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In all shades : a novel

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In all shades : a novel
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Allen, Grant, 1848-1899
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Volume 2
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Jamaica ( fast )
Morant Bay
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Victorian Literature
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Wolff, R.L. 19th cent. fiction,
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by Grant Allen.

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J 1~ z b NOVELS BY GRANT ALLEN. PHILISTIA : a Novel. Crown 8vo. cloth extra, 3s. 6d. ; post 8vo. illustrated boards, 2s. BABYLON : a Novel. With 12 Illustrations by P. MACNAB. Crown 8vo. cloth extra, 3s. 6d. FOR MAIMIE'S SAKE: a Tale of Love and Dynamite. Crown 8vo. cloth extra, 6s. STRANGE STORIES. With Frontispiece by GEORGE Du MAURIER. Crown 8vo. cloth extra, 6s. ; post 8vo. illustrated boards, 2s. BY THE SAME AUTHOR. THE EVOLUTIONIST AT LARGE. Second Edition, revised. Crown 8vo. cloth extra, 6s. VIGNETTES FROM NATURE. Crown 8vo. 6s. COLIN CLOUT'S CALENDAR. Crown 8vo. 6s. London: CHATTO & \VINDUS, Piccadilly, W. U'\J "II ERNET ARCr-1 VE

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IN ALL SHADES Jll ~over UY GRANT ALLEN A UTHOR OF 'BABYLON' 'STRANGE STORIES' ETC. IN THREE VOLUMES VOL. II. J .anh.an CHATTO & WINDUS, PICCADILLY 1886 [Tlie rz:1;1it o f translation is reserved]

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3 n 5 n 1 i b V \ :)-IN ALL SHADES CH.A.PTER XIII. A FORTNIGHT after Nora' arrival in Trinidad, Mr. Tom Dupuy, neatly dre ed in all hi be t, called over one evening at Orange Gro e for the express purpo e of peaking seriou ly with his pretty cousin. Mr. Tom had been across to see her more than once already, to be sure, and had conde cended to ob erve to many of his acquaintances, on hi return from his call, that Uncle Theodore' girl, ju t come out from England, wa really in her way a deuced elegant and attractive creature. TOL. II. B

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2 IN ALL SHADES In Mr. Tom's opinion, she would make a devilish fine person to sit at the head of the table at Pi1nento Valley. A n1an in my position in life wants a handsome woman, you know,' he said, 'to do the honours, and keep up the dignity of the family, and look after the women-servants, and all that sort of thing; so Uncle Theodore and I have ar ranged beforehand that it would be a very convenient plan if Nora and I were just to go and [ n1ake a match of it.' ...,, With the object of definitely broaching this preconcerted harmony to his unconscious cousin, Mr. Tom had decked himself in his very smartest coat and trousers, stuck a gloire de Dijon rose in his top button-hole, mounted hi celebrated grey Mexican pony, 'Sambo Gal,' and ridden across to Orange Grove in the cool of the evening. J 1 z b TERNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES 3 Nora was sitting by herself with her cup of tea in the little boudoir that opened out on to the terrace garden, with its big ba1nboos and yuccas and dracmna trees, when Mr. To1n Dupuy was announced by Rosina as waiting to see her. Show him in, Rosina,' Nora said with a smile ; and ask Aunt Clemmy to send up another teacup.-Good-evening, Tom. I'm afraid you'll find it a little dull here, as it happens, this evening, for papa's gone down to Port-o' -Spain on business ; so you'll have nobody to talk to you to-night about the prospects of the year's sugar-crop.' Tom Dupuy seated himself on the ottoman beside her with cousinly liberty. 'Oh, it don't matter a bit, Nora,' he answered with his own peculiar gallantry. I don't mind. In fact, I came over on purpose this evening, B 2 UN ER RBA

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4 IN ALL SHADES Uncle Theodore was out, because I'd got sornething very particular I wanted to talk over with you in private.' 'In-deed,' Nora answered emphatically. 'I'm surprised to hear it. I assure you, Tom, I'm ab s olutely ignorant on the subject of cane-culture. 'Girls brought up in England mostly are,' Tom Dupuy replied with the air of a man who generally makes a great concession. 'They don't appear to feel much interest in sugar, like other people. I suppose in Eng land there s nothing much grown except corn and cattle.-But that wasn t what I came to talk about to-night, Nora. I've got some thing on my mind that Uncle Theodore and I have been thinking over, and I want to n1ake a proposition to you about it.' Well, Tom?' J 1~z b U\J '\ITERNET ARCH VE

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JN ALL SHADES 5 'Well, Nora, you see, it's like this. As you know, Orange Grove is Uncle Theodore's to leave ; and after his time, he'll leave it to you, of course ; but Pimento Valley's entailed on me ; and that being so, Uncle Theodore let's me have it on lease during his lifetime, so that, of course, whatever I spend upon it in the way of permanent improvements is really spent in bettering what's practically as good as my own property.' 'I understand. Quite so.-Have a cup of tea?' 'Thank you.-W ell, Pimento Valley, you know, is one of the very best sugar-producing estates in the whole island. I've introduced the patent Browning regulators for the cen trifugal process ; and I've imported some of these new Indian mongooses that everybody's talking about, to kill off the cane-rats; and U'\J l t

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6 IN ALL SHADES I've got some splendid stock rattoons over from Mauritius; and altogether, a finer or more creditable irrigated estate I don't think you'll find-though it's me that says it-in the island of Trinidad. Why, Nora, at our last boiling, I assure you the greater part of the liquor turned out to be seventeen over proof; while the molasses stood at twenty nine specific gravity; giving a yield, you know, of something like one hogshead decimal four on the average to the acre of canes under cultivation.' Nora held up her fan carelessly to smother a yawn. I dare say it did, Tom,' she an swered with obvious unconcern; 'but, you know, I told you I didn't understand any thing on earth about sugar ; and you said it wa n't about that that you wanted to talk to me in private this evening.' Di it1 fl.TERNET ARCH Vf

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IN ALL SHADES 7 'Yes, yes, Nora; you're quite right; it isn't. It's about a far deeper and more in teresting subject than sugar that I'm going to sp~ak to you.' (Nora mentally guessed it m11st be rum.) 'I only mentioned these facts, you see, just to show the sort of yield we're making now at Pimento Valley. A man who does a return like that, of course, must naturally be making a very tidy round little income.' 'I'm awfully glad to hear it, I'm sure, for your sake,' Nora answered unconcernedly. I thought you would be, Nora; I was ~ure you would be. Naturally, it's a 1natter that touches us both very close ly. You see, as you're to inhe:r;it Orange Grove, and as I'm to inherit Pimento Valley, Uncle Theodore and I think it would be a great pity that the two old estates--the estates bound up so in-l f

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8 IN ALL SHADES timately with the name and fame of the fight ing Dupuys-should ever be divided or go out of the family. So we've agreed together, Uncle Theodore and I, that I should endea vour to unite them by mutual arrangement.' 'I don't exactly understand,' Nora said, as yet quite unsuspicious of his real meaning. 'Why, you know, Nora, a man can't live upon sugar and rum alone.' Certainly not,' Nora interrupted ; even if he's a confirmed drunkard, it would be quite in1possible. He must have something solid occasionally to eat as well.' Ah, yes,' Tom said, in a sentimental tone, endeavouring to rise as far as he was able to the height of the occasion.-'And he must have something more than that, too, Nora : he must have sympathy ; he must have affection; he must have a companion in life; he Di 1t1 TERNET R H Vf

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IN ALL SHADES 9 must have somebody, you know, to sit at the head of his table, and to-to-to--' To pour out tea for him,' Nora suggested blandly, :filling his cup a second time. Tom reddened a little. It wasn't exactly the idea he wanted, and he began to have a faint undercurrent of suspicion that Nora was quietly laughing at him in her sleeve. Ah, well, to pour out tea for him,' he went on, somewhat suspiciously ; and to share his joys and sorrows, and his hopes and aspirations--' 'About the sugar-crop ? Nora put in once more, with provoking calmness. 'Well, Nora, you may la ugh if you like,' Tom said warmly; 'but this is a very serious subject, I can tell you, for both of us. What I mean to say is that Uncle Theodore and I have settled it would be a very good thing

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IO IN ALL SHADES indeed if we t-wo were to get up a match between us.' A match between you,' Nora echoed in a puzzled manner-' a match between papa and you, Tom What at? Billiards ? Cricket? Long jumping? Tom fairly lost his temper. 'Nonsense, Nora,' he said testily. 'You know as well what I mean as I do. Not a match between Uncle Theodore and me, but a match be ... tween you and me-the heir and heiress of Orange Grove and Pimento Valley.' Nora stared at him with irrepressible laughter twinkling suddenly out of all the corners of her 1nerry little mouth and puckered eyelids. Between you and me, Ton1,' she repeated incredulously -' between you and me, did you say? Between you and me now? Why, Tom, do you really 'l 1~ z b U'\J I\JTERNET ARCI-I Vf

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liV ALL SHADES ft mean this for a sort of an off-hand casual proposal?' Oh, you may laugh if you like,' Tom Dupuy replied evasively, at once assuming the defensive, as boors always do by instinct under similar circumstances. 'I know the ways of you girls that have been brought up at highfalutin' schools over in England. Yon think West Indian gentlemen aren't good enough for you, and you go running after cavalry-officer fellows, or else after some confounded upstart woolly headed mulatto or other, who co1nes out from England. I kno,v the ways of you. But you may lau g h as you like. I see you don t mean to listen to me now ; but you'll have to listen to me in the end ; for Uncle Theodore and I have made up our minds about it, and wh a t a Dupuy makes up his nnnd about, h e g e ner -AT

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12 IN ALL SHADES ally sticks to, and there's no turning him. So in the end, I know, Nora, you'll have to marry 1n e.' 'You seem to forget,' Nora said haughtily, 'that I too am a Dupuy, as much as you are.' 'Ah, but you're only a woman, and that's very different. I don't mind a bit about your answering me no to-day. It seems I've tapped the puncheon a bit too early ; that's all : leave the liquor alone, and it'll mature of itself in time in its own cellar. Sooner or later, Nora, you see if you don't marry me.' 'But, Tom,' Nora cried, abashed into seriousness for a moment by his sudden outburst of native vulgarity, 'this is really so unexpected and so ridiculous. We're cousins, you know ; I've never thought of you at all in any way except as a cousin. I didn't '\JTERNfT .ARCH Vf

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IN ALL SHADES 13 mean to be rude to you ; but your proposal and your way of putting it took me really so much by surprise.' Oh, if that's all you mean,' Tom Dupuy answered, somewhat mollified, I don't mind your laughing, no, not tuppence. All I mind is your saying no so straight outright to me If you want time to consider--' Never!' Nora interrupted quickly in a sharp voice of unswerving firmness. 'Never, Nora? Never? Why never?' Because, Tom, I don't care for you ; I can't care for you ; and I never will care for you. Is that plain enough? Tom stroked his chin and looked at her dubiously, as a man looks at an impatient horse of doubtful temper. 'Well,' he said, Nora, you're a fine one, you are-a very fine one. I know what this means. I've seen

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14 JN ALL1 SHADES it before lots of times. You want to marry some woolly-headed brown man. I heard you were awfully thick with some of those people on board the Severn. That's what always comes of sending West Indian girls to be educated in England. You'll have to marry me in the end, though, all the sal_,Ile, because of the property. But you just mark my words : if you don't marry me, as sure as fate, you'll finish with marrying a woolly headed mulatto Nora rose to her full height with offended dignity. 'Tom Dupuy,' she said angrily, 'you insult me Leave the house, sir, thi:; minute, or I shall go to my bedroo1n. Get back to your sugar-canes and your centri fugals until you've learned better manners. 'Upon 1ny word,' Tom said aloud, as n to himself, rising to go, and flicking his boot D 1~z b U'\J "IITERNE ARCH VE

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JN ALL SHADES 15 carelessly with his riding-whip, 'I admire her all the 1nore when she's in a temper. She's one of your high-steppers, she is. She's a devilish fine girl, too-hanged if she isn 'tand, sooner or later, she'll have to marry me .' Nora swept out of the boudoir without an other word, and walked with a stately tread into her own bedroom But before she got there, the ludicrous side of the thing had once more overco1ne her, and she flung herself on her bed in uncontrollable fits of childish laughter. 'Oh, Aunt Clemmy,' s he cried, bring me my tea in here, will you? I really think I shall die of laughing at Mr. Tom there!' l E U'.\J VE.RSI Y Of ILL NOi$ lJRBANA-0-lA PA

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16 IN ALL SHADES CHAPTER XIV. FoR a few days the Hawthorns had plenty of callers-but all gentlemen. Marian did not go down to receive them. Edward saw them by himself in the drawing-room, accepting their excuses with polite incredulity, and dismissing them as soon as possible by a resolutely quiet and taciturn demeanour. Such a singularly silent man as the new judge, everybody said, had never before been I kno,vn in the district of Westmoreland. One afternoon, however, when the two Hawthorns were sitting out under the spread ing mango-tree in the back-garden, forgetting

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'\JT IN ALL SHADES I7 their doubts and hesitations in a quiet chat, Thomas came out to inform them duly that two gentlemen and a lady were waiting to see them in the big bare drawing-room. Marian sighed a igh of profound relief. A lady at la st,' he said hopefully. 'Perhap Edward, they've begun to find out, after all, that they've made some mistake or other. Can-can any wicked person, I wonder, have been spreading around som~ horrid report about me, that's now di covered to be a mere falsehood ? 'It' incomprehensible,' Edward an wered moodily. The 1nore I puzzle over it, the less I under tand it. But as a lady's called at last, of course, darling, you'd better come in at once and ee her.' They "'"alked together, full of curio ity, into the drawing-room. The t,vo gentle1nen YOL. II. C ., E 0 I J fr UN VERSI Y Of ILL NOIS A URBANA-CHA PA N

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18 IN ALL SHADES rose simultaneously as they entered. To Marian's surprise, it was Dr. Whitaker and his father ; and with them had come-a brown lady. Marian was unaffectedly glad to see their late travelling companion; but it was cer tainly a shock to her, unprejudiced as she was, that the very first and only woman who h a d called upon her in Trinidad should be a u1ulatto How e ver, she tried to bear her di appointment bravely, and sat down to do the honours as well as she was able to her unexpected visitors 'My daughtah the elder brown man aid ostentatiou s ly, with an expansive wave o f his greasy left hand towards the mulatto lady 'Miss Euphemia Fawell-Buxton Duchess-of-Sutherland Whitaker. Marian acknovvledged the introduction 'l 1~ b l'JTERNET ARCI-J VE

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"J f IN ALL SHADES 19 with a slight bow, and bit her lip. She stole a look at Dr. Whitaker, and saw at once upon his face an unwonted expression of profound dejection and disappointment. An' how do you like Trinidad, Mrs. Hawtorn?' Miss Euphemia asked with a ::;ociety simper ; while Edward began engag ing in conversation with the two men. 'You find de excessiveness of de temperature prejudicial to salubrity, after de delicious equability of de English climate?' 'Well,' Marian assented smiling, 'I cer tainly do find it very hot.' 'Oh, exceedingly,' Miss Euphemia replied, as she mopped her forehead violently with a highly-scented lace-edged cambric pocket handkerchief. 'De heat is most oppressive, most unendurable. I could wring out me handkerchief, I assure you, Mrs Ha wtorn, C 2

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20 IN ALL SHADES wit de extraordinary profusion of me persp ration.' 'But this is summer, you must remember,' Dr. Whitaker put in nervously, endeavouring in vain to distract attention for the moment from Miss Euphemia's conversational peculi arities. 'In winter, you know, we shall have quite delightful English weather on the hill -quite delightful English weather.' 'Ah, yes,' the father went on with a broad smile. 'In winter, Mrs. Hawtorn, ma'am, you will be glad to drink a glass of rum-and milk sometimes, I tell you, to warm de blood on dese chilly hilltops.' The talk went on for a while about such ordinary casual topics; and then at last Miss Euphemia happened to remark, con fidentially to Marian, that that very day her cousin, Mr. Septimius Whitaker, had been U'\J

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IN ALL SHADES 21 married at eleven o'clock down at the cathedral. Indeed,' Marian said, with some polite show of interest. 'And did you go to the wedding, Miss Whitaker?' Miss Euphe1nia drew herself up with great dignity. She was a good looking, buxom, round-faced, very negro-featured girl, about as dark in complexion as her brother the doctor, but much 1nore decidedly thick lipped and flat-nosed. 'Oh no,' she said, with every sign of off ended prejudice. We didn't at all approve of de match me cousin Sep timius was unhappily makin'. De lady, I regret to say, was a Sambo.' 'A what?' Marian inquired curiously. 'A Sam bo, a Sambo gal,' Miss Euphemia replied in a shrill crescendo. 'Oh, indeed,' Marian assented in a tone

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22 IN ALL SHADES which clearly showed she hadn't the faintest idea of Miss Euphemia's meaning. 'A Sambo,' Mr. Whitaker the elder said, smiling, and coming to her rescue-' a Sambo, Mrs. Hawtorn, is one of de inferior degrees in de classified scale and hi er arch y of colour. De offspring of an African and a white man is a mulatto-dat, madam, is my complexion. De offspring of a mulatto and a white man is a quadroon-dat is de grade immediately superior. But de offspring of a mulatto and a negress is a Sambo-dat is de class just beneat' us. De cause of complaint alleged by de family against our nephew Septimius is dis -dat bein' himself a mulatto-de very fust remove fro1n de pure-blooded white man -he has chosen to ally himself in marriage wit a Sambo gal-de second and inferior remove in de same progression. De family 'l 1 '\JTERNET

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IN ALL SHADES 23 feels dat in dis course Septimius has toroughly and irremediably disgraced hi111 self.' 'And for dat reason,' added Miss Euphe mia with stately coldn ess, 'none of de ladies in de brown society of Trinidad have been present at dis morning's ceremony. De gentlemen went, but de ladies didn't.' 'It seems to me,' Dr. Whitaker said, in a pained and humiliated tone, 'that we oughtn't to be making these absurd distinctions of mi nute hue between ourselves, but ought rather to be trying our best to break down the whole barrier of time-honoured prejudice by which the coloured race, as a race, is so surrounded. -Don't you agree with me, Mr. Hawthorn? 'Pho!' Miss Euphemia exclaimed, with evident disgust. Just li sten to Wilberforce! He has no proper pride in his family or in his

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2 4 IN ALL SHADES c olour. He would go and shake hand s wit any vulgar, dirty, nigger woman, I believe, as black as de poker; his ideas are so common!Wilberforce, I declare, I's quite ashamed of you!' Dr. Whitaker played nervously with the knob of his walking-stick. I feel sure, Euphemia,' he said at last, these petty dis c riminations between shade and shade are the true disgrace and ruin of our brown people. In despising one another, or boasting over one another, for our extra fraction or so of white blood, we are implicitly admittin g in prin c iple the claim of white people to look down upon all of us impartially as inferior c reatures .-Don' t you think so, Mr Hawthorn?' I quite agree with you,' Edward a n s wered warmly. 'The principle's obvious. ;) I Z b '\JTERNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES Dr. Whitaker looked plea sed and flattered. Edward stole a glance at Marian, and neither could resist a faint smile at Mis s Euphemia's prejudices of colour, in spite of their pres sing doubts and preoccupations. And yet, they didn't even then begin to perceive the true meaning of the situation. They had not long to w-ait~ however, for before the vVhitakers rose to take their departure, Thomas came in with a couple of cards to announce Mr. Theodore Dupuy, and his nephew, Mr. Tom Dupuy, of Pim en to Valley. The Whitakers went off shortly, Miss Euph~mia especially in very high spirits, be cause Mrs. Hawthorn had shaken hands in the most cordial manner with her, before the face of the two white men. Edward and Marian would fain have refused to see the Dupuys, as they hadn't thought fit to bring UN VE.RSI Y O Ill NOi$ A RBANA-CHA P N

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IN ALL SHADES even Nora with them ; and at that last mys terious insult-a dagger to her heart-the tears came up irresistibly to poor wearied Marian's swimming eyelids. But Thomas had brought the visitors in before the Whitakers rose to go, and so there was nothing left but to get through the interview son1ehow, with what grace they could manage to muster. We had hoped to see Nora long before this,' Edward Hawthorn said pointedly to Mr Dupuy-after a few preliminary polite inanities-half hoping thus to bring things at last to a positive crisis. 'My wife and she were school-girls together, you kn ow, and we saw so much of one another on the way out. We have been quite looking forward to her paying us a visit.' Mr. Dupuy drew himself up very stiffiy, and ans,vered in a tone of the chilliest order : :l I z_ b INTERNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES 27 'I don't know to whom you can be alluding, sir, when you speak of Nora ; but if you refer to my daughter, Miss Dupuy, I regret t o say she is suffering just at present from-ur -a severe indi position, which unfortunately prevents her fro1n paying a call on Mrs. Haw thorn.' Edward coughed an angry little cough, which ]\1:arian saw at once meant a fixed de termination to pursue the matter to the bitter end. 'Miss Dupuy herself reque sted me t o call her Nora,' he said, on our journey over, during which we naturally became very in timate, as she was put in charge of my wife at Southan1ptou, by her aunt in England If she had not done so, I should never have dreamt of addressing her, or speaking of her, by her Christian name. As s he did do so, however, I shall take the liberty of continuing f r-E

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IN ALL SHADES to call her by that name, until I receive a re quest to desist from her own lips. We have long been expecting a call, I repeat, Mr. Dupuy, from your daughter Nora.' 'Sir!' Mr. Dupuy exclai1ned angrily; the blood of the fighting Dupuys was boiling up now savagely within him. 'We have been expecting her,' Edward Hawthorn repeated firmly ; and I insist upon knowing the reason why you have not brought her with you.' 'I have already said, sir,' Mr. Dupuy answered, rising and growing purple in the face, that my daughter is suffering from a severe indisposition.' And I refuse,' Ed ward replied, in his sternest tone, rising also, 'to accept that fli1nsy excuse-in short, to call it by its proper name, that transparent falsehood. If you C.1 ti t, INTERNET AR H v'E

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IN ALL SHADES 29 do not tell me the true reason at once, much as I respect and like Miss Dupuy, I shall have to ask you, sir, to leave my house imme diately.' A light seemed to burst suddenly upon the passionate planter, which altered his face curiously, by gradual changes, from livid blue to bright scarlet. The corners of his mouth began to go up sideways in a solemnly ludicrous fashion : the crow's feet about his eyes first relaxed and then tightened deeply; his whole big body seemed to be inwardly shaken by a kind of suppressed impalpable laughter. 'Why, Tom,' he exclaimed, turning with a curious half-comical look to his wondering nephew,' do you know-upon my word-I really believe-no, it can t be possible-but I really believe-they don't even now kno,v anything at all about it.' r-1 E

