go home and get your passport and be ready.'

“Dr. Mayfair shook her head as if she too hated this predicament. Or as if she'd heard my whisper. The lawyer, Ryan, the smoothie in the suit, never changed his pained expression. I think he was mortified but resigned. He was a good-looking son of a bitch, I had to give him that, and that probably meant his son, the infamous enemy Pierce, was also good-looking.

“Finally Mona turned around and, still clinging tight to my arm, she looked at them.

“ ‘I hate you that you did this to me,' she whispered. ‘I hate you all. I don't trust you.'

“ ‘Dear God, child,' said Aunt Queen. ‘What do you want us to do?'

“Nash looked totally alarmed. Allen and Clem were ready for battle. The security man was on full alert.

“ ‘She has to come home, Mrs. McQueen,' said Dr. Rowan patiently and courteously. Her face was too serene. ‘Quinn, can you come see Mona tomorrow? I think Michael's suggestion was a good one.'

“Mona turned to face me again, and with her back to the evil three she mouthed the word ‘passport.' ‘You'll come at three o'clock, all right?' she said. But her fingers secretly pressed the number two against the inside of my arm.

“ ‘Yes, three o'clock, I'll come.'

“ ‘You can be our guest for dinner,' said Dr. Mayfair. ‘Mrs. McQueen, Mr. Penfield, I'm sorry for all this. Truly I am.' She had such a frank simple manner that her words were almost believable. I mean by that that I couldn't hate her as much as I wanted to. But she was still scary in a secret way.

“Mona kissed me on the cheek. I took hold of her and kissed her on the mouth. ‘I love you,' I said. ‘I'm coming to get you.'

“ ‘Be careful of all the ghosts,' she whispered. ‘Be very careful, and remember, if I somehow become unreachable, or they pull some trick, go to Stirling Oliver. Oak Haven is the southern Retreat House of the Talamasca. Everybody knows where it is. Oak Haven Plantation. It's on the River Road near Vacherie.'

“ ‘Got it,' I answered.

“She backed up. ‘I'll see you tomorrow,' she said. ‘Aunt Queen, thank you for the supper. Mr. Penfield, it was so nice talking with you.'

“Suddenly she paused, staring at Aunt Queen, whose own face was the picture of distress. And then Mona went to her and embraced her and kissed her.

“ ‘Oh, darling, sweet little darling,' said Aunt Queen. ‘God bless you and keep you. And here'—Aunt Queen unhooked the diamond-studded cameo from her throat—‘you take this.'

“ ‘Oh, no, I couldn't,' Mona said.

“ ‘No, you must. Always remember us by it.'

“Mona was going to break into tears again. Taking the cameo clenched in her hand she pivoted and went off fast, and the uncomfortable trio followed her, all of them piling into the awkward stretch limousine, which made a U-turn in the drive and soon vanished in the direction of the highway.

“Jasmine told our palace guard to go back to the kitchen. The security man seemed genuinely disappointed as he headed back to the front porch. Jasmine took my plate and gave me a hot helping of chicken and rice.