having taken service on an East Indiaman. They are not
properly trained, of course, but they will only be carrying
dishes to and from the Kitchens, and we have instructed
them most severely to show no alarm at being in the
presence of the dragon, which I hope they have understood.
However, I do have some Anxiety as to their comprehension
of what faces them, and should you have enough liberty to
come early, that we may try their Fortitude, it would be
just as well.
Laurence did not indulge in sighs; he folded the letter,
sent his Chinese coat to his tailors for refurbishment, and
asked Jane her permission to go some hours earlier. In the
event, the Chinese servants did set up a great commotion on
their arrival, but only by leaving all their work and
running to prostrate themselves before Temeraire, nearly
throwing themselves beneath his feet in their efforts to
make the show of respect generally considered due a
Celestial, as symbolic of the Imperial family. The British
workmen engaged in the final decoration of the covert were
not nearly so complaisant, and vanished one and all,
leaving the great panels of embroidered silk, surely made
at vast expense, hanging half askew from the tree branches
and dragging upon the earth.
Wilberforce exclaimed in dismay as he came to greet
Laurence; but Temeraire issued instructions to the Chinese
servants, who set to work with great energy, and with the
assistance of the crew the covert was a handsome if
astonishing sight in time to receive the guests, with brass
lamps tied makeshift onto branches to stand in place of
Chinese paper lanterns, and small coal-stoves placed at
intervals along the tables.
"We may bring the business off, if only it will not come on
to snow," Lord Allendale said pessimistically, arriving
early to inspect the arrangements. "It is a pity your
mother could not be here," he added, "but the child has not
yet come, and she does not like to leave Elizabeth in her
confinement," referring to the wife of Laurence's eldest
brother, soon to present him with his fifth.
The night stayed clear, if cold, and the guests began to
arrive in cautious dribs and drabs, keeping well away from
Temeraire, who was ensconced in his clearing at the far end
of the long tables, and peering at him not very
surreptitiously through opera glasses. Laurence's officers
were all meanwhile standing by him, stiff and equally
terrified in their best coats and trousers: all new,
fortunately, Laurence having taken the trouble to direct
his officers to the better tailors in Dover, and funding
himself the necessary repairs which all their wardrobes had
required after their long sojourn abroad.
Emily was the only one of them pleased, as she had acquired
her first silk gown for the occasion, and if she tripped
upon the hem a little she did not seem to mind, rather
exultant in her kid gloves and a string of pearls, which
Jane had bestowed upon her. "It is late enough in
conscience for her to be learning how to manage skirts,"
Jane said. "Do not fret, Laurence; I promise you no one
will be suspicious. I have made a cake of myself in public
a dozen times, and no one ever thought me an aviator for
it. But if it gives you any comfort, you may tell them she
is your niece."
"I may do no such thing; my father will be there, and I
assure you he is thoroughly aware of all his
grandchildren," Laurence said. He did not tell her that his
father would immediately conclude Emily to be his own
natural-born child, should he make such a false claim, but
only privately decided he should keep Emily close by
Temeraire's side, where she would be little seen; he had
been in no doubt that his guests would keep a very good
distance, whatever persuasion Mr. Wilberforce intended to
apply.
That persuasion, however, took the most undesirable form,
Mr. Wilberforce saying, "Come; behold this young girl here
who thinks nothing of standing in reach of the dragon. If
you can permit yourself, madam, to be outdone by trained
aviators, I hope you will not allow a child to outstrip
you," while Laurence with sinking heart observed his father
turning to cast an astonished eye on Emily which confirmed
all his worst fears.
Lord Allendale did not scruple, either, to approach and
interrogate her; Emily, perfectly innocent of malice,
answered in her clear girlish voice, "Oh, I have lessons
every day, sir, from the captain, although it is Temeraire
who gives me my mathematics, now, as Captain Laurence does
not like the calculus. But I had rather practice fencing,"
she added candidly, and looked a little uncertain when she
found herself laughed over, and pronounced a dear, by the
pair of society ladies who had been persuaded to venture
close to the great table, by her example.
"A masterful stroke, Captain," Wilberforce murmured softly;
"wherever did you find her?" and did not wait for an answer
before he accosted a few gentlemen who had risked coming
near, and worked upon them in the same fashion, adding to
his persuasions that if Lady So-and-So had approached
Temeraire, surely they could not show themselves hesitant.
Temeraire was very interested in all the guests,
particularly admiring the more bejeweled of the ladies, and
managed by accident to please the Marchioness of Carstoke,
a lady of advanced years and receded neckline whose bosom
was concealed only by a vulgar set of emeralds-in-gold, by
informing her she looked a good deal more the part, in his
estimation, than the Queen of Prussia, whom he had only
seen in traveling-clothes. Several gentlemen challenged him
to perform simple sums; he blinked a little, and having
given them the answers inquired whether this was a sort of
game performed at parties, and whether he ought to offer
them a mathematical problem in return.
"Dyer, pray bring me my sand-table," he said, and when this
was arranged, he sketched out with his claw a small diagram
for purposes of setting them a question on the Pythagorean
theorem, sufficient to baffle most of the attending
gentlemen, whose own mathematical skills did not extend
past the card-tables.
"But it is a very simple exercise," Temeraire said in some
confusion, wondering aloud to Laurence if he had missed
some sort of joke, until at last a gentleman, a member of
the Royal Society on a quest to observe for himself certain
aspects of Celestial anatomy, was able to solve the puzzle.