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30 IN ALL SHADES Explain yourself,' Ed ward said sternly, placing himself between Mr. Dupuy and the door, as if on purpose to bar the passage out ward. 'If you really don t know about it,' Mr. Dupuy said slowly, with an unusual burst of generosity for him, 'why, then, I admit, the insult to Miss Dupuy is-is-is less delibe rately intentional than I at first sight imagined. But no, no: you mus t know all about it al ready. You can't still remain in ignorance It' s impossible, quite impos s ible. 'Explain,' Edward reiterated inexorably 'You compel me?' 'I compel you.' 'You'd better not ; you won't like it.' 1 insist upon it.' 'Well, really, since you mak e a point of it -but there, you've been brought up lik e D IZ b INTERNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES 31 a gentleman, Mr Hawthorn, and you've married a wife who, as I learn from my daughter, is well connected, and has been brought up like a lady; and I don't want to hurt your feelings needlessly. understand that under such stances--I can c1rcum' Explain. Say what you have to say ; I can endure it.' Tom Mr. Dupuy murmured implor ingly, turning to his nephew. After all, the elder man was something of a gent leman ; he shrank from speaking out that horrid secret. 'Well, you see, Mr. Hawthorn,' To1n Dupuy went on, taking up the parable with a sardonic smile-for he had no such sc ruples' my uncle naturally felt that with a man of your colour--' He paused significantly. Ed ward Hawthorn 's colour at that parti-

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IN ALL SHADES cular moment was vivid cri1nson. The next instant it was marble white. 'A rr1an of my colour he exclaimed, drawing back in as tonishment, not unmi.ngled with horror, and flinging up his arms wildly-' a man of my colour For Heaven's sake, sir, what, in the name of goodness, do you mean by a man of my colour?' 'Why, of course,' Tom Dupuy replied maliciou ly and coolly, 'seeing that you're a brown man yourself, and that your father and mother were brown people_ before you, naturally, my uncle--Marian burst forth into a little cry of in tense excite1nent. It wasn't horror ; it wasn't anger; it wasn't disappointment: it was simply relief from the long agony of that endless, horrible suspense. We can bear it all, Edward,' she cried ;) 1~ z b U'\J l':IITERNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES 33 aloud cheerfully, almost joyously-' we c an bear it all! My darling, my darling, it is no thing, nothing, nothing And regardless of the two men, who waited yet, cynical and silent, watching the effect of their unexpected thunderbolt, the poor young wife flung her arms wildly around her newly wedded husband, and smothered him in a perfect torrent of pas ionate kisses But as for Edward, he stood there still as white, as col d, and as motionless as a statue. VOL. II D o 1 ) fr m UN VE.RSITY Of I L N0IS A l;RBANA-O--iAMPAK N

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34 IN ALL SHADES CHAPTER XV 'WE' D better go, Tom,' Mr. Dupuy said, almost pitying them. 'Upon my soul, it's perfectly true ; they neither of then1 knew a word about it.' 'No, by Jove, they didn't,' Tom Dupuy answered with a sneer, as he walked out into the piazza.-' What a splendid facer, though, it was Uncle Theodore, for a confounded upstart nigger of a brown man.-But, I say, as they passed out of the piazza and mounted their horses once more by the steps-for they were riding-' did you ever see anything more disgusting in your life than that woman there J 1 z b U'\J VE.RSI ... '\ITERNET ARCI-J VE BAN

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JN ALL SHADES 35 -a real white woman, and a born lady, Nor a tells me-slobbering over and hugging that great, ugly, hulking coloured fellow!' He's white enough to look at,' Mr Dupuy said reflectively. 'Poor soul, sh e married him without knowing anything about it. It'll be a terrible blow for her, I expe c t finding out, now she's tied to him irrevocably that he's nothing more than a common brow n man. She ought to be allowed to get a divorce',' To1n Dupuy exclaimed warmly By George, it's preposterous to think that a born lady, and the daughter of a General Somebody over in England, should be tethered for life to a creature of that sort, who1n she's married under what's a s good a false pretences Meanwhile, the unhappy woman who h ad D2 UN VE.RSI Y Of ILL "'JOI$ A l,;RBANA-0-iA PA N

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IN ALL SHADES thus ecured the high prize of Mr. To1n Dupuy' distinguished compassion was sitting on the sofa in the big bare drawing-room, holding her husband's hand tenderly in hers and soothing him gently by murmuring every now and then in a soft undertone : My darling, n1y darling, I shall love you for ever. How glad we are to know that, after all, it' nothing, nothing. Edward' s stupor lasted for many minutes; not o much because he was deeply hurt or horrified, for there wasn't much at bottom to horrify him, but simply because he wa tunned by the pure novelty and strangeness of that curious situation. A brown man-a brown man It was too extraordinary He c ould hardly awake himself from the one pervading thought that absorbed and posessed for the moment his whole nature. At 0 I 3 fr :"l git z b U'\J VERSITY Of ILL "'JOI A '\ITERNET ARCH VE l.RBANA-Cl-iA P N

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IN ALL SHADES 37 last, however, he awoke him elf slowly. After all, how little it was, compared with their wor t fear and anticipation 'Thoma he cried to the negro butler, bring round our horse as quick as you can add]e them. -Darling, darling, we mu t ride up to Agualta thi moment, and speak about it all to my father and mother.' In Trinidad, everybody ride Indeed there is no other way of getting about from place to place among the mountains, for carriage-roads are there unknown, and only narrow winding horse-paths climb lowl y round the interminable peaks and gullie The Hawthorns' own house wa on the plain just at the foot of the hills ; but Agualta and most of the other surrounding hou e were up high among the cooler mountain So the very first thing Marian and Edward "')

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IN ALL SHADES had had to do on reaching the island was t o provide themselves with a couple of s addle horses, which they did during their firs t week s stay at Agualta. In five minutes the horses were at the door ; and Marian, having rapidly slipped on her habit, mounted her pony and proceeded to follow her agitated husband up the slender thread of mountainroad that led tortuously to his father s house. They rode along in single file, as one always must on these narrow, ledge like, West Indian bridle-paths, and in perfect silence. At first, indeed, Marian tried to throw out a few c asual remarks about the scenery and the tree-ferns, to look as if the disclosure was to her less than nothing as, indeed, but for Edward's sake, was actually the case-but her husband was too much wrapped up in his o wn bitter thoughts to answer her by more Or I ] fr m I Z by UN VE.RSITY O ILL I\JOIS A '\JTERNET ARCti VE l.RBANA-i-jA P N

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IN ALL SHADES 39 than single mono syllables. Not that he spoke unkindly or angrily ; on the contrary, hi tenderness was profounder than ever, for he knew now to what sort of life he had exposed Marian ; but he had no heart just then for t alking of any sort ; and he f e l t that until he understood the whole 1natter more perfectly wo rds were useles s to explain the situation. A s for Marian, one thought mainly pos essed her : had even Nora, too, turned against them and forsaken them ? Old Mr Hawthorn met them anxiously on the terrace of Agualta. He saw at once, by their pale and troubled faces, that they now knew at least part o f the truth. Well, my boy,' he said, taking Edward's hand in hi with regretful gentleness, so you have found out the curse that hangs over us? In part, at l east,' Edward an wereu, di -U'\J VE.RSI Y Of IL 'JO S A l VE' REA ~A-Crl P N

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IN ALL SHADES 1nounting ; and he proceeded to pour forth into his father's pitying and ympathetic ear the whole story of their stormy intervie w with the two Dupuys. What can they mean,' he a ked at last, drawing himself up proudly, by calling 'uch people a you and me brown men," father ? The que tion, as he asked it that moment, in the full sunshine of Agualta Terrace, did indeed seem a very ab urd one. Two more perfect speci1nen of the fair-haired, blue eyed, pinky-white-skinned Anglo-Saxon type it would have been extremely difficult to discover even in the very heart of England itself, than the father and on who thus faced one another. But old Mr. Hawthorn hook his hand ome grey old head solemnly and mournfully 'It' quite true, my boy,' he an wered with a painful igh-' quite true, 0 I 3 fr D 1t z b U'\J VER51 Y Of ILL "'JOI INTERNET ARCHIVE l,RBANA-1-JA P N

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IN ALL SHADES 41 every word of it. In the eyes of all Trinid ad, of all the West Indies, you and I are in fact coloured people. 'But, father, dear father,' Marian aid pleadingly, 'just look at Edward! There isn't a sign or a 1nark on him anywhere of any thing but the purest English blood! Just l ook at him, father ; how can it be pos ible? '-and he took up, half uncon ciou ly, his handthat u ual last tell-tale of African descent, but in Edward Hawthorn's case stainl ess and w hite as pure vax. Surely you don't mean to tell 1ne ,' s h e aid, kis ing it with wifely tenderne s there i s negro blood-the l east, the tiniest fraction, in dear Ed ward Li ste n to me, dearest,' the old man said dra,vin g Marian l o er to hi side with a fatherly ge ture. 'My father wa a white 1nan. Mary' father wa a ,vhite man Our t-1 E.

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42 IN ALL SHADES grandfathers on both sides were pure white, and our grandmothers on one side were white also. All our ancestors in the fourth degree were white, save only one-fifteen whites to one coloured out of sixteen quarters-and that one was a mulatto in either line-Mary's and my great-great-grandmother. In Eng l and, or any other country of Europe, we should be white-as white as you are. But such external and apparent whiteness isn't enough by any means for our West Indian prejudices. As long as you have the remotest taint or reminiscence of black blood about you in any way-as long as it can be sho,vn, by tracing your pedigree pitilessly to its foun tain-head, that any one of your ancestors wa of African origin-then, by all established West Indian reckoning, you are a coloured man, an outcast, a pariah. -You have married [,1 tlZ t, INTERNET ARCH v'E

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IN ALL SHADES 43 a coloured man, Marian; and your children and your grandchildren to the latest genera tions will all of them for ever be coloured also.' How cruel-how wicked-how abominable!' Marian cried, flushed and red with sudden indignation. How unjust so to follow the merest shadow or suspicion of negro blood age after age to one's children's children!' 'And how far more unjust still,' Edward exclaimed with passionate fervour, ever so to judge of any man not by what he is in himself, but by the mere accident of the race or blood from which he is descended Marian. blushed again with still deeper colour ; she felt in her heart that Edward' s in dignation went further than hers, down to the very root and ground of the whole matter. U'\J VE.RSI Y Of LL NOi$ A l E RBANA-riA P N

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44 IN ALL SHADES But O father,' he began again after a light pause, clinging passionately both to her husband and to Mr. Hawthorn, are they go jng to visit this crime of birth even on a man of Edward's character and Edward's position?' 'Not on him only, the old man whispered with infinite tenderness-' not on him only, my daughter, my dear daughter-not on him only, but on you-on you, who are one of themselves, an English lady, a true white woman of pure and spotless lineage. You have broken their utmost and sacredest law of race ; you have married a coloured man They will punish you for it cruelly and re lentlessly. Though you did it, as he did it, in utter ignorance, they will puni h you for it cruelly; and that' s the very bitterest drop in all our bitter cup of ignominy and humiliation. 0 I ) fr 1 1 z b U'\J VE.RSl"'-Y Of ILL -..io1s NTERNET ARCH VE RBANA-i-JA P N

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IN ALL SHADES 45 There was a moment's s ilen ce, and th en Edward cried to him aloud: 'Father, father you ought to have told 1ne of this earlier! His father drew bac k at the word a though one had stung him. My boy,' h e answered tremulously, how can you ever reproach me with that ? You at least sho uld be the last to reproac;h me. I en t you to England, and I meant to k eep you ther.e. In England, this disgrace would have been nothing-less than nothing. Nobody would ever have known of it, or if they knew of it, minded it in any way. Why should I trouble you with a mere foolish fact of family history utterly unimportant to you over in England? I tried 1ny hardest to prevent you from coining here ; I tried to send you back at once when you first came. But do you wonder, now, I shrank from telling you the l Vf

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IN ALL SHADES ban that lies upon all of us here? And do you blame me for trying to spare you the misery I myself and your dear mother have endured without complaining for our whole lifetime? 'Father, father,' Edward cried again, 'I was wrong ; I was ungrateful. You have done it all in kindne s s Forgive me-forgive me!' There is nothing to forgive, my boynothing to forgive, Edward. And now, of course, you will go bac k to England Edward answered quickly, 'Yes, yes, father ; they have conquered-they have conquered-I shall go back to England ; and you, too, shall come with me. If it were for my own sake alone, I would stop here even so, and fight it out with them to the end till I gained the victory But I can't 0 I 3 fr D 1~ z by U'\J VE.RSI Y Of ILL '\JOI A l"IITERNET ARCH VE RB-ANA-.,A P N

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IN ALL SHADES 47 expose Marian-dear, gently nurtured, tender Marian-to the gibes and scorn of these ill mannered planter people. She shall never again submit to the insult and contumely she has had to endure this morning.-No, no, Marian, darling, we shall go back to England -back to England-back to England 'And why, father,' Marian asked, looking up at him suddenly, 'didn't you yourself leave the country long ago? Why didn't you go where you could mix on equal terms with your natural equals? Why have you stood so long this horrible, wicked, abominable injustice?' The old man straightened himself up, and fire flashed from his eyes like an old lion s as he answered proudly: 'For Edward-for Edward First of all, I stopped here and worked to enable me to bring up my boy 0 I fr U"IJ VE.RSITY Of ILL NOIS A RBANA-Ci-jA PA N

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IN ALL SHADES where his talents ,voultl have the fullest scope -in free England Next, when I had grown ric h and prosperous here at Agualta, I topped on becau s e I ,vouldn't be beaten in the battle and driven out of the country by the party of injustice and social intolerance. I wouldn't yield to them; I wouldn't give way to them ; I wouldn t turn my back upon the baffied and defeated clique of slave owners, because, though my father was an English officer, my n1other was a slave Marian!' He looked so grand and noble an old man as he uttered simply and unaffectedly thos e last few words-the pathetic epitaph of a terrible dead and buried wrong, still ur v1v1ng in its remote effects-that Marian threw her arms around his neck passionately, and kissed him with one fervent kiss of love D 1~ z by I\JTERNET ARCH VE o I J fr m U'\J VE.RSITY Of IL "'JO RBANA-i-jA P

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IN ALL SHADES 49 and admiration, almost as tenderly as she had kissed Edward himself in the heat of the first strange discovery. 'Edward,' she cried, with resolute enthu siasm, we will not go home We will not return to England. We, too, will stay and fight out the cruel battle against this wicked prejudice. We will do as your father ha done. I love him for it-I honour him for it To me it's less than nothing, my darling, 1ny darling, that you should seem to have ome small taint by birth in the eyes of the e miserable, little, outlying islanders. To me, it's less than nothing that they should dare to look down upon you, and to set themselve up against you-you, so great, so learned, o good, so infinitely nobler than them, ancl better than them in every way! Who are they, the wretched, ignorant, out-of-theway VOL. II. E

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50 IN ALL SHADES creatures that they venture to set themselve up a our superiors? I will not yield, either. I'm n1y father's daughter, and I won't give way to then1. Edward, Edward, darlincr Ed ward, we will stop here till, we will stop here and def eat them My darling,' Edward answered, kissing her forehead tender l y, you don't know what you say; you don't rea l ise what it would be like for us to live here. I can't expose you to o much misery and awk wardness It would be wrong of meunn1anly of me-cowardly o f me-to let 1ny wife be con tantly 1net with su --h abominable, undeserved insult! Cowardly! Edward,' Marian cried ta1nping her pretty little foot upon the g round impatiently with womanly empha i owatdly-coward ly The cowardice i all ., E

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IN ALL SHADES 5 1 the other way, I fancy. I'm not ashamed of 111y husband, here or anywhere. I lov e you ; I adore you ; I admire you ; I respect you. But I can never again respect you much if you run away, even for my sake fron1 this unworthy prejudice. I don't wan t to live here always, for ever: God forbid I hate and detest it. But I shall stop here a year-two years-three years, if I lik e, just to show the hateful creatures I l o v you and admire you, and I'1n not afraid of them!' 'No, no, my child, old Mr.-Ha,vthorn murinured tenderly, smoothing her for e head ; this is no home for you, Marian Go back to England-go back to Eng land Marian turned to him with feveri h energy. 'Father,' she cried, 'dear, good E 2

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IN ALL SHADES kind, gentle, loving father! You've taught me better yourself; your own words have taught me better. I won't give way to them; I'll stop in the land where you have stopped, and I'll show them I'm not ashamed of you or of Edward either Ashamed I'm only ashamed to say the word. What is there in either of you for a woman not to be proud of with all the deepest and holiest pride in her whole nature 'My darling, my darling,' Edward an swered thoughtfully, 'we shall have to think and talk more with one another about this wretched, miserable business. D1 1t z b '\llfRNfT ARC~ VE

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IN ALL SHADES 53 CHAPTER XVI. TH~ very next morning, as Edward and Marian were still loitering over the mangoe and bananas at eleven o'clock breakfastthe West Indies keep continental hoursthey were surprised and pleased by hearing a pony's tramp cease suddenly at the frontdoor, and Nora Dupuy's well-known voi ce c alling out as cheerily and childishly a ever : 'Marian, Marian you dear old thing, please send somebody out here at once, to hold 1ny horse for a minute, will you ? The words fell upon both their ear ju t then a an oa 1 in the d esert o f

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54 JN ALL SHADES i olation from women's society, to which they had been condemned for the last ten days. The tears rose quickly into Marian's eye at those fa1niliar accents, and she ran out hastily, with arms outstretched, to meet her one ren1aining girl-acquaintance. 0 Nora, Nora, darling Nora!' she cried c atching the bright little figure lovin gly in her arms, as Nora leapt with easy grace f rom her mountain pony, 'why didn't you co1ne before, my darling? Why did you leave me so long alone, and make u think you had forgotten all about us? Nora flung herself pas ionately upon her friend's neck, and between laughing and c rying, kissed her over and over again so 1nany times without speaking, that Marian knew at once in her heart it was all right there at least, and that Nora, for one, "l I Z b '\JTERNf ..... ARC'1 VE

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IN ALL SHADES 55 wasn't going to desert them. Then the poor girl, still uncertain whether to cry or laugh, rushed up to Edward and seiz e d hi hand with such warmth of friendlines s that :M~arian half imagined she was goin g to kis him fervently on the spot, in h er a cc ess of e motion. And indeed, in the violenc e of her feeling, Nora very nearly did fling her arms around Edward Hawthorn, whom s h e had learned to regard on the way out almost in the light of an adopted brother. 'My darling,' Nora cried vehemently, a oon as she could find space for utterance, 'my pet, my own sweet Marian, you dea r old thing, you darling, you sweetheart !-I didn't know about it ; they never told m e Papa and Tom have been deceivin g m e disgracefully : they said you were away up at Agualta, and that you particularl y l E

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IN ALL SHADES wi hed to receive no visitors until you'd got comfortably ettled in at your ne~-quarter here at Mulberry. And I said to papa, nonsense; that that didn't apply to me, and that you'd be delighted to see me wherever and whenever I chose to call upon you. And papa said-0 Marian, I can't bear to tell you what he said : it's so wicked, so dreadful-papa said that he'd met Mr. Hawthorn-Edward, I mean-and that Edward had told him you didn't wi h at present to see me, because-well, beause, he said, you thought our circles would be so very different. And I couldn't imagine what he meant, so I asked him. And then he told 1ne-he told me that horrid, wicked, abominable, disgraceful calumny. And I jumped up and said it was a lie-yes, I said a lie, Marian-I UI ti t, NTERNET ARCH v'E

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IN ALL SHADES 5 7 didn't say a story : I said it was a lie, and I didn't believe it. But if it was true-and I don't care myself a bit whether it's true or whether it isn't-I said it was a mean, cowardly, nasty thing to go and rake it up now about two such people as you antl Edward, darling. And whether it's true or whether it isn't, Marian, I love you both dearly with all my heart, and I shall always love you ; and I don t care a pin who on earth hears me say so. And then Nora broke down at once into a flood of tears, and flung herself once more with passionate energy on Marian's shoulder. 'Nora darling,' Marian whispered, cryin g too, 'I'm so glad you've come at last dearest. I didn't mind any of the rest a bit because they're nothing to me; it doesn t 1natter; but when I thought you had for-

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IN ALL SHADES gotten us and given us up, it made my heart bleed, darling, darling Nora's tears began afresh. Why, pet,' she said, 'I've been trying to get away to come and see you every day for the last week ; and papa wouldn't let me have the horse ; and I didn't kno,v-the way ; and it was too far to walk ; and I didn't know what on earth to do, or how to get to you. But last night papa and Tom came home, -here Nora's face burned violently, and he buried it in her hands to hide her vicarious shame-' and I heard them talking in the piazza ; and I couldn't understand it all; but, 0 Marian, I understood enough to know that they had called upon you here without me, and that they had behaved most abo1ninably, mo t cruelly: to you and Ed,vard. And I went out to the piazza, as 'l 1t z b '\JTERNE~ .ARO-l VE

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IN ALL SHADES 59 white as a sheet, Rosina says, and I said : Papa, you have acted as no gentleman ,1/ould act ; and as for you, Tom Dupuy, I'm heartily ashamed to think you're my ovvn cousin and then I went straight up to my bedroon1 that minute, and haven t aid a word to either of the1n ever s ince Marian kissed her once more, and pre sed the tearful girl tight against her bosom-that sisterly en1brace seemed to her now such an unspeakable consolation and c on1fort. 'And how did you get away this morning, dear?' she asked s oftly 'Oh,' Nora exclaimed, with a childi s h mile and a little cry of triumph, 'I was determined to come, Marian, and so I ca1ne here I got Rosina -that's my maid, such a nice black girl-to get her lover, Isaac Pourtal es, who isn't one of our ervant

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60 IN ALL SHADES you know, to addle the pony for me; because papa had told our groom I wasn't to have the horses without his orders, or to go to your house if the groom was with rue, or el e he'd dismiss him. So Isaac Pourtales, he saddled it for me ; and Rosina ran all the way here to show me the road till she got nearly to the last corner ; but she wouldn't co1ne on and hold the pony for me, for if she did, she said, de massa ,vould knock de very breff out of her body; and I really believe he would too, Marian, for papa's a dreadful man to deal with when he's in a passion.' 'But won't he be awfully angry with you, darling,' Marian asked, 'for coining here when he told you not to?' 'Of cour e he will,' Nora replied, draw ing herself up and laughing quietly. 'But

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IN ALL SHADES 61 I don't care a bit, you know, for all his anger. I'm not going to keep away from a dear old darling like you, and a dear, good, kind fellow like Edward, all for nothing, just to please him. He may storm away as long as he has a mind to ; but I tell you what,. my dear, he won't prevent me.' 'I don't mind a bit about it now, Nora, since you're come at last to me.' Mind it, darling! I should think not! Why on earth should you mind it? It's too preposterous! Why, Marian, whenever I think of it-though I'm a West Indian born n1yself, and dreadfully prejudiced, and all that wicked sort of thing, you know-it seems to me the most ridiculous nonsense I ever heard of. Just consider what kind of people these are out here in Trinidad, and what kind of people you and Edward are, l E

