Here Fanny interposed however with anxious protestations of her own equal ignorance;she had never played the game nor seen it played in her life;and Lady Bertram felt a moment's indecision again-but upon everybody's assuring her that nothing could be so easy,that it was the easiest game on the cards,and Henry Crawford's stepping forward with a most earnest request to be allowed to sit between her ladyship and Miss Price,and teach them both,it was so settled;and Sir Thomas,Mrs Norris,and Dr and Mrs Grant,being seated at the table of prime intellectual state and dignity,the remaining six,under Miss Crawford's direction,were arranged round the other.It was a fine arrangement for Henry Crawford,who was close to Fanny,and with his hands full of business,having two persons'cards to manage as well as his own-for though it was impossible for Fanny not to feel herself mistress of the rules of the game in three minutes,he had yet to inspirit her play,sharpen her avarice,and harden her heart,which,especially in any competition with William,was a work of some difficulty;and as for Lady Bertram,he must continue in charge of all her fame and fortune through the whole evening;and if quick enough to keep her from looking at her cards when the deal began,must direct her in whatever was to be done with them to the end of it.
He was in high spirits,doing everything with happy ease,and preeminent in all the lively turns,quick resources,and playful impudence that could do honour to the game;and the round table was altogether a very comfortable contrast to the steady sobriety and orderly silence of the other.
Twice had Sir Thomas inquired into the enjoyment and success of his lady,but in vain;no pause was long enough for the time his measured manner needed,and very little of her state could be known till Mrs Grant was able,at the end of the first rubber,to go to her and pay her compliments.
‘I hope your ladyship is pleased with the game.’
‘Oh dear,yes.-Very entertaining indeed.A very odd game.I do not know what it is all about.I am never to see my cards;and Mr Crawford does all the rest.’
‘Bertram,’said Crawford some time afterwards,taking the opportunity of a little languor in the game,‘I have never told you what happened to me yesterday in my ride home.’They had been hunting together,and were in the midst of a good run,and at some distance from Mansfield,when his horse being found to have flung a shoe,Henry Crawford had been obliged to give up,and make the best of his way back.‘I told you I lost my way after passing that old farm house,with the yew trees,because I can never bear to ask;but I have not told you that with my usual luck-for I never do wrong without gaining by it-I found myself in due time in the very place which I had a curiosity to see.I was suddenly,upon turning the corner of a steepish downy field,in the midst of a retired little village between gently rising hills;a small stream before me to be forded,a church standing on a sort of knoll to my right-which church was strikingly large and handsome for the place,and not a gentleman or half a gentleman's house to be seen excepting one-to be presumed the Parsonage,within a stone's throw of the said knoll and church.I found myself in short in Thornton Lacey.’
‘It sounds like it,’said Edmund;‘but which way did you turn after passing Sewell's farm?’
‘I answer no such irrelevant and insidious questions;though were I to answer all that you could put in the course of an hour,you would never be able to prove that it was not Thornton Lacey-for such it certainly was.’
‘You inquired then?’
‘No,I never inquire.But I told a man mending a hedge that it was Thornton Lacey,and he agreed to it.’
‘You have a good memory.I had forgotten having ever told you half so much of the place.’
Thornton Lacey was the name of his impending living,as Miss Crawford well knew;and her interest in a negotiation for William Price's knave increased.
‘Well,’continued Edmund,‘and how did you like what you saw?’
‘Very much indeed.You are a lucky fellow.There will be work for five summers at least before the place is liveable.’
‘No,no,not so bad as that.The farmyard must be moved,I grant you;but I am not aware of anything else.The house is by no means bad,and when the yard is removed,there may be a very tolerable approach to it.’
‘The farmyard must be cleared away entirely,and planted up to shut out the blacksmith's shop.The house must be turned to front the east instead of the north-the entrance and principal rooms,I mean,must be on that side,where the view is really very pretty;I am sure it may be done.And there must be your approach-through what is at present the garden.You must make you a new garden at what is now the back of the house;which will be giving it the best aspect in the world-sloping to the south-east.The ground seems precisely formed for it.I rode fifty yards up the lane between the church and the house in order to look about me;and saw how it might all be.Nothing can be easier.The meadows beyond what will be the garden,as well as what now is,sweeping round from the lane I stood in to the north-east,that is,to the principal road through the village,must be all laid together of course;very pretty meadows they are,finely sprinkled with timber.They belong to the living,I suppose.If not,you must purchase them.Then the stream-something must be done with the stream;but I could not quite determine what.I had two or three ideas.’
‘And I have two or three ideas also,’said Edmund,‘and one of them is that very little of your plan for Thornton Lacey will ever be put in practice.I must be satisfied with rather less ornament and beauty.I think the house and premises may be made comfortable,and given the air of a gentleman's residence without any very heavy expense,and that must suffice me;and I hope may suffice all who care about me.’