When Temeraire had audibly spoken to the servants in
Chinese, and conversed in fluent French with several of the
guests, and had failed to eat or crush anyone, increasing
fascination began at last to trump fear and draw more of
the company towards him. Laurence shortly found himself
quite neglected as of considerably less interest: a
circumstance which would have delighted him, if only it had
not left him subject to awkward conversation with his
father, who inquired stiltedly about Emily's mother:
questions whose evasion would only have made Laurence seem
the more guilty, and yet whose perfectly truthful answers,
that Emily was the natural-born daughter of a Jane Roland,
a gentlewoman living in Dover, and whose education he had
taken as his charge, left entirely the wrong impression,
which Laurence could no more correct than his father would
outright ask.
"She is a pretty-behaved girl, for her station in life, and
I hope she does not want for anything," Lord Allendale
said, in a sort of sidling way. "I am sure if there was any
difficulty in finding her a respectable situation, when she
is grown, your mother and I would be glad to be of
assistance."
Laurence did his best to make it clear that this handsome
offer was unnecessary, in some desperation turning to a lie
of omission, saying, "She has friends, sir, as must prevent
her ever being in real distress; I believe there is already
some arrangement made for her future." He gave no details,
and his father, his sense of propriety satisfied, did not
inquire further; fortunate, as that arrangement, military
service in the Corps, would hardly have recommended itself
to Lord Allendale. The bleak notion came to Laurence only
afterwards, that if Excidium were to die, Emily should have
no dragon to inherit, and thus no assured post: though a
handful of Longwing eggs were presently being tended at
Loch Laggan, there were more women serving in the Corps
than would be needed to satisfy these new hatchlings.
He made his escape, saying he saw Wilberforce beckoning him
over; that gentleman indeed welcomed his company, if he had
not immediately been soliciting it, and took hold of
Laurence's arm to guide him through the crowd, and
introduce him to all his prodigious acquaintance, amongst
the curiously mingled attendance. Many had come merely to
be entertained, and for the sensation of seeing a dragon;
or more honestly for the right to say they had done so: a
substantial number of these being gentlemen of fashion,
come already from heavy drinking, whose conversation would
have made the noise impenetrable in a smaller space. Those
ladies and gentlemen active in the abolition movement, or
evangelical causes, were easily distinguished by their
markedly more sober appearance, both in dress and mien; the
tracts which they were giving out were ending largely upon
the ground, and being trodden into the dirt.
There were also a great many patriots, whether from real
feeling or the desire to attach their names to a
subscription-list with the word Trafalgar upon it, as
Wilberforce had arranged it should be published in the
newspapers, and not inclined to be quibbling over whether
those veterans were men or dragons. The political range was
thoroughly represented, therefore, and more than one heated
discussion had broken out, with the lubrications of liquor
and enthusiasm. One stout and red-faced gentleman,
identified by Wilberforce as a member from Bristol, was
declaring to a pale and fervent young lady trying to give
him a tract that "it is all nonsense; the passage is
perfectly healthy, for it is in the interest of the traders
to preserve their goods. It is as good a thing as ever will
happen to a black, to be taken to a Christian land, where
he may lose his heathen religion and be converted."
"That is excellent grounds, sir, for importing the Gospel
to Africa; it does less well to excuse the behavior of
Christian men, in tearing away the Africans from their
homes, for profit," he was answered, not by the lady, but
by a black gentleman, who had been standing a little behind
her, and assisting her in giving out the pamphlets. A
narrow, raised scar, the thickness of a leather strap, ran
down the side of his face, and the edges of ridged bands of
scar tissue protruded past the ends of his sleeves, paler
pink against his very dark skin.
The gentleman from Bristol perhaps had not quite that
brazen character which would have permitted him to defend
the trade in the face of one of its victims. He chose
rather to retreat behind an expression of offended hauteur
at having been addressed without introduction, and would
have turned aside without reply; but Wilberforce leaned
forward and said with gentle malice, "Pray, Mr. Bathurst,
allow me to present you the Reverend Josiah Erasmus, lately
of Jamaica." Erasmus bowed; Bathurst gave a short jerking
nod, and cravenly quitted the field, with an excuse too
muttered to be intelligible.
Erasmus was an evangelical minister, "And I hope a
missionary, soon," he added, shaking Laurence's hand, "back
to my native continent," whence he had been taken, a boy of
six years of age, to suffer through that aforementioned
healthy passage, chained ankles and wrists to his
neighbors, in a space scarcely large enough to lie down in.
"It was not at all pleasant to be chained," Temeraire said,
very low, when Erasmus had been presented him, "and I knew
at least they would be taken off, when the storm had
finished; anyway, I am sure I could have broken them."
Those chains of which he spoke, indeed, had been for his
own protection, to keep him secured to the deck through a
three-days' typhoon; but the occasion had come close on the
heels of his witnessing the brutal treatment of a party of
slaves, at the port of Cape Coast, and had left an
indelible impression.
Erasmus said simply, "So did some of our number; the
fetters were not well made. But they had nowhere to go but
to throw themselves on the mercy of the sharks: we had not
wings to fly."
He spoke without the rancor for which he might have been
pardoned, and when Temeraire had expressed, darkly, the
wish that the slavers might have been thrown overboard