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62 IN ALL SHADES and all your friends over in England There s 1ny cousin, Tom Dupuy, now, for exan1ple; what a pretty sort of fellow he is, really. Even if I didn't care a pin for you, I couldn t give way to it; and as it is, I'm going to co1ne here just as often as ever I please, and nobody shall stop me. Papa and Tom are ahvays talking about the :fighting Dupuys but I can tell you they'll find I'm one of the :fighting Dupuys too, if they want to fight 1ne about it.-Now, tell me, Marian, doesn't it seem to you yourself the most ridiculous re versal of the natural order of things you ever heard of in all your life, that these people here should pretend to set themselves up as-as being in any way your equals, darling?' And Nora laughed a merry little laugh of pure amusement, so contagious that Edward and Marian joined in it too, for the fir t tin1e D 1~z b '\JTERNET ARC'7 VE

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I ALL SHADES 63 almost since they came to that dreadful Trinidad. Companionship and a fre h point of view lighten most things. Nora topped with the two Hawthorns all that day till nearly dinner time, talking and laughing with them much as usual after the first necessary explanations; and by five o'clock, 1'1:arian and Edward were positively ashamed themselves that they had ever n1ade so much of what gre\v with thinking on it into so absurdly mall and unimportant a matter. 'Upon n1y word, Marian,' Edward said, as Nora rode a,vay gaily unprotected-she positively wouldn't allow him to accompany her ho1ne\Vard-' I really begin to believe it would be better after all to stop in Trinidad and fight it out bravely as well a we're able for just a year or two.' -I

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IN ALL SHADES 'I thought o from the first,' Marian an wered courageously; 'and now that Nora ha cheered u up a little, I think so a great deal more than ever.' When ora reached Orange Grove, Mr. Dupuy tood, black a thunder, waiting to receive her in the piazza. T,vo neo-ro men : erYant were loitering about ca ually in the door,vay. ora,' he aid, in a voice of tern di plea ure, have you been to vi it these new nigger people ? ora g lanced back at hi1n defiantly and haughtily. "I have not,' he an wered with a teady tare. I have been calling upon my very dear friends, the District Court Judge and Mr Hawthorn, who are both our equal I am not in the habit of a ociating with what you choo e to call nigger people. 1 f D tlz b u\J VERS TY OF L NTFRNET ARCH VE URBA J -D

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IN ALL SHADES ~Ir. Dupuy's face grew purple once more He glanced round quick l y at the two n1en servants. Go to your room, miss,' he sa id with suppressed rage-' go to your room, and stop there till I send for you I was go in g t.here myself,' Nora answered calml y, without moving a muscle. I mean to re1nain there, and hold no comm unication with the rest of the family, as long as you choose to apply such unjust and untrue names to my dearest friends and oldest con1-panions.-Rosina, come here, please! Have the kindness to bring me up some dinner to my own boudoir; will you, Rosina?' VOL. II. F UI\J VE.R51TY O LL I\J l E RBANA-1-JA P N

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66 IN ALL SHADES CHAPTER XVII. IT was the very next day when the Governor's wife came to call. In any case, Lady Mody ford would have had to call on Marian : for etiquette demands, from the head of the colony at least, a strict disregard for distinctions of cuticle, real or imaginary. But Nora Dupuy had seen Lady Modyford that very morning, and had told her all the absurd story of the Hawthorns' social disqualifications. N o,v, the Governor's wife ,vas a woman of the world, accustomed to many colonial societies, big and small, as well as to the infinitely greater world of London; and she was naturally 0 I ) fr D git z by U'\J VERSITY O ILL '\JOI NTERNET ARCH VE l.RBANA 1-iA P N

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68 IN ALL SHADES Hawthorn with her own loutish sugar-growing cousin. She had lived so long in England, as Tom Dupuy himself would have said, that she had begun to pick up at least some faint tincture of these newfangled, radical, Exeter Hall opinions; in other words, she had acquired a little ballast of com1non sense and know ledge of life at large to weigh down in part her tolerably large original cargo of c olonial pre judices. But when Nora can1e to tell Lady Mody ford, as far as she knew them, the indignities to which the Hawthorns had already been subjected by the pure blue blood of Trinidad, the Governor's wife began to perceive there was more in it than matter for mere laughter ; and she bridled up a little haughtily at the n1ention of Mr. Tom Dupuy's free-spoken com1nents, as overheard by Nora on the :J 1~z by '\ITERNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES Orange Grove piazza. Nigger people the fat, good-natured, motherly little body echoed, angrily. 'Did he say nigger people, my clear ?-What a daughter of General Ord of the Bengal infantry-why, I came home fro1n Singapore in the same steamer with her mother, the year my father went away fro1n the Straits Settlements to South Australia! Do you mean to say, my dear, they won't call upon her, because she's married a son of that nice old Mr. Hawthorn with the white beard up at Agualta A perfect gentleman, too! pear me, how very abominable You must excuse my saying it, my child, but really you vVest Indian people do mistake your own little hole and corner for the great world, in a most extraordinary sort of a fashion. Now, confess to me, don't you ? So the same afternoon, Lady Modyford had

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70 IN ALL SHADES powdered her round, fat, little face, and put on her pretty coquettish French bonnet, and driven round in full state from Government House to Edward Hawthorn's new bungalov; in the Westmoreland valleyi:L As the carriage with its red-liveried black footmen drove up to the door, Marian's heart ank once more within her : she knew it was the Governor's wife come to call ; and she had a vague presentiment in her own mind that the fat little woman inside the carriage would send in her card out of formal politeness, and drive away at once without waiting to see her. But instead of that, Lady Modyford came up the steps with great demureness, and walked into the bare drawing-room, after Marian' rather untidy and quite raw black waiting maid ; and the moment she saw Marian, she tepped up to her very impulsively, and held '.'l 1 z b '\ITERNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES 71 out both her hands, and kissed the poor young bride on either cheek with genuine tender ness. 'My dear,' she said, with a motherly tre1nor in her kind old voice, 'you must for give 1ne for 1naking myself quite at home with you at once, and not standing upon ceremony in any way; but I knew your mother years ago-she was just like you then-and I know what a lonely thing it is for a newly-married girl to come out to a country like this, quite away from her own people; and I shall be so glad if you'll take Sir Adalbert and me just as we are We're homely people, and we don't live far away from you ; and if you 'll run round and see me any ti1ne you feel lonely or are in want of anything, why, you know, of course, my dear, we shall be delighted to see you. And then, before Marian could wipe away l f

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IN ALL SHADES the tears that rose quickly to her eyes, fat little Lady Modyford had gone off into ren1ini cence o f Singapore and Bombay, and that dear Mr Ord, and the baby that died-' Your sister, you kno,v, n1y dear-the one that was born at Calcutta, and died soon after your dear mamma reached England. o, of course, my clear ; your mamma couldn't know that I wa here, because, you see, when she and I can1e home together-why, that was twenty-two years ago-no, twenty-four, I declare, because Sir Adalbert-he wa plain Mr. Modyford then, on three hundred a year, in the Strait Settlements colonial service-didn't propo e to me till the next sun1mer, when he came home on leave, you know, ju t before he was removed to Hong-kong by that horrid Lord Mod bury, who was Colonial Secretary in those days, and afterwards died of suppressed gout, D I b '\JTFR.NET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES 73 the doctors said, which I call D. T., at hi ovvn villa at that delightful Spezzia. So you ee I was Kitty Fitzroy at that ti1ne, my child ; and I dare say your mam1na, who's older than 1ne a good bit, of cour e, never heard about 1ny marrying Sjr Adalbert, for we were 1narried very quietly down in Devonshire, where Sir Adalbert's father wa rector in a very small parish, on a tiny income ; and we started at once for Hong-kong, and spent our honeymoon at Venice-a na ty, damp, un comfortable place for a wedding tour, I call it, but not nearly so bad as you coming out here straight from the church door almost, Miss Dupuy told 1ne ; and Trinidad too, well kno,vn to be an unsociable, dead-alive sort of an i land. But whenever you like, dear, you must just jump on your hor e-you've got horse of course ?-ye I thought o-and If l,~ VER TY OF L ... NO '"1 E URBA -Cl-! P

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74 IN ALL SHADES ride over to Government House, and have a good chat with me and Emily; for, indeed, Mrs. Hawthorn-what's your Christian name ? -Marian-ah, very pretty-we should like to see you as often as you choose ; and next week, after you've settled down a little, you must really come up and stop some time with us ; for I assure you I've quite taken a fancy to you, my dear ; and Sir Adalbert, when he saw Mr. Hawthorn, the other day, at the Island Secretary's office, came home quite delighted, and said to me: "Kitty, the young man they've sent out for the new District judge is the very man to keep that something old fool Dupuy in order in future." Lady Modyford waited a good deal longer than is usual with a first call, and got very friendly indeed with poor Marian before the end of her visit ; for, coarse-grained ,von1an of i, VE

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IN ALL SHADES 75 the world as she was, her heart warmed not a little towards the friendless young bride who had come out to Trinidad-dull hole, Trinidad, not at all like Singapore, or Mauri tius, or Cape Town-to find herself so utterly deserted by all society. And next day, all female Trinidad was talking over five-o'-clock tea about the remarkable fact, learnt indi rectly though those unrecognised purveyors of fashionable intelligence, the servants, that that horrid proud Lady JYiodyford-' who treats you and me, my dear, as if we were the dirt beneath her feet, don't you knovv, and must call with two footmen and so much grandeur and formality '-had actually kissed that brown man's wife, that's to be the new District judge in Westmoreland, on both cheeks, the very first moment she saw her. Female Trinidad was so inexpressibly shocked

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IN ALL SHADES at this di gracefu l behaviour in a person officially charged with the maintenance of a high standard of decorum, that i t was really half inclined to think it ought to cut Lady lil[od yf ord direct on next meeting her. It was restrained from this extreme measure, however, by a wholeso1ne consideration of the fact that Lady Modyford would undoubtedly take the rebuff with unruffied amusen1ent ; so it contented itself by merely shovvin g a little colclness to the Governor's wife when it happened to meet her, and refusing to enter into conversation with her on the s ubj ect o f 1\1:arian and Ed ward Hawthorn. As for Marian herself, she had a good cry, as soon as Lady Modyford ,vas gone, over this interview also. Kind as the Governor's wife h ad wished to show herself, and genu inely sympathetic as she had actually been, "'l It Z b '\JTERNET ARCI-I VE

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IN ALL SHADES 77 Marian couldn't help recognising that there was a certain profound undercurrent of degradation in having to accept the ready ympathy of such a woman at all on such a n1atter Anywhere else, 1\1arian would have felt that Lady Modyford motherly as she was, stood just a grade or two by nature below her ; in fact, she felt so there too ; but still, she was compelled by circumstance to take the good fat body's consolation and condolence as a sort of favour; while anywhere else she would rather have repelled it as a disagreeable i1npertinence, or at least a a distasteful interference with her own indi viduality. It was impossible not. to be dimly conscious that coming to Trinidad had made a real difference in her own socia l position. At home, she had no need for anybody's con descension or anybody's affability ; here, she

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IN ALL SHADES was f orc.ed to recognise the fact that even Lady Modyford was making generous con cessions on purpose in her favour. It was galling, but it was inevitable. There is nothing more painful to persons who have always n1ixed in society on terins of perfect and undoubted equality, than thus to put themselves into false position where it is possible for equals, or even for natural infe riors, to seen1 to patronise them. Nevertheless, that evening Marian said to Edward very firmly : Edward, you must make up your mind to stop in Trinidad. I shall never feel so much confidence again in your real courage if you turn and run from Nora's father. Besides, now Lady Modyford has called, and Nora has been here, I dare ay we shall get a little society of our own -people who kno-w too much about the D 1~z b II\ITERNET ARCH VE U'\J VE.RSI Y Of LL 'JO l.RBANA-.,A P

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IN ALL SHADES 79 outer world to be wholly governed by the fads and fancies of Trinidad planters.' And Edward answered in a somewhat faltering voice: 'Very well, my darling. One's duty lies that way, I know; and if you're strong enough to stand up and face it, why, I must try to face it also.' And they did face it, with less difficulty even than they at first imagined. Presently, Mrs. Castello came to call, the wife of the Governor's aide-de-camp; a pretty, pleasant, sisterly little woman, who struck up a mutual attachment with Marian almost at first sight, and often dropped in to see them afterwards. Then one or two others of the English officials brought their wives; and before long, when Marian went to stay at Government House, it was c lear that in the imported offi cia l society at any rate the Hawthorns were

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80 IN ALL SHADES to be at least tolerated. Toleration 1s a miserable sort of standing for people to ubmit to ; but, in the last resort, it is better than i s olation. And as ti1ne went on, the toleration grew into friendliness and intimacy in many quarters, though never among the native planter aristocracy. Those noble people, intensely proud of their pure white blood, held them s elves entirely aloof with profound dignity. Poor souls Sir Adalbert Modyford said contemptuously to Cap tain Castello, they forget how little it is to be proud of, and that ev ery small stree t arab in London could consider him s elf a gentleman in Trinid a d on the very self-""'am e grounds of birth as they do D trz~ b INTfRNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES CHAPTER XVIII. THERE was great excite1nent in the District Court at Westmoreland one sunny morning, a few days later, for the new judge was to sit and hear an appeal, West Indian fashion, fron1 a 111agistrate's decision in the case of Delgado versus Dupuy. The little courthouse in the low parochial buildings of Westmoreland was crowded with an eager throng of excited negroes. Much buzzing and hum ming of voices filled the room, for it was noised abroad among the blacks that Mistah Hawtorn, being a brown man born, was likely to curry favour with the buckras-a VOL. II. G

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IN ALL SHADES brown men will-by giving unjust decisions in their favour against the black men ; and this was a very important case for the agricultural negroes, as it affected a question of paying wages for work performed in the Pimento Valley cane-pieces. Rosina Fleming was there among the crowd ; and as Louis Delgado, the appellant in the case, came into court, he paused for a moment to whisper hurriedly a few words to her. 'De med'cine hab effeck like I tell you, Missy Rosina ? he asked in an undertone. Rosina laughed and showed her white teeth. 'Yes, Mistah Delgado, him hab effeck, sah, same like you tell me. Isaac Pourtales, him lub me well for true, nowadays.' Him gwine to marry you, missy ? Rosina shook her head. 'No ; him can't done dat,' she answered carelessly, as though D !!It z by NTERNET ARCHIVE o 1 :i fr m U:\J VE.RS.ITV Of ILL ~01$ A l.RBANA-0-iA P N

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IN ALL SHADES 83 it were the most natural ~hing in the world. 'Him got anudder wife already.' 'Ha! Him got wife ober in Barbadoes?' Delgado muttered. 'Him tloan't nebber tell me dat.-W ell, Missy Rosy, I want you bring Isaac Pourtales to 1ne hut di one day. I want I saac to help me wit de great an' terrible day ob de Lard. De cup ob de Dupuys i s full dis day; an' if de nevv judge gib decision wrongfully agin me, de Lard will arise soon in all hi1n g lory, like him tell de prophets, an' make de victory for hi1n ovvn people.' But not hurt de n1issy?' R osina 111-quired anxiously. 'Yah, yah! You i s too chupid, Miss Rosy I tellin' you. You tink when de Lard bare him ann in him wrat, hi1n g-wine to turn aside in
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IJV ALL SHADES De Dupuys is de Lard's enen1y, le-ady, an' he will destroy dem utterly, men and women.' Before Rosina could find ti1ne to reply, there was a sudden stir in the body of the court, and Edward Hawthorn, entering from the private door behind, took his seat upon the judge's bench in hu hed silence. 'Delgado versu. Dupuy, an appeal from a magi trate's order, referred to this court a being under twenty shillings in value.\ .,.ho heard the case in the first instance? Ed,vard inquired. 'l\[r. Dupuy of Orange Grove and Mr. Henley,' To1n Dupuy, the defendant, an'Vi'ered quietly. Edward's forehead puckered up a little. 'You are t.lie defendant, I believe, Mr. Thoma Dupuy ? he sa id to the young planter with a curious look. D tlZ NTfRNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES Tom Dupuy nodded acquiescence. 'And the case was heard in the fir t instance by Mr. Theodore Dupuy of Orange Grove, who, if I am rightly informed, hap pens to be your own uncle ? 'Rightly informed!' Tom Dupuy sneered half angrily-'rightly informed, indeed! Why, you know he is, of course, as well as I do Didn't we both call upon you together the other day? I should say, considering what sort of interview we had, you can't already have quite forgotten it Edward winced a little, but answered nothing. He mere l y allowed the plaintiff t o be put in the box, and proceeded to listen carefu ll y to his rambling evidence. It Wil,sn't very easy, even for the sharp, half-Jewish brown barrister who was counsel for the pla intiff, to get anythi_ng very clear or de-

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86 IN ALL SHADES :finite out of Louis Delgado with his vague rhetoric. Still, by dint of patient Jistening, Edward Hawthorn was enabled at last to make out the pith and kernel of the old African's excited story. He worked, it eemed, at times on Orange Grove estate, and at times, alternately, at Pimento Valley. The wages on both estates, as frequently happens in such cases, were habitually far in arrears ; and Delgado claimed for many days, on which, he a serted, he had been working at Tom Dupuy's cane-pieces; while Tom Dupuy had entered a plea of never indebted, on the ground that no entry ap peared in his own book-keeper's account for those dates of Delgado's presence. Mr. Theo dore Dupuy had heard the case, and he and a brother-1nagistrate had at once decided it against Delgado. 'But, I know, sah,' Delgado Di itll t lf\i TERNET ARCHIVE

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IN ALL SHADES 87 said vehemently, looking up to the new judge with a certain defiant air, as of a man who comes prepared for injustice, I know I work dem days at Pimento Valley, because I keep book meself, an' put down in him in me own hand all de days I work anywhere.' 'Can you produce the book?' Edward inquired of the excited negro. 'It isn't any use,' Tom Dupuy interrupted angrily. 'I've seen the book myself, and you can't read it. It's all kept in some heathenish African language or other.' I must request yon, Mr. Dupuy, not to interrupt,' Edward Hawthorn said in his stern est voice. 'Please to remember, I beg of you that this room is a court of justice.' Not much justice here for white men, I expect,' Tom Dupuy m .uttered to himself in a half-audible undertone. 'The niggers'll have l f

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88 IN ALL SHADES it all their ovvn way in future, of course, now they've got one of themselves to sit upon the bench for them.' 'Produce the book,' Edward said, turning to Delgado, and restraining his natural anger with some difficulty. It doan't no good, sah,' the African an swered, with a sigh of de pond ency, pulling out a greasy account-book from his open bosorn? and turning over the pages slo,vly in moody silence. 'It me own book, dat I hab for me own reference, an' I keep hin1 all in me own handwriting.' Edward held out his hand commandingly, and took the greasy small volume that the African passed over to him, with some little amusement and surprise. He didn't expect, of course, that he would be able to read it, but he thought at least he ought to see what D It Z by '\JTERNET ARCH VE

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17\/ ALL SHADES sort of accounts the man kept ; they would at any rate be interesting, as throwing light upon negro ideas and modes of reckoning. He opened the book the negro gave him and turned it over hastily with a languid curiosity. In a second, a curious change came visibly over his startled face, and he uttered sharply a little sudden cry of unaffected surprise and astonishment. 'Why,' he said in a strangely al tered voice, turning once more to the dogged African, who stood. there staring at him in sto lid indifference~ 'what on earth is the meaning of this? This is Arabic-excellent Arabic Rosina Fleming, looking eagerly from in front at the curious characters, saw at once they were the same in type as the writing in the obeah book Delgado had showed her the evening she went to consult him at hi hut about Isaac Pourtales. 0 I :l fr J'\J VERSI Y Of ILL "'JOI$ l E RBANA-rlA P N

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90 IN ALL SHADES Delgado glanced back at the young judge with a face full of ris ing di strust and latent incredulity. You doan't can read it, sah r he asked suspiciously. It African talk. You doan't can read it ? Certainly, I can,' Edward answered with a smile. 'It's very beautifully and clearly written, and it's all exceedjngly good and accurate Arabic entries.' And he read a word or two of the entries aloud, in proof of his ability to decipher at sight the mys terious characters. Delgado in turn gave a sudden start ; and drawing himself up to his full height, with new-born prjde and dignity, he burst forth at once into a few sentences in some strange foreign tongue, deep and guttural, addressed apparently, as Tom Dupuy thought, to the new judge in passionate entreaty. D i. b "JTERNET ARCt-llVE

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IN ALL SHADES 91 But in reality the African was asking Edward Hawthorn, earnestly and in the utmost a tonjshment, whether it was a fact that he could really and truly speak Arabic. Edward answered him back in a few words, rapidly spoken, in the fluent col loquial Egyptian dialect which he had learnt in London from his Mohammedan teacher, Sheikh Abdullah. It was but a short sen tence, but it was quite enough to convince Delgado that he did positively understand the entries in the account-book. 'De Lard be praise!' the African shouted aloud excitedly. 'De new judge, hi1n can read de book I keep for me ovvn reckonin' De Lard be praise Him gwine to clelibber me. Did ever you see such a farce in your life?' Tom Dupuy whispered in a stage aside to his Uncle Theodore. 'I don't be-

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92 IN ALL SHADES lieve the fellow understands a single word of it ; and I'm sure the gibberish they were talking to one another can't possibly be part of any kind of human language even in Africa. And yet, after all, I don t knovv The fellow's a nigger himself, and perhaps he may really have learnt fro1n his own people some of their confounded African lingoes. But who on earth would ever have believed, Uncle Theodore, we'd have lived to hear such tra h as that talked openly from the very Bench in a Queen's court in the is land of Trinidad ? Edward coloured up again at the few words which he caught accidentally of this ugly 1nonologue ; but he only said to the eager African: 'I cannot speak with you here in Arabic, Delgado ; here we must use English only.' D 1tz by I\JTERNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES 93 'Certainly,' Tom Dupuy suggestecl aloud -colonial courts are even laxer than Eng lish ones. 'We mustn't forget, of course, Mr. Hawthorn, as you said just now, that this roo1n is a court of justice.' The young judge turned over the book to conceal his chagrin, and examined it carefully. 'What are the dates in dispute? he asked, turning to the counsel. Delgado and To1n Dupuy in one breath gave a full list of the1n. Counsel handed up a little written slip with the various doubtful days entered carefu lly upon it in ordinary English numbers. Edward ticked them off one by one in Delgado's note-book, quietly to himself, smiling as he did so at the quaint Arabic translations of the Grove of Oranges and the Valley of Pimento. Every one of Delgado's dates was quite accurately

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94 IN ALL SHADES and carefully entered in his own account book. When they came to examine Tom Dupuy and his Scotch book-keeper, their account of the whole transaction was far less definite, clear, and consistent. Tom Dupuy, with a certain airy lordly indifference, admitted that his payments were o ften in arrears, and that his modes of book-keeping were often somewhat rough and ready. He didn't pretend to keep an account personally of every man's labour on his ,vhol e e s tate, he said ; he ,vas a gentleman himself and he left that sort of thing, of course, to his book-keeper's memory. The book-keeper didn't remember that Louis Delgado had worked at Pin1ento Valley on those particular di sputed mornings ; though, to be sure, one naturally couldn't be quite certain about it. But if you were going to 0 1 ] fr m D 1 z by U'\J VE.RSI Y Of ILL NOi$ A '\ITERNE' ARCI-J VE l.RBANA-Ci-JA P N

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IN ALL SHADES 95 begin taking a nigger 's word on such a matter against a white man's, why, what possible security against fal se charges could you give in future to the white planter? How often do you post up the entries in that book?' Delgado's counsel asked the book-keeper in cross examination. The book keeper was quite as airy and easy as his master in this matter. W eel, whiles I do it at the tirne,' he answered quietly, an' whiles I do it a wee bit later.' 'An' I put him down ebbery e-vening, de minute I hon1e, sah, in dis note-book,' Delgado shouted eagerly with a fierce gesti culation. You must be quiet, please,' Edward said, turning to him. You 1nustn't inter rupt the ,vitness or your counsel.' Did Delgado work at Pimento Valley l f

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IN ALL SHADES yesterday?' the brown barrister asked, looking up from the books which Tom Dupuy had been forced to produce and hand in, in evidence. The book-keeper hesitated and smiled a sinister sn1ile. He did, he answered after a moment's brief internal conflict. 'How is it, then, that the day's work isn't entered here already?' the brown bar rister went on pitile s sly. The book-k eeper s huffled with an uneasy shuffle. Ah, weel, I should have entered it on Saturday evening,' he answered eva sively. Edward turned to Delgado s note-book. The last day' s work was entered properly in an evidently fresh ink, that of the previous two days looking proportionately blacker and o lder. There could be very little doubt, ,. 'l 1 z by "IITf~NET ARCI-J VE

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IN ALL SHADES 97 indeed, which of the two posted his books daily with the greater care and accuracy. He heard the case out patiently and temperately, in spite of Delgado's occasional wild outbursts and Tom Dupuy's constant sneers, and at the end he proceeded to deliver judgment as calmly as he was able, withou t prejudice. It was a pity that the first c ase he heard should have been one which com mon justice compelled him to give agains t To1n Dupuy, but there was no helping it. The court enters judgment for the plaintiff / he said in a loud clear voice. 'Delgado' s books; though unfortunately kept only in Arabic for his own reference, have been very carefully and neatly posted.-Y ours, Mr. Dupuy, I regret to say, are extremely care less, inadequate, and inaccurate ; and I am also sorry to see that the case was heard VOL. II. H F

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IN ALL SHADES in the fir.:t in tance by one of your own near relation Under such circumstances, it would have been far wi er, as well as far more eemly, to avoid all appearance of evil.' Tom Dupuy grew red and pale by turn a he listened in blank urprise and di 1nay to this amazing and unprecedented judgment. A black man's word taken in evidence in open court against a white gentleman's! It wa too appalling! Well, well, Uncle Theodore he aid bitterly, rising to go, I expected a murh, though it's hard to believe it. I kne".,. we should never get any decent ju ti ce in this court any longer But Delgado stood there, dazed and motionless, gazing with mute wonder at the pale face of the new judge, and debating within himself whether it could be really D trz b INTfRNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES 99 true or not that he had gained his ca e again t the powerful Dupuy fa ction. ;rot that be under tood for a moment the exact meaning of the legal "\\Ords, judgment for the plaintiff;' but he aw at once on To111 Dupuy face that tbe white man wa posi tively livid with anger and had been severely reprimanded. 'De Lard be prai e he ejacu lated again, at la t. De judge i righteou judge, an' lub de black man;' Then he added in a lower and more solemn tone to Ro ina Fleming, who tood once more now beside him: In de great an' terrible day ob de Lard, mi sy, de word ob de Lard an' ob hi people will pa ober all de hou e ob de Hawtorn, as de angel pa s ober de children ob I rael in de day ,vhen him lay de :fir t born ob de Egyptian from cle on ob Pharaoh H2 ... ri alf Ul'\i VERS TY OF ... L O J J-1 E. JRBAN -CH PA

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100 IN ALL SHADES at sit upon de trone to de son ob de captive dat languish in de dungeon!' Edward would have given a great deal just then if Delgado in the moment of his triumph had not used those awkward words, 'Him lub de black man!' But there was no u e brooding oyer it now ; so he merely igned with his finger to Delgado and whispered hastily in his ear as he dismissed the case : Come to me this evening in my own room as soon as court is all over ; I want to hear from you how and where you learnt Arabic .' o 1 ) fr m :l 1t z by U'\J VE.RSI Y Of ILL 'JOI INTERNET ARCH VE RBANA-Cr!A P N

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IN ALL SHADES IOI CHAPTER XIX. WHE all the other cases hadbeen gradually dismissed -the petty larceny of growing yams ; the charge of stealing a pair of young turkeys; the disputed question a to the three halfpence balance on the account for sweet potatoes, and so forth ad infiniturn-Edward made his way, wearied and anxious, into hi own room behind the courthouse Delgado was waiting for him there, and as the judge entered, he rose quickly and uttered a few words of customary salutation in excellent Arabic. Edward Hawthorn observed at once that a strange change seemed to have come f VERS TY OF IL ... NO URBA JA-Ct-J PA Gl'I.

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102 IN ALL SHADES over the ragged old negro in the course of those few hours. He had lost his slouching-, half-savage manner, and stood 1nore erect or bowed in self-respecting obeisance, with a c ertain obviou consciousness of per onal d ignity which at once reminded him of S heikh Abdullah. He noticed, too, that while the man's Engli s h was the mere broken Creole language he had learned from the other negroes around him, his Arabic wa t h e pure colloquial classical Arabic of the C airo ulemas. It was astonishing what a d ifference this change of tongue made in the tattered old black :field-labourer : when he spoke English, he was the mere ordinary plantation negro ; when he spoke Arabic, he was the decently educated and perfectly court eous African Moslem. 'You have quite surprised me, Delgado, f r D1 tlL t, VERSITY OF L NO INTERNET ARCH VE URBA JA-C'7 PA

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IN ALL SHADES iOJ Edward said, still in colloquial Arabic. 'I had no idea there were any Africans in Trinidad who under'tood the language of the Koran. How did you ever come to learn it ? The old African bowed graciously, and exp anded his hands with a friendly gesture Effendi, he answered, 'Allah is not wholly without his true followers in any country Is i t not written in your own book that when Elijah, the forerunner of the Prophet, cried i n the cave, saying : I alone am left of th worshippers of Allah," the Lord answered and aid unto him in his mercy: "I have left m even thousand souls in Israel which have not bowed the knee to Baal ? Even so, Allah has his followers left even here among th infidels in Trinidad.' 'Then you are still a Mussulman?' Edward cried in surprise.

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104 IN ALL SHADES The old African rose again fron1 the seat into which Edward had politely motioned him, and folding both his hands reverently in front of him, answered in a profoundly olemn voice : There is no God but Allah, and Mohammed is hi prophet.' 'But I thought-I understood-I wa., told that you were a teacher and preache r u p yonder in the Methodist chapel.' Delgado shrugged his boulders with African expre siveness. What can I do ? he said, throwing open his hands sidevray They have brought me here all the way from the Gold Coast. There is no mosque here, no ulema, no other Mo lems. What c an I do? I have to do as the other negroes do.-But see! and he drew something carefully from the folds of his dirty c otton shirt : I have brought a Book with '.'l 1~ z b "IITERNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES 105 me. I have kept it sacredly all these years. Have you seen it? Do you know it?' Edward opened the soiled and dog-eared but carefully treasured volun1e that the negro handed him. He knew it at once. It was a hand-copied Koran. He turned the pages over lightly till he came to the famous chapter of the Seven Treasures ; then he began to read aloud a few verses 1n a clear, easy, Arabic intonation. Del gado started when he heard the young judge actually reading the sacred volume. So you, too, are a Moslen1 he cried ex citedly. Edward smiled. No,' he answered ; I a1n no Mussulman. But I have learnt Arabic, and I have read the Koran.' Mussulman or Christian,' Delgado an swered fervently throwing up his head, 'you l f 0 1 ) fr m UN VERSITY Of ILL NOIS A l;RBANA-0-iA PA N

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106 IN ALL SHADES are a servant of Allah. You have given judgn1ent to-day like Daniel the Hebrew, or like Oth1nan Calif, the successor of the Prophet. When the great and terrible day of the Lord arrives, Allah will surely not forget the least among his servants.' Ed ward did not understand the hidden meaning of that seemingly conventional pious tag, so he merely answered: 'But you haven't yet told me, remnant of the faithful, how you ever came to learn Arabic.' Th us encouraged, Delgado loosed the strings of his tongue, and poured forth rapidly with African volubility the whole marvellous story of his life. The son of a petty chieftain on the Guinea coast, he had been sent in his boyhood by his father, a l\1oha1nmedan convert, to the native schools for the negroes at fJairo, where he had re-Di 1ti1 t INTERNET ARCHIVE

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IN ALL SHADES 107 mained till he was over seventeen years old, and had then returned to his father's prtnci pality. There, he had gone out to fight in some small war between two neighbouring negro chieftains, whose events he insisted on detailing to Edward at great length ; and having been taken prisoner by the hostile party, he had at last been sold in the bad o ld days, when a contraband ebony-trade still existed, to a Cuban slaver. The slaver had been captured off S01nbrero Rock by an English cruiser, and all the negroes landed at Trinidad. That was the sum and sub stance of the strangely romantic story told by the old African to the young English barrister in the Westmoreland courthouse. Couched in his childish and ignorant negro English, it would no doubt have sounded ludicrous and puerile; but poured forth in

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108 IN ALL SHADES classical Arabic almost as pure and fluent as Sheikh Abdullah's own, it was brimful of pathos, eloquence, interest, and weirdness. Yet strange and almost incredible as it eemed to Edward's mind, the old African him elf apparently regarded it as the most natural and simple concatenation of events that could easily happen to anybody any where. 'And how is it,' Edward asked at last, in profound astoni hment, lapsing once more into English, 'that you have never tried to get back to Africa ? Delgado smiled an ugly smile, that showed all his teeth, not pleasantly, but like the teeth of a bulldcg sna r ling Do you tink, sah,' he said sarcastically, 'dat dem :fightin' Dupuy is gwine to help a poor black naygur to go back to him own country ? Ole-time folk Or I J f m 'l I Z b U'\J VE.R51TY Of LL "'JOI NTERNET ARCH VE R ANA-,. l P

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IN ALL SHADES 109 has proverb : "Mongoose no help cane -rat find de way back to him burrow." Edward could hardly believe the sudden transformation In a single moment, with the change of language, the educated African had vanished utterly, and the plantation negro stood once more undisguised before him. And yet, Ed ward thought curiously to himself, which, after all, was the truest and 1nost genuine of those two contrasted but united personalities-the free Mussuhnan, or the cowed and hopeless Trinidad fieldlabourer? Strange, too, that while this born African could play as he liked at fetichism or Christianity, could do obeah or sing psalms from his English hymn-book, the pro foundly penetrating and absorbing creed of Islam was the only one that had sunk deep into the very inmost marrow of his negro UN VE.R Y Of LL NOl5 A l E l.RBANA-0-iA PA N

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110 IN ALL SHADES nature. About that fact, Edward could not for a moment have the faintest hesitation. Delgado-Coromantyn or West Indian-was an undoubting Mussulman. Christianity was but a cloak with which he covered himself outwardly, to himself and others; obeah was but an art that he practised in secret for unlawful profit ; Islam, the faith most profoundly and intimately adapted to the negro idiosyncrasy, was the creed that had burnt it elf into his very being, in spite of all changes of outer circumstance. Not that Delgado believed his Bible the less : with the frank inconsistency of early minds, he held the two incompatible beliefs without the faintest tinge of conscious hypocrisy; just as 1nany of ourselves, though Christian enough in all externals, hold lingering relics of pagan superstitions about horseshoes, and crooked "'l 1~ z by l'\ITERNET .ARC'"l VE U'\J VE.RSI AN

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IN ALL SHADES I JI ixpences, and unlucky days, and the mystic virtues of a carnelian amulet. Every morn ing he spelt over religiously a chapter in the New Testa1nent; and every night, in the gloom of his hut, be read to himself in hushed awe a few versicles of the holy Koran. When story and comment were fully finished, the old African rose to go. As he opened the door, Edward held out his hand for the negro to shake. Delgado, now once more the plantation labourer, hesitated for a econd, fearing to take it ; then at last, drawing himself up to his full height, and instinctively clutching at his loose cotton trousers, as though they had been the flowing white robes of his old half-forgotten Egyptian school-days, he compromised the matter by making a profound salaam, and crying in hi clear Arabic gutturals: 'May the blei..csing of '7 v'E J f r L~ VERSITY OF ILL NO s A URBA ~A-0-iA PA Gl'I.

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Jl2 IN ALL SHADES Allah, tbe All-wise, the merciful, rest for ever on the effendi, his servant, who has delivered a just judgment!' In another moment he had glided through the door ; and Edward, hardly yet able to realise the strangeness of the situation, was left alone with his own astonishment. 0 I fr D 1tz b U'\J VE.RSI Y Of Ill '\IOIS A '\ITERNET ARCHIVE RBANA-'"t--iA P N

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IN ALL SHADES 113 CHAPTER XX. THREE or four months rolled rapidly away, and the Hawthorns began to feel themselves settling down quietly to their new, strange, and anomalous position in the island of Trinidad. In spite of her father's prohibi tion, Nora often came around to visit them ; and though Mr. Dupuy fought hard against her continuing' that undesirable acquaintance,' he soon found that Nora, too, had a will of her own, and that she was not to be re strained from anything on which she had once set her mind, by such very simple and easy means as mere prohibition The girl's a VOL II. I U\I l E

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II4 IN ALL SHADES Dupuy to the backbone,' her cousin Tom said to her father more than once, in evident admiration. 'Though she does take up with a lot of coloured trash-which, of course, is very unladylike-by George, sir, when once he sets her heart upon a thing, she does it too, and no mistake about it either. Dr. Whitaker was another not infrequent visitor at the Hawthorns' bungalow. He had picked up, as he desired, a gratuitous practice among the poorer negroes; and though it often sorely tried his patience and enthusiasm he found in it at least some relief and respite from the perpetual annoyance and degrada tion of his uncongenial home-life with his father and Miss Euphemia. His botany, too, gave him another anodyne something to do to take his mind off the endless incongruity f his settled position. He had decided in :l 1~ z b 'tllTERNET .ARCi-l VE 0 1 fr m UN VE.RSI Y Of IL 'JOIS .A l,R AN.A "iA P

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IN ALL SHADES 115 his own mind, almost fro1n the very first day of landing, to undertake a Flora of Trinidad -a new work on all the flowering plants in the rich vegetation of that most luxuriant among tropical island ; ancl in every minute of leisure time that he could pare from the thankless care of his poor negro patients, he wa hard at work among the tang led wood and jungle undergrowth, or else in his own l ittle study at home, in his father 's house c ollecting, arranging, and c omparing th material for this his great work on the ex quisite flowers of his native country. Th faithful violin afforded him his third great resource and alleviation. Though Mis Euphemia and her lively friends wer carcely of a sort to appreciate the you n doctor's touching and delicate execution, h practised by himself for an hour or two 1n I 2 l E Qr I J fr m UN VE.RSI y or ILL NOIS A l,RBANA-Ci-JAMPA N

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I 16 JN ALL SHADES his own rooms every evening ; and as he did so, he felt that the strings seemed ever to re echo with one sweet and oft-recurring name -the name of Nora. To be sure, he was a brown man, but even brown men are more or less human. How could he ever dream of falling in love with one of Miss Euphemia' like-minded companions? He met Nora from time to time in the Hawthorns' drawing-room ; there was no other place under the circumstances of Trinidad where he wa at all likely ever to 111eet her. Nora wa.:: more frankly kind to him novv than formerly ; she felt that to be cool or indifferent toward him before Edward and Marian might eem remotely like an indirect light upon their own position. One after-..., noon he met her there accidentally, and he a ked him, with polite interest, how hi D1 t1z b INTERNET ARCH VE 1 f r-VERSITY OF IL NOIS A URBAI\JA-Ci-iA PA C,I\

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IN ALL SHADES 117 work on the :flowers of Trinidad was getting on The young doctor cast down his eyes and answered timidly that he had collected an immense number of specimens, and wa arranging them slowly in systematic order. And your music, Dr. Whitaker ? The mulatto stammered for a moment. 'Miss Dupuy, he said with a slight hesitation, I have-I have publi hed the little piecethe Hurricane Symphony, you know-that I s howed you once on board the Severn. I have published it in London. If you will allow me-I-I-I will present you, as I promised, with a copy of the music.' 'Thank you,' Nora said. 'How very good of you. Will you sehJ it to me to Orange Grove, or-will you leave it here ome day with Mrs. Hawthorn ? l E UN VERSI Y 0 ILL N0IS A ~RBANA-O-lA PA N

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u8 IN ALL SHADES The mulatto felt his face grow hot and burning as he answered with as much care lessness as he could readily command : I have a copy here with me-it's with my hat in the piazza. If you will permit me, Mrs. Hawthorn, I'll just tep out and fetch it. II brought it with me, Miss Dupuy, thinking it just po sible I might happen to meet you here this morning.' He didn't add that he had brought it out with him day after day for the last fortnight, in the vain hope of c hancing to meet her; and had carried it back again with a heavy heart night after night, when he had failed to see her in that <._.; one solitary possible meeting-place Nora took the piece that he handed her, fresh and whit~ from the press of a famous London firm of music-sellers, and glanced hastily at the top of the title-page for the o 1 3 fr m D It z by U!\J VE.RSI Y Of ILL NOIS A l!\JTERNET ARCHIVE RBANA-i-,A P N

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IN ALL SHADES I 19 promised dedication. There was none visible anywhere. The title page ran simply: Op. 14. Hurricane Symphony Souvenir de Indes. By W. Clark on Whitaker. 'But, Dr. Whitaker, Nora said, pouting a l ittl e in her pretty fashion, this isn t fair, you know. You promised to dedicate the piece to me. I w3:s quite looking forward to seeing my name in big letters, printed in real type, on the top of the title-page The mulatto doctor's heart beat fast that moment with a very unwonted and irregular pul sation. Then she really wished him to dedicate it to her Why on earth had he been so timorous as to strike out her name at the last moment on the fair copy he had sent to London for publication? 'I thought, Mis Dupuy,' he answered slowly, 'our position s were so very different in Trinidad, that when l f Or I a fr m UN VE:RSITY Of ILL N0IS A l,;RBANA-O-lAMPAIGN

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120 IN ALL SHADES I came here and felt how things actually stood, I-I judged it better not to put your name in conjunction with mine on the same title-page.' Then you did quite wrong Nora re torted war1nly ; and I'm very angry with you-I am really, I assure you. You ought to have kept your promise when you gave it me. I wanted to see my own name in print, and on a piece of music too. I expect, now, rve lost the chance of seeing myself in black and white for ever and ever.' The mulatto smiled a smile of genuine pleasure. 'It's easily remedied, Miss Dupuy,' he answered quickly. 'If you really mean it, I shall dedicate my very next composition to you. You're extremely kind to take such a friendly interest in my poor music.' I hope I'm not overdoing it,' Nora Or I :l fr m D git z b UN VE.RSI Y Of ILL "'JOIS A INTERNET ARCH VE RBANA-1-JA PA N

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IN ALL SHADES 121 thought to herself. But the poor fellow really has so much to put up with, that one can't help behaving a little kindly to him, when one happens to get the opportunity.' When Dr. Whitaker rose to leave, he shook hands with Nora very warmly, and said a he did so : Good-bye, Miss Du _puy. I shan't forget next time that the dedication is to be fairly printed in good earnest.' 'Mind you don't, Dr. Whitaker,' Nora responded gaily. 'Good-bye. I suppose I shan't see you again, as usual, for another week of Sundays The mulatto smiled on ce more, a satisfietl smile, as he answered quickly: Oh yes, Miss Dupuy. We shall meet on Monday next. Of course, you're going to the Governor's ball at Banana Garden -;-Nora started. 'The Governor ball!' she ., F

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122 IN ALL SHADES repeated-' the Governor's ball Oh yes, oj course I'm going there, Dr. Whitaker .-But are you invited? She said it thoughtlessly, on the spur of the moment, for it had never occurred to her that the brown doctor would have an invita tion also ; but the tone of surprise in which she spoke cut the poor young mulatto to the very quick in that moment of triumph. He drew himself up proudly as he answered in a hasty tone : Oh yes ; even I am invited to Banana Garden, you know, ~ss Dupuy. The Governor of the colony at least can recognise no distinction of class or colour 1n his official capacity Nora' s face flushed crimson. 'I shall hope to see you there,' she answered quickly. 'I'm glad you're going .-Marian, dear, we shaU be quite a party. I only wish I was going with D 1tz b NTERNET ARCHIVE 0 I fr U'.'J VE.RSITY Of Ill I\JOI RBANA-'"IA P

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IN ALL SHADES 123 you, instead of being trotted off in proper tyle by that horrid old Mrs. Pereira.' Dr. Whitaker said no more, but raised his hat upon the piazza steps, jumped upon his hor e, and took his ,vay along the dusty road that led fron1 the Hawthorns' cottage V to the residence of the Honourable Robert Whitaker. As he reached the house, Mi s Euphemia was laughing loudly in the draw ing-room with her bosom friend, Mi eraphina M'Culloch. 'Wilberforce!' Mi s Euphemia cried, the mornent her brother made his appearance on the outer piazza, 'jest you co111e straight in here, I tellin you. Here's Pheenie come around to hab a talk wit you. You is too un ocial altogedder. You always want to go an' bury yourself in your own tudy. Oh my, Oh my! Young men dat come from England dey ha n't got

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124 IN ALL SHADES no conversation at all for to talk wit de ladies.' Dr. Whitaker was not in the humour just that moment to indulge in pleasantries with ~1.iss Seraphina ~ l:'Oulloch, a brown young lady of buxom figure and remarkably free and-ea y conversation ; so he sighed impatiently as he an wered with a ha ty wave of his hand : o, Euphemia ; I can't come in and see your friend ju t thi minute I mu t go into my own room to 1nake up on1e medicines-some very urgent medicines-wanted immediately-for ome of my poor ick patient .' Heaven help his soul for that tran parent little prevarication, for all the medicine had been ent out in charge of a ragged negro boy more than two hours ago ; and it wa Dr. Whitaker's o,vn heart that wa sick and ill at ea e, beyond the power of any medicine ever to remedy. :l It Z by INTERNET ARCHIVE Or I ] fr m U'\J VERSITY Of ILL -..JOIS RBANA-Cl-iA PA N

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) IN ALL SHADES 125 lVIiss Euphemia pouted her already suffi ciently protruding lips. 'Always dem stoopid niggers,' she answered contemptuously. 'How on eart a man like you, Wilberforce, dat has always been brought up respectable an proper, in a decent fam'ly, can bear to go an' trow away his ti1ne in attendin' to a parcel of lo w nigger people, is more dan I can ever understan' .-Can you, Seraphina? :M;iss Seraphina responded immediately, that, in her opinion~ niggers was a disgrace ful set of dat lovv, disreputable people~
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126 IN ALL SHADES people for looking down upon the brovvn when the browns themselves, in their foolish travesty of white prejudice, looked down so n1uch upon their brother blacks beneath them. In a minute more, he reappeared with a face of puzzled bewilderment at the drawing-room door, and cried to his sister angrily : Euphemia, Euphemia! what have you done, I'd like to know, with all those specimens I brought in this morning, and left, when I went out, upon my study table?' Wilberforce,' Mjss Euphemia answered with stately dignity, rising to confront him I tink I can't stand dis mess an' rubbish dat you make about de house a minute longer. Pheenie I tell you how dat man treat de fam'ly. Every day, he goes out into de woods an' he cuts bush-common bu h, "'l g1t z by. l"IITERNET ARCH VE o l]frm U'\J VER51 Y Of ILL '\IOI Rf ANA-'"i-,A P

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IN ALL SHADES 127 all sort of weed an' trash an' rubbish ; an he brings dem home, an' puts dem in de study, so dat de house don't never tidy, how ever much you try for to tidy him. Well, dis mornin' I say to myself: I don't goin' to stand dis lumber-room in a respectable fa1n'ly any longer." So I take de bush dat Wilberforce bring in ; I carry him out to de kitchen altogedder ; I open de stove, an' I trow him in all in a lump into de very middle of de kitchen fire. Ha, ha, ha hi1n burn an' crackle all de same as if he was chockfull of blazin' gunpowder Dr. Whitaker's eyes flashed angrily as he cried in surprise: ,What! all my speci mens, Euphernia all my specimens all the ferns and orchids and curious club-mosses I brought in from Pimento Valley Scrubs early this morning Or I fr l f

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t28 IN ALL SHADES Miss Euphemia tos ed her head contemp tuously in the air. Yes, Wilb~rforce,' he an wered with a phtcid smile; 'every one of dem. I burn de whole nasty lot of bush an' tra h togedder. An' den, when I fini hed, I burn de dry ones-de nasty dry tings you put in de cupboards all around de study.' Dr. Whitaker tarted in horror. My herbarium he cried-' my whole herbarium You don't mean to ay, Euphemia, you've actually gone and wantonly destroyed my entire collection?' 'Yes,' 1\1iss Euphemia re ponded cheer fully, nodding acquiescence several times over ; 'I burn de whole lot of dem-paper an' everyting De na ty tings, dey bring in de cockroach an' de red ant into de tudy cupboard .' The mulatto ru hed back eagerly and D g t1z by INTfRNET ARCH VE 1 f fl1 UN VERSITY OF L N S URBAI\JA-C~A P

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IA' ALL SHADES hastily into his own study. ; he flung open the cupboard doors, and looked with sinkin g heart into the vacant spaces. It was to o true, all too true! Miss Euphemia had detroyed in a mo1nent of annoyance the entir e result of his years of European collection an d his five months' botanical work since he hacl arrived in Trinidad. The poor young n1an sat down distracted in hi s easy chair, a nd flinging himself bac k on the padded cushion ruefully surveyed the bare and e1npty sh e l ve of his rifled cupboards. It was not so muc h the mere loss of the pile of speci1nens-fi ve months' collection only, as well as the European herbarium he had brought with hi1n for purposes of co-mparison-the one c ould be easily replaced in a second year ; the other c ould be bought again ahnost as good as ev er from a London dealer-it was the utter s en e VOL. II. K 0 I fr U'\J VER51TY Of ILL NOIS l E RBANA-CHA P N

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130 IN ALL SHADES of loneliness and isolation, the feeling of being so ~bsolutely misunderstood, the entire want of any reasonable ancl intelligent sympathy. He sat there idly for many 1ninutes, staring with blank resignation at the empty cases, and whistling to himself a low plaintive tune, as he f!azed and gazed at the bare walls in helples despondency. At la t, his eye fell casually upon his beloved violin. He rose up, slowly and mournfully, and took the precious instrument with reverent care from its ilk-lined ca e. Drawing his bow acros8 the familiar strings, he let the music come forth as it would ; and the particular mu ic that happened to frame itself upon the trembling catgut on the humour of the moment was his o,vn luckless Hurricane Sy1nphony. For half an hour he sat there till, varying that well known theme with unstudied impromptus, D !Jlt z by INTERNET ARCHIVE o 1 ) fr m U~ VE.RSITY Of ILL ~015 l.RBANA-0-iA PA N

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IN ALL SHADES 131 and playing more for the sake of forgetting everything earthly, than of producing any very particular musical effect. By-and-by, when his hand had warmed to its work, and he was beginning really to feel what it was he was playing, the door opened suddenly, and a bland voice interrupted his solitude with an easy flow of colloquial English Wilberforce, my dear son,' the voice said in its most sonorous accent dere is co1npany come ; you will excuse my interruptin' you. De ladie s an' gentlemen dat we expec' to dinner has begun to arrive. Dey js waitin' to be introduced to de inheritor of de tree names most intimately connected wit de great revolution which I have had de pleasure an' honour of bringin' about for my enslaved bredderin. De ladie especiall is most anxious to make your acquaintance. K 2 o 1 :i fr m U'\J VE.RSITY Of ILL NOIS A L.RBANA-O-IAMPA N

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132 IN ALL SHADES He, he, he de ladies is n1ost anxious. An ~ my dear son, whatever you do, don't go on playin' any longer dat loogoobrious melan choly fiddle-toon. If you rnust play so1neting, play us someting lively-Pretty littl e yaller Gal, or so meting of d at sort !-Ladie an' gentlemen, I have de pleasure of intro ducin to you my dear son, Dr. Wilberforce Clarkson Whitaker, of de Edinburgh Univerity.' Dr. Whitaker ahnost flung down hi beloved violin in his sha1ne and disgrace at this untimely interruption. 'Father,' he said, as kindly as he wa s able, I am not well tonight-I am indisposed-I am suffering somewhat-you must excuse m e please ; I'm afraid I shan't be able to meet your friends at dinner this evening.' And taking down hi ,oft hat from the peg in the piazza, he 0 1 a fr m D g1~ z by U'\J VE.RSI Y Of ILL '\JOI l'\JTERNET ARCH VE RBANA-1-JA P N

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134 LV ALL SHADES CHAPTER XXI. THE Governor's dance was the great event of the Trinidad season-the occasion to which every girl in the whole island looked forward for months with the intensest interest. And it was also a great event to Dr. Whitaker; for it was the one time and place, except the Hawthorns' drawing-room, where he could now meet Nora Dupuy on 1nomentary terms of seeming equality. In the eye of the law, even in Trinidad, white men, black men, and brown men are all equal ; and under the Governor's roof, as became the representative of law and order in the little island, there D git z by NTERNET ARCH VE 0 I fr U'\J VE.RSI v Of ILL NOIS B-ANA-CriA PA N

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IN ALL SHADES 135 were no invidious distinctions of person s he tween European and negro. Every well-todo1 inhabitant, irrespective of cuticular pecu liarities, was duly bidden to the Governor' table: ebony and ivory mingled freely together once in a moon at the Governor' s At Homes and dance And Dr. Whitaker had made up his mind that on that one n olitary possible occasion he would venture on his sole despairing appeal to Nora Dupuy, and stand or fall by her final answer. It was not without erions misgivings that t he mulatto doctor had at last decided upon thus tempting Providence. He was weary of the terrible disillusion that had come upo n hi1n on his return to the home of his fathers ; weary of the painfully vulgar and narrow world into which he had been cast by unrelenting circumstances. He could not live l E Or I a fr m U~ VERSITY Of I L NOIS A l.RBANA-CHAMPA GN

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136 IN ALL SHADES any longer in Trinidad. Let him fight it out as he would for the sake of his youthful ideals, the battle had clearly gone against him, and there was nothing left for him now but to ~ive it up in despair and fly to England. He had talked the matter over with Edward Hawthorn-not, indeed, the question of proposing to Nora~ Dupuy, for that he held too sacred for any other ear, but the question of topping in the island and fighting down the unconquerable prejudice-and even Edward had counselled him to go ; for he felt how vastly different were the circu1nstances of the truggle in his own case and in those of the poor young mulatto doctor. He himself had only to fight against the social prejudices of men his real inferiors in intellect and culture and moral standing. Dr. Whitaker had to face as well the utterly uncongenial brown 1 git z by INTERNET ARCH VE o 1 3 fr m U'\J VE.RSI Y Of ILL "'JOI RBANA-i-JA P N

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IN ALL SHADES 137 society into which he had been rudely pitch forked by fate, like a gentleman into the midst of a pot-house company. It was best for therr1 all that Dr. Whitaker should take himself away to a more :fitting environment; and Edward had hi1nself warmly ad vised him to return once 1nore to free England. The Governor s dance was given, not at Governn1ent House in the Plains, but at Banana Garden, the country bungalow, perched high up on a solitary summit of the Westmoreland mountains. The big ballroom was very crowded ; and Nora Dupuy, in a pale maize-coloured evening dress, was universally recognised by black, brown, and white alike as the belle of the evening. She danced almost every round with one partner after another ; and it was not till almost half Vf Or 1 ] fr m UN VERSI Y Of ILL N0IS A URBANA-O-iAMPA C: N

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138 IN ALL SHADES the evening had passed away that Dr. Whitaker got the desired chance ofeven addressing her. The chance came at last just before the fifth waltz, a dance that Nora had purposely left vacant, in ca e he hould happen to pick up in the earlier part of the evening an exceptiona ll y agreeab l e and promising partner. She was sitting dow n to re t beside her chaperon of the night, on a bench placed ju t out ide the window in the tropical garden, when the young 1nulatto, looking every inch a gentl eman in his evening dress -the first time Nora had ever een him so attired-trolled anxiously up to her, with ill-affected carelessne s, and bowed a timid bow to his former tra elling c ompanion. Pure oppo ition to Mr. Dupuy, an
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IN ALL SHAbES 139 moment to all brown people ; and, on pur pose to scand alise her chaperon-an amu ement alway dear to every girl-he returned the doctor's hesitating alute with a pleasant smile of perfect cordiality. 'Dr. Whitaker! she cried, leaning over toward him in a kindly way, which made the poor mulatto' heart flutter terribly ; so here you are, a you promised I'm o glad you've come thi evening.-And have you brought Miss Whitaker with you ? The mulatto hesitated and stammered. If he had been a white man, he would hav blushed as well ; indeed, he did blush inter nally, though, of course, Nora did not per ceive it through hi du ky skin. She cou l d not po sibly have a ked him a more mal ct propo question. The poor young man looked about him feebly, and then answered

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IN ALL SHADES 1n a low voice : Yes ; my father and sister are here some-where. 'Nora, my ,dear,' her chaperon said in a tone of subdued feminine thunder, 'I didn't know you had the pleasure of Miss Whitaker's ~cquaintance.' 'Neither have I, Mrs. Pereira; but perhaps Dr. Whitaker will be good enough to introduce me.-Not now, thank you, Dr. Whitaker ; I don't want you to run away this minute and fetch your sister. Some other time will do as well. It's so seldom, you know, we have the chance of a good talk now together.' Dr. Whitaker s1niled and stammered. It was possible, of course, to accept Nora's re luctance in either of two senses: she might be anxious that he should stop and talk to her; or she might merely wish indefinitely to D uz b INTfRNET ARCH VE 1 f r UN VERSITY OF IL I URBA JA-C~A P

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IN ALL SHADES postponr-the pleasur e of making Miss Euphe1nia's personal acquaintance ; but she flooded him so wjth the light of h~r eyes as she poke, that he chose to put the 1nost flatter ing of the two alternative interpretation." upon her ambiguou sentence. You are very good to ay o, he answered, still timidly ; and ora noticed how very different was his 1nanner of speak ing now from the se lf-confident Dr. Whitaker of the old Severn days. Trinidad had c learl crushed all the confidence a well a a ll the enthusias1n c lean out of him You are very good, indeed, Mi s Dupuy ; I wish the opportunities for our meeting occurred oftener He stood talking beside her for a 1ninute or two longer, uttering the mere polit e com mon places of ball-room conversation-the heat of i-i Ve Or I ::l fr m U'\I VE.RSI Y Of ILL \JOI$ A l.RBANA-0,A PA N

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IN ALL SHADES the evening, the shortco1ning of the band, the beauty of the flowers-when suddenly ora ga e a little j u1np and seized her pro gra1nme with ingular discomposure. Dr. Whitaker looked up at once, and divined by instinct the cause of her ha ty movement. To1n Dupuy, just fresh fro1n the canecutting, T a looking about for her down the long corridor at the oppo ite end of the inner b ard.en. 'Where's my cousin ? Have you s een my cousin? he was a king everybody ; for the seat where Nora was sitting with Mrs. Pereira stood under the shade of a big papa w tree, and o it was impo s ible for him to di cern her face, though he c ould e e hi features quite distinctly. 'I won t dance vvith that horrid man, my c ou in Tom :Nora said in h e r mo t decided I f D tlz b UN v'ERSITY OF 1 L INTF NET ARCH VE URBA -P

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IN ALL SHADES 143 voice. I'm quite sure he's coming here this minute on purpose to ask me. 'Is your programme full?' Dr. vVhitaker inquired with a palpitating heart. 'No ; not quite,' she answered, and handed it to him encouragingly. There was just one
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144 IN ALL SHADES dare he ask her to dance ju t once with him? 'What shall I do ? -Why, nothing si1npler .J Have an engagement already of cour e, Dr. Whitaker.' She looked at him ignificantly. Tom Dupuy was just coming up. If Dr. \Vhitaker meant to ask her, there was no time to be lost. His knees gave way him, but he faltered out at last in some feeble fa hion : Then, Miss Dupuy, may I-may I -n1ay I have the pleasure ? To Mrs. Pereira' immen e disn1ay, Nora immediately smiled and nodded I can't dance it with you,' he said with a ha ty gesture -he hrank, naturally, from that open confession of faith before the whole a e1nbled con1pany-' but if you'll allow me, I'll sit it out with you here in the garden. You may Di itil L U\TERI\JET ARCH VE ri r I fr ur,.; VER.S TY OF ~l ~o JRB J -0

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IN ALL SHADES 145 put your name down for it, if you like. Quickly, please-write it quickly; here's Tom Dupuy just coming.' The mulatto had hardly scratched his own name with shaky pencilled letters on the little card, when Tom Dupuy swaggered up in his awkward, loutish, confident manner, and with a contemptuous nod of condescending half recognition to the overjoyed mulatto, asked, in hjs insular West Indian drawl, whether Nora could spare him a couple of dances. 'Your canes seem to have delayed you too late, Tom Dupuy,' Nora answered coldly. Dr. Whitaker has just asked me for my last vacancy. You should come earlier to a dance, you know, if you want to find a good partner.' Tom Dupuy stared hard at her face in puzzled astonishment 'Your last vacancy VOL. II. L

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IN ALL SHADES he cried incredulously. 'Dr. Whitaker! No more dances to spare, Nora No, no, I say ; this won't do, you know You've done this on purpose.-Let me have a squint at your programme, will you ? 'If you don t choose to take my word for the facts, Nora answered haughtily, you c an see the names and number of my engage ments for yourself on my programme, Tom.Dr. Whitaker, have the kindnes s to hand my cousin my programme, if you please.-Thank you Tom Dupuy took the programme ungra c iously, and glanced down it with an angry eye. He read every name out aloud till he came to number eleven, 'Dr. Whitaker. A he reached that name, his lip curled with an ugly suddenneEs, and he handed the bit of cardboard back coldly to his defiant cousin.

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IN ALL SHADES 147 'Very well, Miss Nora,' he answered with a neer. You're quite at liberty, of course, to choose your own company however it please s you. I see your programme's quite full; bnt your Ii t of names is rather comprehensive than select, I fancy. -The last name wa ,vritten down as I was coming towards you. This is a plot to insult me.-Dr. Whitaker we shall settle this little difference elsewhere. probably-with the proper weapon-a horse whip. Though your ancestors, to be sure, were better accustomed, I believe, sir, to a o ood raw cowhide.-Good evening, Miss Nora. -Good evening, Dr. Whitaker.' The mulatto's eyes flashed fire, but he replied with a lo,v and stately bo,v, in suppressed accents: 'I shall be ready to answe r you in this matter whenever you wi h, Mr. Dupuy-and with your own weapon ~ Good J E L 2 Qr I a fr m UNIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS A L,RBANA-OlAMPA16N

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fl\, ALL SHADES .. evening.' And he held out his arm quietly to Nora. Nora rose and took the mulatto s proffered arm at once with a sweeping air of utter indifference. Shall we take a turn around the gardens, Dr. Whitaker ? she asked calmly, reassuring herself at the same tim e with a rapid glance that nobody except poor frightened Mrs. Pereira had overheard thi short altercation.-' How lovely the moon looks to-night! What an exquisite undertone of green in the long shadows of those column in the portico! 'Undertone of green!' Tom Dupuy ex c laimed aloud in vulgar derision (he wa s too 1nuch of a clod to see that his cue in the cene was fairly past, and that di g nity de manded of him now to keep perfectly s ilent). Undertone of green, indeed, with her precious D !WZ by NTERNET ARCHIVE Or I fr m U'\JIVERSI ... Y Of ILL '\IOIS A L.RBANA-Ci--JA PAI N

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IN ALL SHADES 149 nigger !-Mrs. Pereira, this is your fault! A pretty sort of chaperon you make, upon my word, to let her go and engage herself to sit out a dance with a common mulatto!Where's Uncle Theodore? Where is he, I tell you ? I shall run and fetch him this very minute. I always said that in the end that girl Nora would go and marry a woolly headed brown man.' Or I fr U'IJIVERSI OF ILL '\JOIS A l.RBA'\JA-CI-JA PAIGN

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IN ALL SHADES CHAPTER XXII. NORA and the mulatto walked across the garden in unbroken silence ; past the fountain in the centre of the courtyard; past the corridor by the open supper-room; past the hanging lanterns on the outer shrubbery; and down the big flight of stone steps to the gravelled Italian terrace that overlooked the deep tropical gully. When they reached the foot of the stair ca e, Nora said in as uncon cerned a tone as she could muster up : 'Let us walk down here, away fro1n the house, Dr. Whitaker. Tom may perhaps send papa out to look for me, and I'd rather not meet him D 1~z b'f U'\JIVERSI Of IL "'JOI A INTERNET ARCH VE l.RBANA-Ct-JA P N

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IN ALL SHADES 151 till the next dance is well over. Please take 1ne along the terrace.' Dr. Whitaker turned with her silently along the path, and uttered not a word till they reached the marble seat at the end of the creeper-covered balustrade. Then he sat down moodily beside her, and said in what eemed a perfectly unruffled voice : 'Miss Dupuy, I a1n not altogether sorry that this little incident has turned out just as it has happened. It enables you to judge for your self the sort of insult that men of my colour are liable to meet with here in Trinidad. Nora fingered her fan nervously. 'Tom Dupuy's always an unendurably rude fellow, \e said, with affected carelessness. 'He's rude by nature, you know, that's the fact of it. He's rude to me. He's rude to every body. He's a boor, Dr. Whitaker; a boor at t-i E

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IN ALL SHADES heart. You mustn't take any notice of what he says to you.' 'Yes: he's a boor, Miss Dupuy-and I hall venture to say so, although he's your own cousin-but in what other country in the world would such a boor venture to believe himself able to look down upon other men, his equals in everything except an acci dent of colour ? 'Oh, Dr. Whitaker, you make too much altogether of his rudeness. It isn't personal to you ; it's part of his nature.' 'Miss Dupuy,' the young mulatto burst out suddenly, after a moment's pause and in ternal struggle, 'I'm not sorry for it, as I said before; for it gives me the opportunity of saying something to you that I have long been waiting to tell you.' D z b INTFR'\IET ARCH VF

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IN ALL SHADES 153 Well ? '-frigidly. 'Well, it is this : I mean at once to leave Trinidad.' Nora started. It was not quite what she was expecting. 'To leave Trinidad, Dr Whitaker? And where to go? Back to England?' 'Yes, back to England.-Miss Dupuy, for Heaven's sake, listen to me for a moment. This dance won't be very long. As soon a s it's over, I must take you back to the ball room. I have only these few short minutes to speak to you. I have been waiting long for them-looking forward to them ; hoping for them ; dreading them ; foreseeing them. Don't disappoint me of my one chance of a hearing. Sit here and hear me out : I beg of you-I implore you.' Nora's fingers trembled terribly, and she :ln If Ul\i VER 5 TY OF L I O AT RBAN -CHA PA N

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I ALL SHADES felt half inclined to rise at once and go back to Mrs. Pereira ; but she could not find it in her heart utterly to refuse that pleading tone of profound en1otion, even though it ca1ne from only a brown man. 'Well, Dr. Whitaker,' she answered tremulously, say on whatever you have to say to 111e.' 'I'm going to England, Mis~ Dupuy,' the poor young mulatto went on in broken accents; I can stand no longer the shame and misery of my own surroundings in this island. You know what they are. Picture the1n to your-elf for a moment. Forget you are a white woman, a member of this old proud unforgiv ing ari tocrac y for they ne'er pardon who have done the wrong:' forget it for once, and try to think how it would feel to you, after your English up-bringing, with your taste and idea s and habit and entiment to be Qr I fr "l 1~ z b U'\JIVE.RS Of IL f\J INTERNET ARO-JIVE RBA'IJA-Ci--JA P

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IN ALL SHADES 155 suddenly set down in the mid t of a society like that of the ignorant coloured class here in Trinidatl. On the one side, contempt and contumely fro1n the most boori h and unlettered white ; on the other side, utter un congeniality with one's own poor miserable people. Picture it to your elf-how ab olutely unendurable Nora bethought her ilently of To1n Dupuy from both points of view, and an swered in a low tone: 'Dr. Whitaker, I re cognise the truth of what you say. I-I am orry for you ; I sympathise with you.' It was a great deai for a daughter of the old slave-owning oligarchy to say-how much, people in England can hardly reali e; and Dr. Whitaker accepted it gratefully. 'It' very kind of you, Miss Dupuy,' he went on again, the tear rising quickly to his eye ') f UN VER.S TY OF L INOI URBA JA-CH P

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IN ALL SHADES 'very, very kind of you. But the struggle is over; I can't stand it any longer ; I mean at once to return to England.' 'You will do wisely, I think,' Nora an swered looking at him steadily. 'I will do wisely,' he repeated in a wander ing tone. 'Yes, I will do wisely. But, Miss Dupuy, strange to say, there is one thing that still binds me down to Trinidad.-Oh, for Heaven's sake, listen to me, and don't con demn me unheard.-N o, no, I beg of you, don' t rise yet I will be brief. Hear me out, I implore of you, I implore of you! I'm only a mulatto, I know; but mulattoes have a heart as well as white men-better than some, I do honestly believe. Miss Dupuy, from the very first moment I saw you, I-I loved you yes, I will say it-I loved you !I loved you D 1~ z b1 UNIVE.RSI Y OF IL !\JO S 'NTERNET ARCH VE L.RBANA-t-JA P N

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J.N ALL SHADES I 57 Nora rose, and stood erect before him proud but tremulous, in her girlish beauty 'Dr. Whitaker,' she saicl, in a very calm tone, I knew it ; I saw it. From the first moment you ever spoke to me, I knew it perfectly.' He drew a long breath to still the violent throbbing of his heart. 'You knew it, he aid, almost joyously-' you knew it And you did not repel me! Oh Miss Dupuy, for one of your blood and birth, that was indeed a great condescension!' Nora hesitat e d. 'I liked you, Dr. Whitaker,' she answered slowly-' I liked you, and I was sorry for you. Thank you, thank you. Whatever else you say, for that one word I thank you earnestly. But. oh, what more can I say to you? I love you ; I have always loved you I shall always love you in futur e T a ke m e U'\JIVE.RSI Y OF ILL NOIS A L.RBA ~A-t-lA PAIG N

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IN ALL Sl-f ADES or reject 1ne, I shall always love you. And yet, bow can I ask you? But in England-in England, Miss Dupuy, the barrier would be less absolute.-Yes, yes ; I know how hopeless it is : but this once-this once only I must ask you Oh, for Heaven s sake, in England-far away from it all-in London, where nobody thinks of these things! Why, I know a Hindu barrister-But there it' s not a matter for reasoning; it lies between heart and heart! Oh, Miss Dupuy, tell n1e-tell me, for God s sake, tell me, is there-is there any chance for me ? Nora's heart relented within her. 'Dr. Whitaker,' she said slowly and remorsefully, you can't tell how much I feel for you I can see at once what a dreadful position you are placed in. I can see, of course, how impossible it is for you ever to think of D 1~ z by II\ITERNET ARCH VE Or I fr m UNIVERSITY Of ILL NOIS A ~RBANA-CI--JA P IGN

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IN ALL SHADES 15 9 marrying any-any lady of your own colour -at least as they are brought up here in Trinidad. I can ee that you could only fall in love with -with a white lady, a person fitted by education and manner to be a con1-panion to you. I know how lever you are, and I think I can ee how good you are too. I kno-w ho,v far all your ta tes and ideaR are above those of the people you mu t mix with here, or, for that matter, above To1n Dupuy' -or my own either. I ee it all; I know it all. And indeed, I like you-I admire you and I like you. I don t want you to think n1e unkind and unappreciative.-Dr. Whitaker, I feel truly flattered that you should speak so to me this eYening-but--' And he hesitated. The young mulatto felt that that but' wa the very deathblow to hi last fajn t hope and aspiration, But--Well, you Jn If Ul\i VER5 TY OF JRBAN -CH

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160 IN ALL SHADES know these things are something more than a mere matter of liking and admiring. Let us still be friends, Dr. Whitaker-let us still be friends.-And there's the band striking up the next waltz. Will you kindly take me back to the ball-room ? I-I am engaged to dance it with Captain Castello.' One second, Miss Dupuy-for God's sake, one second Is that final ? Is that irrevocable?' 'Final, Dr. Whitaker-quite final. I like you ; I admire you ; but I can never, never never-never accept you!' The mulatto clapped his hand wildly for one moment to his forehead, and uttered a little low sharp piercing cry. 'My God, my God,' he exclaimed in an accent of terrible despair, then it is all over-all, all over! Next instant he had drawn himself together Qr I fr "l 1 z b U'\JIVE.RSI OF IL I\J 11\JTERNET ARCHIVE l.RBA ~A-Ct--JA P

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IN ALL SHADES 161 with an effort again, and offering Nora hi arm with constrained calmness, he began to lead her back towards the crowded ball-room As he neared the steps, he paused once mor e for a second, and almost whispered in her ear in a hollow voice: 'Thank you, thank you for ever for at least your sympathy!' VOL II.

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IN ALL SHADES CHAPTER XXIII. THEY had reached the top of the stone step when two voices were borne upon the1n from the two ends of the corridor opposite. The first was Mr. Dupuy's. 'Where is she? it said.-' Mrs. Pereira, where's Nora ? You don't mean to say this is true that Tom tells me-that you've actually gone and let her sit out a dance with that conceited nigger fellow, Dr. Whitaker? Upon my word, my dear madam, what this island is coming to nowadays is really more than I can 11nag1ne. The second voice was a louder and D 1~z b '\ITERNE .... ARC~ VE

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IN ALL SHADES blander one. 'My son, my son,' it said, in somewhat thick accents, my dear son, Wil berforce Clarkson Whitaker Where is he ? Is he in de garden ? I want to introduce him to de Governor's lady. De Governor's lady has been graciously pleased to express an interes in de inheritor of de tree names mo st closely bound up wit de great social revolu tion, in which I have had de honour to be de chief actor, for de benefit of millions of my fellow-subjecks .-W alkin' in de garden, is he, wit de daughter of my respected friend de Honourable Teodore Dupuy of Orange Grove ? Ha, ha Dat's de way wit de young dogs-dat's de way wit dem. Always off walkin' in de garden wit de pretty ladies. Ha, ha, ha I don't blame dem Dr. Whitaker, his face on fire and his ears tingling, pushed on rapidly down the very M2 U\IIVERS Y Of ILL NOIS RBAN/1.-OlA PAI N

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IN ALL SHADES centre of the garden, taking no heed of either voice in outward seeming, but going straight on, with Nora on his arm, till he reached the open window-doors that led directly into the big ball-room. There, seething in soul, but outwardly calm and polite, he handed over his partner with a conventional smile to Cap tain Castello, and turning on his heel, strode away bitterly across the ball-room to the outer
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JN ALL SHADES it up for him to put his arins into. Dr. Whitaker noticed the fellow's malevolent grin, and making an ineffectual effort to push his left ann down the right ann sleeve, seized the coat angrily in his hand, doubled it up in a loose fold over his elbow, and then, changing his mind, as an angry man will do, flung it down again with a hasty gesture upon the hall table. 'Never 1nind the coat,' he said fiercely. 'Bring round 1ny horse! Do you hear, fellow? My horse, my horse! This 1uinute, I tell you!' The red-liveried servant called to an in visible negro outside, who soon returned with the doctor' mountain pony. 'Better take de coat, sah,' the man in livery said with a sarcastic guffaw. 'Him help to proteck your back an' sides from Mistah D puy, him hor ewhip Or I fr m UNIVERSITY OF ILLINOIS l.RBAN/1.-OlA PAIGN

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166 I.N ALL SHADES Dr. Whitaker leapt upon his horse, and turned to the man with a face livid and dis torted with irrepressible anger. 'You black devil, you he cried passionately, using the words of reproach that even a mulatto will hurl in his wrath at his still darker brother, do you think I'm running away from Tom Dupuy' s miserable horsewhip? I'm not afraid of a hundred :fighting Dupuys and all their horsewhips Let him dare to touch me, and, by Heaven, he'll find he'd better far have t ouched the devil.-Y ou black image, you how dare you speak to me ? How dare you ?-how dare you ? And he cut at him viciously in impotent rage with the little riding-whip he held in hi fingers. The negro laughed again, a loud hoarse laugh, and flung both his hands up with open fingers in .African derision. Dr. Whitaker D z b INTERI\JET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES dug his spurless heel deep into his horse side, sitting there wildly in his evening dress, and turned his head in mad despair out to wards the outer darkness. The moon was still shining brightly overhead, but by contrast with the lights in the gaily illuminated ball room, the path bene _ath the bamboo clumps in the shrubbery looked very gloomy, dark, and sombre. Two or three of the younger men, anxious to see whether Tom Dupuy would get up 'a scene then and there, crowded out hastily t o the doorway, to watch the nigger fellow ride away for his life for fear of a horse whipping. As they stood in the doorway, peering into the darkness after the retreating upright figure, there came all at once, with appalling suddenness, a solitary vivid flash of lightning, such as one never sees outside the t-l VE Or I fr U'\JIVE:RSI Y OF ILL NOi RBA"J -Cl-JA PAI N

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168 IN ALL SHADES tropics, illuminating with its awful light the whole length of the gardens and the gully beneath them. At the same second, a terrific clap of thunder seemed to burst, like innumer able volleys of the heaviest artillery, right above the roof of the Governor's bungalow. It was ghastly in its suddenness and in its strength. No one could say where the light ning struck, for it seemed to have struck on every side at once : all that they saw was a single sheet of all-pervading fire, in whose midst the mulatto and his horse stood sil houetted out in solid black, a statuesque group of living sculpture, against the brilliant fiery background. The horse was rearing, erect on his hind-legs; and Dr. Whitaker was reining him in and patt.ing hi neck soothingly with hand half lifted. So instant aneous was the flash, indeed, that no motion D z b INTER'\IET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES or change of any sort was vi s ible in the figures. The horse looked like a horse of bronze, poised in the air on solid metal legs, and merely simulating the action of rearing. For a 1ninute or two, not a soul spoke a word, or broke 1n any way the deathless silence that succeeded that awful and un expected outburst. The band had ceased playing as if by instinct, and every person in the ball-room stood still and looked one at another with mute amazement. Then, by a common impulse, they pressed all out slowly together, and gazed forth with wondering eyes upon the serene moonlight. The stars were shining brightly overhead: the clap had broken from an absolutely clear sky. Only to northward, on the very summits of the highest mountains, a gathering of d ee p black clouds rolled slowly onward, and thre atened to t-i E Or, 1 fr m UNIVERSITY OF ILLINOIS A RBANA-Ci-JA PAI N

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170 IN ALL SHADES pass across the intervening valley. Through the profound silence, the ring of Dr. Whit aker's horse's hoofs could be heard distinctly down below upon the solid floor of the mountain pathway. < Who has left already?' the Governor asked anxiously of the negro servants. 'Dr. Whitaker, your Excellency, sah,' the man in red livery answered, grinning respect fully. Call him back the Governor said in a t one of command. 'There's an awful thunder storm coming. No man will ever get down alive to the bottom of the valleY._ until it's over.' 'It doan't no use, sah,' the negro answered. 'His horse s canterin' down de hillside de same as if him starin' n1ad, sah And as he spoke, Dr. Whitaker's white shirt-front D z b INTER'\IET ARCH VE

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JN ALL SHADES 171 glea1ned for a second in the moonlight far below, at a turn of the path besid e the threatening gully. Almost before anyone could start to re call him, the rain and thunder were upon them with tropical violence. The clouds had drifted rapidly across the sky; the light of the moon was completely effaced; black darkness reigned over the mountains; not a star, no t a tree, not an object of any sort c ould now be discerned through the pitchy atmosphere. Rain it was hardly rain, but rather a con tinuous torrent outpoured as from some vast aerial fountain. Every minute or two a terrific flash lighted up momentarily the gloomy darkness; and almost simultaneously, loud peals of th under bellowed and re-echoed from peak to peak. The dance was inter rupted for the time at l east, and everybody Or I fr m UNIVERSI Y OF ILLINOIS A RBAl\!A-Ci:-JAMPAI N

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liV ALL SHADES crowded out silently to the veranda and the corridors, where the lightning and the rain could be more easily seen, mingling with the thunder in one hideous din, and forming torrents that rushed down the dry gullies in roaring cataracts to the plains below. f And Dr. Whitaker? On he rode, the lightning terrifying his little mountain pony at every flash, the rain beating down upon hi1n mercilessly with equatorial fierceness, the darkness stretching in front of him and below him, save when, every now and then, the awful forks of flame illumined for a second the gulfs and precipices that yawned beneath in profoundest gloom. Yet still he rode on, erect and heedless, his hat now lost, bareheaded to the pitiless storm, cold without and fiery hot at heart within. He cared for nothing now-for nothing-for nothing. Nora had Qr I fr m D 1 z by UNIVE.RSI Y OF ILL "'J I INTERNET ARCH VE l.RBANA-Ct-JA P

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IN ALL SHADES 173 put the final coping-stone on that grim growth of black despair within his soul, that palace of nethermost darkness which alone he was henceforth to inhabit Nay, in the heat and bitterness of the moment, had he not even sealed his own doom ? Had he not sunk down actually to the level of those who lespised and contemned him? Had he not used words of contemptuous insolence to his own colour, in the 'black devil' he had flung so wildly at the head of the negro in livery? What did it matter now whatever happened to him? All, all was lost; and he rode on recklessly, madly, despairingly, down that wild ana precipitous mountain pathway, he knew not and he cared not whither. It wa a narrow track, a mere thread of brid l e-path, dangerous enough even in the best of seasons, hung half way up the steep Or I fr m U'\JIVERSITY or ILL NOIS RBANA-C'"lA PA N

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174 IN ALL SHADES hillside, with the peak rising sheer above on one hand, and the precipice yawning black beneath on the other. Stones and creepers cumbered the ground; pebbles and earth, washed down at once by the violence of the storm, blocked and obliterated the track in many places ; here, a headlong torrent tore across it with resistless vehemence ; there, a little chasm marked the spot where a small landslip had rendered it impassable. The horse floundered and reared and backed up again and again in startled terror; Dr. Whit aker, too reckless at last even to pat and encourage him, let him go whatever way his fancy led him among the deep brake of cactuses and tree ferns. And still the rain descended in vast sheets and flakes of water, and still the lightning flashed and quivered among the ravines and gullies of those torn D 1~ z by l"iJTERNET ARCHIVE Or I fr UNIVERSITY OF IL RBA ~A-~A

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., IN ALL SHADES 175 and crumpled mountain-sides. The mulatto took no notice any longer; he only sang aloud in wild, defiant, half-crazy voice the groaning notes of his own terrible Hurricane Symphony. So they went, on and down, on and down, on and down always, thrvugh fire and water, the horse plunging and kicking and backing; the rider flinging his arms carelessly around him, till they reached the bend in the road beside Louis Delgado's mud cottage. The old African was sitting cross-legged by himself at the door of his hut, watching the rain grimly by the intermittent light of the frequent flashes. Suddenly, a vivider flash than any burst in upon him, with a fearful clap; and by its light, he saw a great gap in the midst of the path, twenty yards wide, close by the cottage; and at its upper end, a hors e and Or I fr U:\JIVE:RSITY Of ILL NOIS A RBANA-Cl-JA PAI N

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IN ALL SHADES rider, trembling on the very brink of the freshly cut abyss. Next instant the flash was gone, and when the next came, Louis Delgado saw nothing but the gap itself and the wild torrent that had so instantly cut it. The old man smiled an awful smile of gratified malevolence. 'Ha, ha! he said to himself aloud, hugging his withered old breast in malicious joy; I guess dat buckra lyin' dead by now, down, down, down, at de bottom ob de gully. Ha, ha! ha, ha, ha him 1 yin' dead at de bottom ob de gully ; an' it one buckra de less left alive to bodder us here in de island ob Trinidad.' He had not seen the mulatto's face ; but he took him at once to be a white man becau e, in spite of rain and spattered mud, hi white hirt-front still showed out dis tinctly in the red glare of the vivid lightning. D z b INTER'\IET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES 177 CHAPTER XXIV. No hum.an eye ever again beheld Wilberforce Whitaker, a l ive or dead The torrent that had washed down the gap in the narrow horsepath tore away with it in the course of that evening's rain a great mass of tottering earth that had long trembled on the edge of the precipice; and when next day the Go vernor's servants went down in awed silence to hunt among the debris for the mangled body, they found nothing but a soaked hat on the road behind, and a broken riding-whip c l ose to the huge rent that yawned across the path by the crumbling ledge of new 1 y fall en VOL. II. N Or I fr m U'\JIVE.RSITY Of ILL NOIS A RBANA-Ct-JA PAI N

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178 IN ALL SHADES c l ay. L ouis Delgado alone could tell of what had happened; and in Louis Delgado' opinion, Dr. Whitaker's crushed and hapeles body must be lying below under ten thousand tons of landslip rub bi h. 'I ee de gentleman haltin' on de brink ob de hole,' he said a hundred times over to his gossips next day, and I tink I hear him call a] oud so meting a him go ober de tip ob de big precipice. But it doan't sound to me ezackly a if him scared and houtin'; 'pears more as if him singing to hi sel f a kind ob mounful mi erable p alm tune In tropical countries, people are accus tomed to hurricanes and thunderstorms and land lip and sudden death in every formdoes not the Church ervice even contain that weirdly sugge tive additional clause among the petitions of the Litany, 'From earthquake, D 1 z b '\ITERNET ARCHIVE

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IN ALL SHADES 179 tempest, and violent commotion, good Lord, deliver us' ?-and so nobody ever tried to dig up Wilberforce Whitaker's buried body ; and if they had tried, they would never have succeeded in the vain attempt, for a thousand tons of broken fragments lay on top of it, and crushed it to atoms beneath them. Poor old Bobby felt the loss acutely, after his childish fashion, for nearly a fortnight, and then straightway proceed eel to make love as usual to Miss Seraphina and the other ladies, and soon forgot his whole trouble in that one congenial lifelong occupation. Nora Dupuy did not so quickly recover the shock that the mulatto's sudden and almost supernatural death had given her system. It was many weeks before she began to feel like herself again, or to trust hers elf in a room alone for more than a very few N 2

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180 IN ALL SHADES minute together. Born West Indian as she wa and therefore superstitious, she almost feared that Dr. Whitaker's ghost would come to plead his cause with her once more, as he himself had pleaded with her that last unhappy evening on the Italian terrace. It wa n t her fault, to be sure, that she had been the unwitting cause of his death ; and yet in her own heart she felt to her elf almost as if sh e had deliberately and intentionally killed him. That insuperable barrier of race that had stood so effectually in his way whil~ he wa still alive was partly removed now th t she could no longer see him in per son; and more than once, Nora found hers elf in her own room -with tears standing in both her eyes for the poor 1nulatto she COl!ld never po sibly or conceivably have m a .. rie d D 1~ z by INTERNET ARCH VE Or I fr m U'.\JIV[RSITY OF IL "'JOIS l.RBANA-0-lA P I N

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IN ALL SHADES 18r As for Tom Dupuy, he couldn't under stand such delicate shades and undertones of feeling as those which came so naturally to Nora ; and he had, therefore, a short and easy explanation of his own for his lively little cousin's altered demeanour. 'Nora was in love with that infernal nigger f e llow ,' he said confidently over and over again to his Uncle Theodore. 'You take my word for it, she was head over ears in love with him ; that's about the size of it. And that evening when she behaved so disgracefully with hi1n on the terrace at the Governor's, he proposed to her, and she accepted him, as sure as gospel. If I hadn't threatened him with a good so und horsewhipping, and driven him away from the house in a deuce of a funk, s o that he went off with his tail between his legs and broke his damned neck over a precipice or I fr m UNIVERSITY or IL NOIS A L.RBANA-Ct-JA PAIGN

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182 IN ALL SHADES in that terrible thunderstorm-you mark my words, Uncle Theodore-she'd have gone off, as I always said she would, and she'd have ended by marrying a woolly-headed brown man Mr. Theodore Dupuy, for his part, con sidered that even to mention the bare possibility of such a disgrace within the bosom of the family was an insult to the pure blood of the Dupuys that his nephew Tom ought to have been the last man on earth to dream of perpetrating. Time rolled on, however, month after month, and gradually Nora began to r ecover something of her natural gaiety. Even deep impressions l ast a comparatively short time with bright young girls ; and before six months more had fairly rolled by, Nora was again the same gay, light, merry, dancing Or I fr "l 1~ z by '\ITERNET ARCHIVE

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IN ALL SHADES little thing that she had always been, in England or in Trinidad. One morning, about twelve months after Nora's first arrival in the island, the English 1nail brought a letter for her father, which he read with evident satisfaction, and then handed it contentedly to Nora across the breakfast-table. Nora recognised the crest and monogram in a moment with a faint flutter: she had seen them once before, a year ago, in England. They were Harry Noel's. But the postmark was Barbadoes. She read the letter eagerly and hastily. 'DEAR SIR '-it ran-' I have had the pleasure already of meeting son1e members of your fa1nily on the other side of the Atlantic -that was an overstatement, Nora thought to herself quietly; the plural for the ingular-Or I fr U'\JIVE.RSITY Of IL '\JO RBANA-lA P

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hV ALL SHADES and as I have come out to look after some property of my f ather's here in Barbadoes, I propo e to run aero to Trinidad also, by the next steamer, and gain a little further in ight into the habit and manners of the West Indies. My intention is to stop during my stay with ruy friend Mr. Hawthorn, who -as you d.oubtle s know hold a District judge ship or something of the ort somewhere in Trinidad. But I think it best at the same time to inclose a letter of introduction to your elf from General Sir Henry Labou tilliere, whom I dare say you remember as formerly commandant of Port-of Spain when the Hundred and Fiftieth were in your island. I shall do myself the honour of calling upon you very shortly after 1ny arrival, and am mean ,vhile, very faithfully yours, HARRY NOEL. D z b INTER\IET ARCH VE

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\ ,. I ,4, IN ALL SHADES The letter of introduction which accom panied this very formal note briefly set forth that Sir Walter Noel, Mr. Noel's father, was an exceedingly old and intimate friend of the writer's, and that he would feel much obliged if Mr. Dupuy --vvould pay young Mr. Noel any attentions in his power during his short stay in the island of Trinidad. It would be absurd to deny that Nora felt flattered. She blushed, and blushed, and blushed again, with unmistakable pleasure To be sure, she had ref used Harry Noel ; and if he were to ask her again, even now, she would refuse him a second time. But n o girl on earth is wholly proof in her own heart against resolute persistence. Even if she doesn't care a pin for a man from the matri monial point of view, yet provided only he is nice and eligible,' she feels naturally '") 1 '\I ERNE..... RCl-i VE On 1 :1 fr m UNIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS AT LRBANA-CHAMPAIGN

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186 I1V ALL SHADES flattered by the 1nere fact that he pays her attention. If the attention is marked and often renewed, the flattery is all the deeper, subtler, and more effective. But here was Harry Noel, pursuant of his threat ( or should we rather say his promise?), following her up right across the Atlantic, and coming to lay siege to her heart with due formalities once more, in the very centre of her own strongholtl Yes, Nora was undeniably pleased. Of course, she didn't care for him ; oh, dear, no, not the least little bit in the world, really ; but still, even if you don t want to accept a lover, you know, it is at any rate pleasant to have the opportunity of a second time cruelly rejecting him. So Nora blushed, and smiletl to herself, and blushed over again, and felt by no means out of humour at Harry Noel's evident persistence. D z b INTER'\IET ARCH VE

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liV ALL SHADES Well, Nora? her father said to her, eyeing .her interrogatively. 'What do you think of it ? I think, papa, Mr. Noel's a very gentle manly, nice young man, of a very good old English family.' 'Yes, yes, Nora: I know that, of course. I see as 1nuch from Sir Henry Laboutilliere's letter of introduction. But what I mean is, we must have him here, at Orange Grove, naturally, mustn't we? It would never do, you see, to let a member of the English aristo cracy '-Mr. Dupuy dwelt lovingly upon these latter words with some unction, as preachers dwell with lingering cadence upon the special shibboleths of their own particular sect or persuasion-' go to stop with such people as your coloured friends over yonder at Mulberry, the Hawthorns.' Or I fr

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IN ALL SHADES Nora was silent. 'Why don't you answer me, miss ? Mr Dupuy asked testily, after waiting for a moment in silent expectation. Because I will never speak to you about my own friends, papa, when you choose to talk of them in such untrue and undeserved language.' Mr. Dupuy smiled ~rbanely. He was in a good humour. It flattered him, too, to think that when members of the English aristocracy came out to Trinidad they should naturally select him, Theodore Dupuy, Es quire, of Orange Grove, as the proper per son towards whom to look for hospitality. The fame of the fighting Dupuys was prob ably not unknown to the fa8hionable world even in London. They were recognised and talked about. So Mr. Dupuy merely smiled Dig"tizei:I by INTERNET ARCH VE Jr in-al f m UN VERS TY OF ILINOIS AT URBANA-Ci-iAr P fli

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IN ALL SHADES 189 a bland smile of utter obliviousness, and ob served in the air ( as men do when they are addressing nobody in particular) : 'Coloured people are always coloured people, I suppose, whether they're much or little coloured ; just as a dog's always a dog whether he's a great big heavy St. Bernard or a little snarling snapper of a Skye terrier. But any how, it's quite clear to me individually that we can't let this young Mr. Noel-a person of distinction, Nora, a person of distinction-go and stop at any other house in this island except here at Orange Grove, I assure you, n1y dear. Tom or I must certainly go down to meet the steamer, and bring him up here bodily in the buggy, before your friend Mr. Hawthorn-about whose personal co1nplexion I prefer to say absolutely nothing, for good or for evil-has E U'\JIV[RS TY OF ILL NOIS A RBANA-Ct-JA PAI N

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IN ALL SHADES time to fasten on him and drag hi1n away by main force to his own dwelling-place.' (Mr. Dupuy avoided calling Mulberry Lodge a house on principle; for in the West Indies, it is an understood fact that only white people live in houses.) 'But, papa,' Nora cried, 'you really mustn't. I don't think you ought to bring him up here. Wouldn't it-well, you know, wouldn't it look just a little pointed, con sidering there's nobody else at all living in the house except you and me, you know, papa?' 'My dear,' Mr. Dupuy said, not unkindly, 'a 1nember of the English aristocracy, when he comes to Trinidad, ought to be received in the house of one of the recognised gentry of the island, and not in that-well, not in the dwelling-place of any person not belong-D 1 z b '\JTERNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES ing to the aristocracy of Trinidad. Noblesse oblige, Nora; noblesse oblige, remember. Be sides, when you consider the relation in which you already stand to your cousin Tom, my dear--why, an engaged young lady, of course, an engaged young lady occupies nearly the same position in that respect as if she were already actually married.' 'But I'm not engaged, papa,' Nora an swered earnestly. And I never will be to Tom Dupuy, if I die unmarried, either.' 'That, my dear,' Mr. Dupuy responded blandly, looking at her with parental fond ness, 'is a question on which I venture to think myself far better qualified to fonn an opinion than a mere girl of barely twenty. Tom and I have arranged between us, as I have often already pointed out to you, that l E

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IN ALL SHADES the family estates ought on all accounts to be reunited in your persons. As soon as you are twenty-two, my dear, we propose that you should 1narry. Meanwhile, it can only arouse unseemly differences within the family to discuss the details of the question prematurely. I have made up my mind, and I will not go back upon it. A Dupuy never does. As to this young Mr. Noel who's con1ing from Barbadoes, I shall go down myself to the next steamer, and look out to offer him our hospitality immediately on his arrival, before any coloured people-I men tion no names-can seize upon the oppor tunity of intercepting him, and carrying him off forcibly against his will, bag and baggage, to their own dwelling-places.' "l 1~ z b '\ITERNET ARCH VE I fr U IVE.RSITY Of IL '\10 L.RBANA-Ct-JA P

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IN ALL SHADES 193 CHAPTER XXV. ON the morning when Harry Noel was to arrive in Trinidad, Mr. Dupuy and Edward Hawthorn both came down early to the land ing-stage to await the steamer. Mr. Dupuy condescended to nod in a distant manner to the young judge-he had never forgiven him that monstrous decision in the case of Delgado versus Dupuy-and to ask chillily whether he was expecting friends from England. 'No,' Edward Hawthorn answered with a bow as cold as Mr. Dupuy's own. 'I have come down to 1neet an old English friend of mine, a Mr. Noel, whom I knew very well at VOL. II. 0 Or, 1 fr U'\JIVERSITY Of ILL NOi ~RBANA-CI-JA PAI N

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194 IN ALL SHADES Cambridge and in London, but who's coming at present only from Barbadoes.' Mr. Dupuy astutely held his tongue. Noblesse did not so far impo e upon him as to oblige him to confess that it was Harry Noel he, too, had come down in search of. But as soon as the steamer was well alongside, Mr. Dupuy, in his stately, slow, West Indian man ner, sailed ponderously down the special gangway, and asked a steward at once to point out to him which of the passengers was Mr. Noel. Harry Noel, when he received Mr. Dupuy' pressing invitation, was naturally charmed at the prospect of thus being quartered under the same roof with pretty little Nora. Had he known the whole circumstances of the case, indeed, his native good feeling would, of course, have prompted him to go to the Haw-Or I fr D 1~z b U'\JIVERSITY or ILL '\IOIS 'IJTERNET ARCHIVE L.RBAN/1.-Ct-JA P N

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IN ALL SHADES 195 thorns' ; but Ed ward had been restrained by a certain sense of false shame from writing the whole truth about this petty local race prejudice to his friend in England ; and so Harry jumped at once at the idea of being so comfortably received into the very house of which he so greatly desired to become an inmate. 'You're very good, I'm sure,' he answered in his off-hand manner to the old planter. 'Upon my word, I never met any thing in n1y life to equal your openhearted West Indian hospitality. Wherever one goes, one's unifonnly met with open arms. I shall be delighted, Mr. Dupuy, to put up at your place-Orange Grove, I think you call it-ah, exactly-if you 'll kindly pennit n1e.-Here, you fellow, go down below, will you, and ask for my lugga g e.' Edward Ha,vthorn was a minute or two 0 2 Or I fr m U:\JIVERSITY OF ILLINOIS LRBAN/1.-CHA PAIGN

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IN ALL SHADES too late. Harry came forward eagerly, in the ol d friendly fashion, to grasp his hand with a hard grip, but explained to him with a look, w hich Edward immediat e ly understood, that Orange Grove succeeded in offering hi1n s uperior attractions even to Mulberry. So the very next morning found Nora and Harry Noe l seated together at lunch at Mr. Dupuy' we ll-loaded table; while Tom Dupuy, ,vho had actually stolen an hour or two fro1n hi beloved canes, dr0pped in cas u ally to take stock of this new possible rival, as he half s u pected the gay young Englishman would turn out to be. From the fir t moment that t heir eyes met, T om Dupuy conceived an irn 1nediate di ]ike and distru st for Harry Noel. What did he want coming here to Trinidad ? L orn wondered : a fine-spoken, stuck-up, ea y l)ing, haw-haw Londoner, of the sort that D ;Wz by l'\JTERNET ARCHIVE or I fr U'\JIVERSITY Of ILL NOIS A l.RBANA-CtlA PA GN

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IN ALL SHADES 197 your true-born co l onist hates and detests with all the force of his good-hater's nature. Harry irritated him immensely by his natural su periority : a man of Tom Dupuy's type C3n forgive anything in any other rnan except higher intelligence and better breeding. Those are qualities for which he feels a profound c ontempt, not unmingled with hatred, envy malice, and all unc haritableness. So, as soon as Nora had risen from the table and the me n were left alone, West Indian fashion, to their a fternoon cigar and cup of coffee, Tom Dupuy began to open fire at once on Harry about h i s prec ious coloured friends the Hawthorns at Mulberry So you 've come across partly to see that new man at the Westmoreland District Court, have you?' he said sneeringly. Well, I dare sa y he was considered fit company for Or, 1 fr m U'\JIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS LRBANA-Cl-iA PAIGN

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IN ALL SHADES gentlemen over in England, Mr. oel-people seem to have very queer ideas about what's a gent l eman and what's not, over in England but though I didn't like to speak about it before Nora, seeing that they're friends of her I think I ought to warn you beforehand that you mustn't have too much to say to them if you want to get on out here in Trini dad. People here are a trifle particular about their company.' Harry looked across curiou ly at the young planter, leaning back in awkward fashion with legs out tretched and half turned away from the table, as he sipped his coffee, and answered quietly, with some little surprise : 'Why, yes, Mr. Dupuy, I think our Engli h idea of what constitutes a gentleman does differ slightly in some respects from the one I :find current out here in the West Indies. I D 1 z by INTERNET ARCH VE s N

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IN ALL SHADES 199 knew Hawthorn intimately for several years at Cambridge and in London, and the more I knew of him the better I liked him and the more I respected him. He's a little bit too radical for me, I confess, and a little bit too learned as well; but in every other way, I can't imagine what possible objection you can bring against him., Tom Dupuy smiled an ugly smile, and gazed hard at Harry Noel's dark and hand-some face and features. 'Well,' he said slowly, a malevolent light gleaming hastily from his heavy eyes, we West Indians may be prejudiced; they say we are; but still, we're not fond somehow of making too free with a pack of niggers. Now, I don't say your friend Hawthorn's exactly a nigger out side, to look at : he isn't : he's managed to hide the outer show of his colour finely. I've Or I fr m U:\JIVERSITY OF ILL NOl5 A LRBANA-Ci-JAMPAIGN

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200 IN A L L SHADES seen a good many regular white people, or what passed for white people and here he g l anced ignificantly at the fine spoken Lon doner's dark fingers, t oying easily with the amber mouthpiece of his dainty cigar-holder who were a good many shades darker in the kin than this fellow Hawthorn, for all they thought themselves such very grand gentle-1nen. Some of 'em may be coloured, and some of 'em mayn't : there's no knowing, when once you get across to England ; for people there have no proper pride of race, I under stand, and would marry a co loured girl, if she happened to have money, as soon as look at her. But this fellow Hawthorn, though he seems externally as white as you do and a great deal whiter too, by Jove-is well known out here to be nothing but a coloured person, a hi father and his mother were before him.' D 1~ z by INTERNET ARCH VE U'\JIVE.RSIT OF ILL NO S A l.RBA ~A-Ct-IA P I N

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IN ALL SHADES 201 Harry Noel puffed out a long stream of white smoke as he answered carelessly: 'Ah, I dare say he is, if what you mean is just that he's got some remote sort of negro tinge somewhere about him-though he doesn't look it; but I expect aln1ost all the old West Indian families, you know, must have inter married long ago, when English ladies were rare in the colonies, with pretty half-castes.' Quite unwittingly, the young Engli hman had trodden at once on the very tenderest and dearest corn of his proud and unbending West Indian entertainers. Pride of blood is the one form of pride that they thoroughly understand and sympathise with ; and this remote hint of a possible (and probable) distant past when the purity of the white race was not quite so efficiently guaranteed as it is nowaday rou eel both the fiery Jn If Ul\i VER5 TY OF IL 11\iO 5 AT JRBANA-CHA PAIGN

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202 IN ALL SHADES Dupuys immediately to a white-heat of indig nation. 'Sir,' Mr. Theodore Dupuy said stiffly, 'you evidently don't under s tand the way in which vve regard these questions out here in the colonies, and especially in Trinidad. There is one thing which your Engli s h parlia1nent has not taken from us, and can never take from us ; and that is the pure Euro pean blood which flows unsullied in all our veins, nowhere polluted by the faintest taint of a vile African in termixture.' 'Certainly,' Mr. Tom Dupuy echoed angrily, 'if you want to call us niggers, you'd better call us niggers outright, and not be afraid of it.' Upon my soul,' Harry Noel answered with an apologetic smile, 'I hadn't the least intention, my dear sir, of seeming to hint 01 ti t INTER~ET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES 203 anything against the purity of blood in West Indians generally ; I only meant, that if my friend Hawthorn-who is really a very good fellow and a perfect gentle1nan--does happen to have a little distant infusion of negro blood in him, it doesn't seem to me to matter much to any of us nowadays. It must be awfully ljttle-a mere nothing, you know; just the amount one would naturally expect if his people had intermarried once with half-castes a great many generations ago. I was only standing up for my friend, you see.-Surely ,' turning to Tom, who still glared at him like a wild beast aroused, 'a man ought to stand up for his friends when he hears them ill spoken of.' 'Oh, quite so,' Mr. Theodore Dupuy re plied, in a mollified voice. Of course, if Mr. Hawthorn's a friend of yours, and you choose Or I fr UNIVERSI Y Of IL NOi RBAN -CI-JA P N

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204 IN ALL SHADES to stand by him here, in spite of his natural disabilitie s on the ground that you happened to know him over in England-where, I believe, he concealed the fact of his being coloured-ancl you don't like now to turn your back upon him, why, naturally, that's very honourable of you, very honourable.Tom, 1ny dear boy, we must both admit that Mr. Noel is acting very honourably. And, indeed, we can' t expect people brought up w holly in Eng land '-Mr. Dupuy dwelt softly upon this fatal disqualifi c ation, as though aware that Harry must be rather ashamed of it-' to f e el upon these points exac tly a w e do, who have a b etter knowled g e and i n sight into the n egro blood and the negro c haracter.' Certainly not, Tom Dupuy continued maliciou1:;l y. People in Eng land don t under-D !W z bt INTERNET ARCH VE U'\JIVE.RSI Y OF ILL "'JOIS A l.RBANA-Ct--JA P N

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IN ALL SHADES 205 stand these things at all as we do.-Why, Mr. Noel, you mayn't be aware of it, but even among the highest English aristocracy there are an awful lot of regular coloured people, out-and-out mulattoes. West Indian heiresses in the old days used to go homebrown girls, or at any rate young women with a touch of the tar-brush-daughters of governors and so forth, on the wrong side of the house-you understand '-Mr. Tom Dupuy accompanied these last words with an upward and backward jerk of his left thumb, supplemented by a peculiarly ugly grimace, intended to be facetious-' the sort of trash no decent young fellow over here would have so much as touched with a .pair of tongs (in the way of marrying 'em, I mean); and when they got across to England, hanged if they weren't snapped up at once by dukes and Or. 1 fr U~IVERSITY OF ILL NOIS A LRBANA-CHAMPAIGN

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206 IN ALL SHADES n1arquises, whose descendants, though they may be lords, after all, are really nothing better, you see, than common brown people! He spoke snappishly, but Harry only ]ooked across at him in mild wonder. On the calm and unquestioning pride of a Lin colnshire Noel, remarks such as these fell flat and pointlEss. If a Noel had chosen to marry a kitchen-maid, according to their simple old-fashioned faith, he would have ennobled her at once, and lifted her up into his own exalted sphere of life and action. Her children after her would have been Lincoln hire Noels, the equals of any duke or marquis in the United Kingdom. So Harry only s1niled benignly, and answered in his easy offhand manner : By Jove, I shouldn't ,vonder at all if that were really the case now. D 1 z b NTERNET ARCHIVE U'\J VERSIT OF L !\JOI RBA'\JA-lA P

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IN ALL SHADES 207 One reads in Thackeray, you know, so much about the wealthy West Indian heiresses, with suspiciously curly hair, who used to swarm in London in the old slavery days. But of course, Mr. Dupuy, it's a well-known fact that all our good families have been awfully recruited by actresses and so forth. I believe some statistical fellow or other has written a book to show that if it weren't for the actresses, the peerage and baronetage woulJ all have died out long ago, of pure inanition. I dare say the West Indian heiresses, with the frizzy hair, helped to fulfil the same good and useful purpose, by bringing an infusion of fresh blood every now and then into our old families.' And Harry ran his hand carelessly through his own copious curling black locks, in perfect unconsciousness of the absurdly malapropos nature of that instinctive action '\I E Ori I fr m U'\JIVERSITY Of ILLINOIS A URBANA-Cl-JA PAIGN

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208 IN ALL SHADES at that particular moment. His calm sense of utter superiority -that innate belief so difficult to shake, even on the most rational grounds, in most well-born and well-bred English1nen -kept him even from suspecting the real drift of Tom Dupuy's reiterated innuendoes. 'You came out to Barbadoes to look after so1ne property of your father's, I believe ? Mr. Dupuy put in, anxious to turn the current of the conversation from this very dangerous and fitful channel. 'I did,' Harry Noel answered unconcern edly. 'My father's, or rather my mother's. Her people have property there. We're connected with Barbadoes, indeed. My mother's family were Barbadian planters.' At the word, Tom Dupuy almcst jumped from his seat and brought his fist down r I fr D 1~ z by U'\JIVERSI OF IL~ NOIS INTERNET ARCH VE L.RBA'\JA-Ct-JA P N

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IN ALL SHADES 209 heavily upon the groaning table. They ,vere?' he cried inquiringly. 'Barbadian planters? By Jove, that's devilish funny You don't 1nean to say, then, Mr. Noel, that son1e of your own people were really and truly born West Indians ? Why the dickens should he want to get so very excited about it? Harry Noel thought to him elf hastily. 'What on earth can it matter to him whether my peop le were Barbadian planters or Billingsgate fi hn1ongers? '-' Yes, certainly, they were,' he vent on to Tom Dupuy with a placid sm il e of quiet amusen1ent. Though my mother was n eve r in the island herelf fron1 the time she was a baby, I be liev e, till all her fan1ily were born and bred there, for some generations.-But why do you a k 1ne? Did yo u know anything VOL. II. E p Or I fr m UNIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS A L;RBANA-CHA PAI N

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210 IN ALL SHADES of her people-the Budleighs of the Wilder ness ? No, no ; I didn't know anything of them,' Tom Dupuy replied hurriedly, with a curious glance sideways at his uncle.-' But, by George Uncle Theodore, it's really a very singular thing, now one comes to think of it, that Mr. Noel should happen to come himself, too, from a West Indian family.' As Harry Noel happened that moment to be lifting his cup of coffee to his lips, he didn't notice that Tom Dupuy was pointing most significantly to his own knuckles, and signalling to his uncle, with eyes and fingers, to ob erve Harry's. And if he had, it isn't probable that Lincolnshire Noel would even have suspected the hidden meaning of those strange and odd-looking monkey-like antics. Or I fr D1 1~z b UNIV[RSI OF ILL ~OIS A NTERNET ARCHIVE LRBANA-C lA P I N

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IN ALL SHADES 2II By-and-by, Harry rose from the table care lessly, and asked in a casual way whether Mr. Dupuy would kindly excuse him; he wanted to go and pay a call which he felt he really mustn't defer beyond the second day from his arrival in Trinidad. You'll take a mount? Mr. Dupuy inquired hospitably. 'You know, we never dream of walking out in these regions All the horses in my stable are entirely at your disposal. How far did you propo se going, Mr. Noel? A letter of introduction you wish to deliver, I suppose, to the Governor or somebody? Harry paused and hesitated for a second Then he answered as politely as he was able: 'No, not exactly a letter of introduc tion. I feel I mustn't let the day pass p 2 Or I fr m UNIVERSITY Of ILLINOIS RBAN/1.-CHA PAI N

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212 IN ALL SHADES ,vithout having paid my re pect as early as possible to Mrs. Hawthorn.' Tom Dupuy nudged his uncle; but the elder planter had too much good manner to make any reply save to remark that one of his niggers would be ready to show :Th1r. Noel the way to the District judge's-ahd welling-place at Mulberry. As soon as Harry's back was turned, ho-\vever, Mr. Tom Dupuy sank back incon tinently on the dining-room sofa and ex ploded in a loud and hearty burst of boisterous laughter. My dear Tom,' Mr. Theodore Dupuy interpo ed nervously, 'what on earth are you doing ? Young Noel will certainly overhear you. Upon my word, though I can't say I agree with all the young fellow's English sentiments, I really don't see that there' D !WZ by INTERNET ARCH VE Or 1 .'l fr m UNIVERSITY or ILL N s A ~RBANA-Ct-JA PAI(, N

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IN ALL SHADES 213 anything in parti cu lar to laugh at 1n him. He eems to me a very nice, gentlemanly, well bred., intelligent--Why, goodne gracious, Tom, what the deuce has come over you so uddenly? You look for all the world as if you were po itively going to kill your elf outright with laughing about nothing 1' M:r. Tom Dupuy removed hi handker chief ha tily from hi mouth, and with an immense effort to re train hi merriment, exclaimed in a lo,v suppre ed voice : Good Heaven Uncle Theodore, do you mean to tell me you don't ee the whole joke! you don t under tand the full absurdity of the ituation?' Mr. Dupuy gazed back at him blankly. No more than I understand why on earth you are making such a confounded '") 1 '\I E J:l.Nf.,.. ARCL-J VE Or, 1 :i fr m UNIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS A l.RBANA-CHAMPAIGN

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214 IN ALL SHADES fool of yourself now,' he answered con temptuously. Tom Dupuy calmed himself slowly with a terrific effort, and blurted out at last, in a mysterious undertone: Why, the point of it is, don't you see, Uncle Theodore, the fellow 's a coloured man himself, as sure as ever you and I are standing here this minute!' A light burst in upon Mr. Dupuy's benighted understanding with extraordinary r apidity He is he cried, clapping hi s hand to his forehead hurrie dly in the intense e xcitement of a profoundly important dis c overy He is, he is There can't be a doubt ahout it! Baronet or no baronet, as sure as fate, Tom, my boy, that man's a regular brown man 'I knew he was,' Tom Dupuy replied D z INTER"IIET ARCH Vf

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IN ALL SHADES 215 exultantly, the very moment I first set eyes upon that ugly head of his! I was sure he was a nigger as soon as I looked at him I suspected it at once from his eyes and his knuckles But when he told 1ne his mother was a Barbadian woman,vhy, then, I knew, as sure as fate, it was all up with him.' 'You're quite right, quite right, Tom ; I haven't a doubt about it,' Mr Theodore Dupuy continued helplessly, wringing hi s hands before him in bewilderment ~nd horror. A n d the worst of it is I've a s ked hi1n to s top here as long a s he's in Trinidad! What a terrible thing if it w ere to get about all over the whole island that I've asked a brown man to come and s t op for an indefinite period under the sam e ro o f with your cousin Nora!

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216 IN ALL SHADES Tom Dupuy was not wanting in chival rous magnanimity. He leaned back on the sofa and screwed his mouth up for a mo ment with a comical expression; then he answered slowly: 'It's a very serious thing, of course, to accuse a man offhand of being a nigger. We mustn't condemn him unheard or without evidence. We must try ,,; to find out all we can about his family. Luckily, he's given us the clue hin1self. He said his mother was a Barbadian woman -a Budleigh of the Wilderness. We' ll track him down. I've made a mental note of it Just at that moment, Nora ,valked quietly into the dining-room to ask the gentlemen whether they meant to go for a ride by-and-by in the cool of the evening. For if you do, papa,' she said in explana-D 1~ z by '\ITERNET ARCH VE U'\JIVE.RSI Y OF ILL NOIS L.RBA~A-Ct-JA PAI N

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IN ALL SHADES 217 tion, you know you must send for Nita to the pasture, for Mr. Noel will want a horse, and you're too heavy for any but the cob, so you'll have to get up Nita for Mr. Noel.' Tom Dupuy glanced at her su piciously. I s uppose since your last particular friend fell over the gully that night at Banana Garden,' he said hastily, you'll be picking up next with a new favourite in this fine spoken, new-fangled, haw-haw, English fellow!' Nora looked back at him haughtily and defiantly. 'Tom Dupuy,' she answered with a curl of her lip (she always addressed him by both names together), you are quite 1nistaken-utterly mistaken. I don't feel in the least prepossessed by Mr. Noel 's per onal appearance.' ") 1 '\JTfRNE AROHVE Ori I fr m UNIVERSITY Of ILL NOIS A LRBANA-CHAMPAIGN

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218 IN ALL SHADES 'Why not ? Why not ? Tom inquired eagerly. 'I don't know by what right you venture to cross-question me about such a matter ; but as you ask me, I don't mind answering you. Mr. Noel is a shade or two too dark by far ever to take my own fancy.' Tom whistled low to himself and gave a little start. By Jove,' he said, half aloud and half to himself, that was a Dupuy that spoke that time, certainly. After all, the girl's got some proper pride still left in her. She doesn't want to marry him, although he's a brown 111an. I always thought myself, as a mere matter of taste, she positively preferred t hese woolly-headed nn1lattoe s ") 1~ "IJTEs:i.NET RCHIVF

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JN ALL SHADES 219 CHAPTER XXVI. MEANWHILE, Harry Noel himself was quite unconsciously riding round to the Hawthorns' cottage, to perform the whole social duty of man by Edward and Marian. So you've come out to look after your father 's estates in Barbadoes, have you, Mr. Noel ? Marian inquired with a quiet smile, after the first greetings and talk about the voyage were well over. Harry laughed. Well, Mrs. Hawthorn, he said confidentially, my father's estates there seem to have looked after themselve s pretty comfortably for the last twenty years, Or I fr U'\J E. SITY Of IL~ NOIS RBA~A-1-JA P N

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220 1 ALL SHADES or at lea t been looked after vicariou ly by a ra cally loca l cotch attorney ; and I've no doubt they'd have continued to look after them.:el e for the next twenty year with out my inter,ention, if nothing particular had occurred otherwi e to bring me out here.' But omething particular did occur eh, lli. Toel?' Ro, nothing occurred,' Harry Noel anwered, with a di tinct tre upon the 1gnificant verb. But I had r ea on of my o-,v-n which made me anxiou to i i t Trinidad and I thought Barbadoe would be an ex cellent excu e to upply to Jr alter for the expen e of the journey. The old gentleman jumped at itpo itively jumped at it. There' nothing loo ens Sir Walter pur e-tring like a de otion to bu ine ; and he D !WZ by INTERNET ARCHIVE

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IN ALL SHADES 221 declared to me on leaving, with tears in his eyes almo t, that it was the first time he ever remen1bered to have seen me show any proper interest whatsoever in the fan1ily property.' And what were the reasons that made you so very anxious, then, to visit Trinidad? 'Why, l\!Ir Hawthorn, how can you ask me ? Wasn't I naturally desirous of seeing you and Ed ward once more after a year's absence?' Marian coughed a little dry cough. Friendship 1s a very powerfully attractive magnet, isn't it, Edward ? she said with an arch s1nile to her husband. 'It was very good of J\![r. Noel to have thought of com ing four thousand n1iles across the Atlantic just to vi it you and 1ne, dear-now, wasn't it? On 1 :i fr m U'\JIVERSITY Of ILLINOIS AT LRBANA-CHAMPAIG N

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222 IN ALL SHADES So very good,' Edward answered, laugh ing, that I should almost be inclined myself ( as a lawyer) to suspect some other under lying motive.' Well, she is a very dear little girl,' Marian went on reflectively. 'She is, certainly,' her husband echoed. Harry lau ghed. 'I see you've found me out,' he answered, not altogether unpleased. Well, yes, I may as well make a clean breast of it, Mrs. Hawthorn. I've come across on purpose to ask her ; and I won't go back either, till I can take her with me. I've waited for twelve months, to make quite sure I knew my own heart and wasn't mistaken about it. Every day, her image has remained there clearer and clearer than before, and I will win her, or else stop here for ever.' D 1~ z by INTERNET ARCH VE Qr I fr m U'\JIVERSITY OF IL I\JO 5 A l.RBANA-Ci-lAr P I N

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.. JN ALL SHADES 223 'When a man says that and really means it,' Marian replied encouragingly, 'I believe in the end he can always win the girl he has set his heart upon.' But I suppose you know,' Ed ward in terrupted, 'that her father has already made up his mind that she's to marry a cousin of hers at Pimento Valley, a planter in the island, and has announced the fact publicly to half Trinidad ? 'Not Mr. Tom Dupuy?' Harry cried in amaze1nent. 'Yes, Tom Dupuy-the very man. Then you've met him already ? 'He lunched with us to-day at Orange Grove Harry answered, puckering his brow a little. 'And her father actually wants her to marry that fellow By Jove, what a desecration!' Or I fr m UNIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS A LRBANA-O-IA PAIGN

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224 IN ALL SHADES Then you don't like what you've seen so far of Mr. Ton1 P Marian asked with a smi le. Harry rose and leaned against the piazza pillar with his hands behind him. 'The man's a cad,' he answered briefly. 'If we were in Piccadilly again,' Edward Hawthorn said quietly, 'I should say that was probably a piece of pure class prejudice, Noel; but as we are in Trinidad, and as I happen to know Mr. To111 Dupuy by two or three pieces of personal adventure, I don't mind telling you in strict confidence, I cor dially agree with you.' Ah Harry Noel cried with much amusement, clapping him heartily on his broad shoulder. 'So coining to Trinidad has knocked so1ne of that radical humbug and nonsense clean out of you, has it, Teddy P I D 1~ z by INTERNET ARCHIVE

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IN ALL SHADES 225 knew it would, my dear fellow; I knew you'd get rid of it 'On the contrary, Mr. Noel,' Marian an swered with quiet dignity, 'I think it has really made us a great deal more confirmed in our own opinions than we were to begin with. We have suffered a great deal our selves, you know, since we came to Trini dad.' Harry flushed in the face a little. 'You needn't tell me all about it, Mrs. Hawthorn,' he said uneasily. 'I've heard something about the matter already from the two Dupuys, and all I can say is, I never heard such a foolish, ridiculous, nonsensical, cock and-bull prejudice as the one they told me about, in the whole course of my preciou s existence. If it hadn't been for Nora's sakeI mean for Miss Dupuy's '-and he checked VOL. II. ") 1 '\I E J:l.NE Q Or I a fr m UNIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS A LRBANA-C~AMPAIGN

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226 IN ALL SHADES hi1nself suddenly-' upon my word, I really think I should have knocked the fellow down in his uncle's dining-room the very first moment he began to speak about it.' Mr Noel,' Marian said, I know how absurd it appears to you, but you can't imagine how much Edward and I have suffered about it since we've been in this island.' I can,' Harry answered. I can under stand it easily. I had a specimen of it myself from those fellows at lunch this morning. I kept as calm as I could outward]y; but, by Jove, Mrs. Hawthorn, it made my blood boil over within me to hear the way they spoke of your husband.-Upon my soul, if it weren't for-for Miss Dupuy,' he added thoughtfully, 'I wouldn't stop now a single night to accept D 1~ z by INTERNET ARCH VE Or 1 :i fr m UNIVERSITY OF ILL "'JOIS A L.RBANA-Ci--JA PAIC N

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IN ALL SHADES 227 that man's hospitality another minute after the way he spoke about you.' No, no ; do stop,' Marian answered simply. 'We want you so much to marry Nora ; and we want to save her from that horrid man her father has chosen for her.' And then they began unburdening their hearts to Harry Noel with the long arrear of twelve months' continuous confidences. It was such a relief to get a little fresh external sympathy, to be able to talk about it all to somebody just come from England, and en tirely free from the merest taint of West Indian prejudice. They told Harry every thing, without reserve; and Harry listened, growing more and more indignant every minute, to the long story of petty slights and undeserved insults. At last he could "') 1 '\I E J:l. E RCt-l VE Q 2 Ori I fr m U'\IIVERSITY OF ILLINOIS A LRBANA-Ci-JAMPAIGN

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228 IN ALL SHADES restrain his wrath no longer. It's prepos terous,' he cried, walking up and down the piazza angrily, by way of giving vent to his suppressed emotion ; it's abominable it's outrageous! it's not to be borne with! The idea of these people, these hole-and-corner nobodies, these miserable, stupid, ignorant noodles, with no more education or manners than an English ploughboy-0 yes, my dear fellow, I know what they are-I've seen them in Barbadoes-setting themselves up to be better than you are-there, upon my word I've really no patience with it. I shall kick some of them soundly, some day, before I've done with them ; I know I shall. I can't avoid it. But what on earth can have in duced you to stop here, my dear Teddy, when you might have gone back again com fortably to England, and have mixed pro-D 1 z by 11\JTERNET ARCHIVE U'\JIV[RS --Y OF II., '\IOIS A l.RBA"J -i--JA PAI N

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IN ALL SHADES 229 perly in the sort of society you're naturally fitted for ? 'I did,' Marian answered firmly; I in duced him, Mr. Noel. I wouldn't let him run away from these miserable people. And besides, you know, he's been able to do such a lot of good here. All the negroes love him dearly, because he's protected them from so much injustice. He's the most popular man in the island with the black people ; he s been so good to them, and so useful to them, and such a help against the planters, who are always trying their hardest to oppress them And isn't that something worth staying for, in spite of everything?' Harry Noel paused and hesitated. 'Tastes differ, Mrs. Hawthorn,' he answered more soberly. For my part, I can't say I feel myself very profoundly interested in the Or, 1 fr m J'\J E.RSITY OF ILL NOIS A BA -CI-JAMPAIGN

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230 IN ALL SHADES eternal nigger question ; though, if a man fee l s it's his duty to stop and see the thing out to the b itter end, why, of course he ought in that case to stop and see it. But what does rile me is the idea that these wretched Dupuy people should venture to talk in the way they do about such a fellow as your h us band confound them Tea interrupted his flow of indignation But when Harry Noel had ridden a-way again towards Orange Grove on Mr. Dupuy's pony, Edward Hawthorn and his wife tood looking at one another in dubious silence for a few minutes. Neither of them liked to utter the thought that had been uppermost in both their minds at once from the first moment they saw him in Trinidad. At last Edward broke the ominous still-D i~z b INTERNET ARCH VE Or I fr U'\JIVE.RSI Of ILL '\10 L.RBA~A-t-JA P I N

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IN ALL SHADES 231 ness. Harry Noel's awfully dark, isn t he, Marian?' he said uneasily. Very,' Marian answered in as uncon cerned a voice as she could well summon up. 'And so extremely handsome, too, Edward,' she added after a moment's faint pause, as if to turn the current of the con versation. Neither of them had ever observed in England how exceedingly olive-coloured Harry Noel's complexion really was-in Eng land, to be as dark as a gipsy is of no importance; but now in Trinidad, girt round by all that curiously suspicious and genealogi cally inquiring society, they couldn't help noticing to themselves what a very dark skin and what curly hair he happened to have inherited. 'And his mother's a Barbadian lady, Jri If Ul\i VERS TY OF RBAN -CHA

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232 IN ALL SHADES Ed,vard went on uncomfortably, pretending to play with a book and a paper-knife. 'She is,' Marian answered, hardly daring to look up at her husband's face in her natural confusion. 'He-he always seems so very fond of his mother, Edward, darling.' Edward went on cutting the pages of his newly-arrived magazine in grim silence for a few minutes longer; then he said: 'I wish to goodness he could get engaged and married offhand to Nora Dupuy very soon, Marian, and then clear out at once and for ever from t his detestable island as quickly as possible.' It would be better if he could, perhaps, Marian answered, sighing deeply. 'Poor dear Nora I wish she'd take him. She could never be happy with that horrid Dupuy man. They didn't dare to speak, one to the other, the doubt that was agitating them ; D 1~z b'f U'IJIVE.RSI OF IL I\JOIS A I\JTERNET ARCHIVE RBA'\JA-t-l P N

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IN ALL SHADES 233 but they both agreed in that half-unspoken fashion that it would be well if Harry pressed his suit soon, before any sudden thunderbolt had time to fall unexpectedly upon his head and mar his chance with poor little Nora. As Harry Noel rode back to Orange Grove alone, along the level bridlepath, he chanced to drop hi8 short riding-whip at a turn of the road by a broad cane-piece. A tall negro was hoeing vigorously among the luxuriant rows of cane close by. Harry Noel called out to him carelessly, as he would have done to a labourer at home: 'Here you, hi, sir, come and pick up my whip, will you!' The tall negro turned and stared at him. Who you callin' to come an' pick up your whip, me fren'? he answered somewhat savagely. '\I E Or, 1 fr m UNIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS A l.RBANA-CHAMPAIGN

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234 IN ALL SHADES Harry Noel glanced back at the man with an angry glare. 'You!' he said, point ing with an imperious gesture to the whip on the ground. 'I called you to pick it up for me. Don't you understand English ? Eh Tell me?' You is rude gentleman for true,' the old negro responded quietly, continuing his task of hoeing in the cane-piece, without any attempt to pick up the whip for the unrecog nised stranger. 'If you want de whip picked up, what for you doan't speak to naygur decently? Ole-time folk bas proverb, Please am a good dog, an' him keep doan't cost nuffin'." Get down yourself, sah, an' pick up your own whip for you-self if you want him.' Harry was just on the point of dismount ing and following the old negro's advice, with D 1~ z by U'\J VE.RS ... OF ILL '\10 S A INTERNET ARCH VE RBAI\JA-1--J P N

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IiV ALL SHADES 235 ~ome remote idea of applying the whip im mediately after to the back of his adviser, when a younger black man, stepping out hastily from behind a row of canes that had hitherto concealed him, took up the whip and handed it back to hin1 with a respectful sa lu tation. The old man looked on disdainfully while Harry took it ; then, as the rider went on with a parting angry glance, he muttered sulkily : Who dat man dat you gib de whip to? An' what for you want to g ib it him dere, Peter ? The younger man an wered apologeti cally : Dat Mr. Noel, buckra from Englan' ; him come to stop at Orange Grove along ob de massa.' Buckra from Englan' Louis Delgado cried incredulously. Him doan't no buckra from Englan', I tellin' you, me brudder ; him J f UN VEP.SITY OF IL .. NOIS A URBA'\IA-0,A PA 6N

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236 IN ALL SHADES Trinidad brown man as sure as de gospel. You doan't see him is brown man, Peter, de minnit you look at him ? Peter shook his head and grinned solemn ly. No, Mistah Delgado, him doan't no brown man,' he answered laughin g. Him is dark for true, but still him real buckra. Him stoppin' up at house along ob de massa Delgado turned to his work once more, doggedly. 'If him buckra, an' if him stoppin' up wit dem cursed Dupuy,' he said half aloud, but so that the wondering Peter could easily overhear it, 'when de great an' terrible day ob de Lard come, he will be cut off wit all de household, as de Lard spake in de times ob old by de mout of him holy prophet. An' de day ob de Lard doan't gwine to be de layed long now, neider.' A mumbled Arabic sentence, which Peter of course could not D 1~z b '\ITl;RNET ARCHIVE

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IN ALL SHADES 237 understand, gave point and terror to this last horribly mouthed prediction. Peter turned away, thinking to himself that Loui Delgado was a terrible obeah man and sorcerer for certain, and that whoever crossed his path had better think twice before he off ended so powerful an antagonist. Meanwhile, Harry Noel was still riding on to Orange Grove. .As he reached the garden gate, Tom Dupuy met him, out for a walk in the cool of the evening with big Slot, his great Ou ban bloodhound. As Harry drew near, Slot burst away suddenly with a leap from his master, and before Harry cou] d foresee what was going to happen, the huge brute had sprung up at him :fiercely, and was attacking him with his mighty teeth and paws, as though about to drag him from his seat forcibly with his slobbering canines. P-1 E U'\JIVERS TY OF RBAN -Ct-I

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IN ALL SHADES Harry hit out at the beast a v1c1ous blow from the butt-end of his riding-whip, and at the same moment Tom Dupuy, sauntering up somewhat more lazily than politeness or even common humanity perhaps demanded, caught the dog steadi ly by the neck and held him back by main force, still struggling vehe mently and pulling at the collar. His great slobbering jaws opened hungrily towards the angry Englishman, and his eyes gleamed with the fierce light of a starving carnivore 1n sight and smell of his natural prey. Precious vicious dog you keep, Mr. Dupuy,' ~arry exclaimed, not over good humouredly, for the brute had made its teeth meet through the flap of his coat lappets : you oughtn't to let him go at large, I fancy.' Tom Dupuy stooped and patted his huge Qr I fr D 1~z '\ITERNET ARCHIVE

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IN ALL SHADES 239 favourite lovingly on the head with very little hypocritical show of penitence or apology. He don't often go off this way,' he answered coolly. 'He's a Cuban bloodhound, Slot is ; pure-blooded-the same kind we used to train in the good old days to hunt up the runaway niggers ; and they often go at a black man or a brown man-that's what they're meant for. The moment they smell African blood, they're after it like a greyhound after a hare, a quick as lightning. But I never kne,v Slot before go for a white man! It' R very singular-excess iv e ly singular. I never be fore knew him go for a real white man. 'If he was my dog,' Harry Noe l answered walking hi s pony up to the door with a sharp look-out on the ugly mouth of the straining and quivering bloodhound, 'he'd never have the chance again, I can tell you, to go for :ln If Ul\i VER5 TY OF JRBANA-CHA

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IN ALL SHADES another. The brute's most dangerouS-a most bloodthirsty creature. And indeed, I'm not sentimental myself on the matter of niggers ; but I don't know that in a country where there are so many niggers knocking about casually everywhere, any man has got a right to keep a dog that darts straight at them as a greyhound darts at a hare, accord ing to your very own confession. It doesn't seem to me exactly right or proper somehow.' Tom Dupuy glanced carelessly at the struggling brute, and answered with a coarse laugh: 'I see, Mr. Noel, you've been taking counsel already with your friend Hawthorn. Well, well, in my opinion, I expect there's just about a pair of you Qr I fr D 1~z b UNIVE.RSI v OF IL !\JOI A 11\JTERNET ARCH VE l.RBA ~A-Ct-JA P N

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IN ALL SHADES CHAPTER XXVII. IN spite of his vigorous dislike for Ton 1 Dupuy, Harry Noel continued to stop on at Orange Grove for some weeks together, r e tained there irresistibly by the potent spell of Nora's presence. He c ould not tet\r himself away from Nora. And Nora, too, though she could never conquer her instinctive prejudi c e against the dark young Englishman-a prejudice that seemed to be almost ingrained in her <._; very nature-couldn't help feeling on her side also, that it was very pleasant to have Harry Noel stopping in the house with her ; he was such a relief and change after Tom Dupuy and VOL. II. "l 1~ b '\I E "NE.,.. R I VE R Or, 1 ;i fr m UNIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS A l.RBANA-O-IAMPAIGN

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242 IN ALL SHADES the other sugar-growing young gentlemen of Trinidad. He had so1ne other ideas in his head beside vacuum pans and saccharometers and centrifugals ; he could talk about some thing else besides the crop and the cutting and the boiling. Harry was careful not to re cur for the present to the subject of their last c onver ation at Southampton ; he left that important issue aside for a while, till Nora had time to make his acquaintance for herself afresh. A year had passed since she came to Trinidad ; she might have changed her mind meanwhile. At nineteen or twenty, one's views often undergo a rapid expansion. In any cas e, it would be best to let her have a little time to get to know him better. In his own heart, Harry Noel had inklings of a certain not wholly unbecoming consciousness that he cut a very decent figure indeed in D tz b INTER'\IET ARCH VE 1 I f U~ VE~SITY OF IL NOIS A RBA A-C'1 P 6fli

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IN ALL SHADES 243 Nora's eyes, by the side of the awkward, sugar growing young men of Tr~nidad. One afternpon, a week or two later, he was out riding among the p l ains with Nora, at tended behind by the negro groo1n, when they happened to pass the same corner where he had already met Louis Delgado. The old man was standing there again, cutlass in handthe cutlass is the common agricultural nn plement and rural jack-of-all-trades of the West Indies, answering to plough, harrow, hoe, spadeJ reaping-hook, rake, and pruning knife in England-and as Nora passed he dropped her a grudging, halfsatirical salu tation, something between a bow and a court esy, as is the primitive custom of the country. A very murderous-look i ng weapon, the thing that fellow's got in his hand,' Harry Noel said, in passing, to his pretty companion R2 E Or I fr m U:\JIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS RBANA-CI-JA PAIGN

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244 IN ALL SHADES as they turned the corner. What on earth doe he want to do with it, I wonder? 'Oh, that!' Nora exclaimed carelessly, glancing back in an unconcerned fashion. 'That's only a cutlass, All our people work with cutlas es, you know. He's merely going to hoe up the canes with it.' 'Na ty thing for the nigger to have in their hands, in case there should ever be any row in the island,' Harry murmured half aloud; for the ight of the wild-looking old man ran strangely in his head, and he couldn't help thinking to him elf how much damage could ea ily be done by a sturdy negro with one of tho e rude and formidable weapons. 'Yes,' Nora answered with a childish laugh tho e are just what they always hack u to piece with, you know, whenever there comes a negro r1s1ng. Mr. Hawthorn say D tz b INTER'\IET ARCH VE

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llv ALL SHADES 245 there's very likely to be one soon. He thinks the negroes are ripe for rebellion. He knows more about them than anyone else, you see; and he's thoroughly in the confidence of a great many of them, and he says they 're almost all fearfully disaffected. That old man Delgado there, in particular-he's a shocking o ld man altogether. He hates papa and Tom Dupuy; and I believe if ever he got the chance, he'd cut every one of our throats in cold blood as soon as look at us.' 'I hope to Heaven he won't get the chance, then,' Harry ejaculated earnestly. 'He seem s a most uncivil, ill-conditioned, independent sort of a fellow altogether. I dropped my whip on the road by chance the very first afternoon I came here, and I asked this same 1nan to pick it up for me ; and, wou ld you believe it, the old wretch wouldn't stoop to hand the thing to me ; J E Or, 1 fr m UNIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS A L.RBANA-CHAMPAIGN

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IN ALL SHADES he told me I 1night just jump off my horse and pick it up for myself, if I wanted to get it Now, you know, a labourer in England, though he's a white man like one's self, would never have dared to answer me tha t way He'd have stooped down and picked it up instinct ively, the 1noment he was a sked to by any gentleman. 'Mr. Hawthorn says, Nora answered s miling, 'that our negroes here are a great deal more independent, and have a great deal n1ore sense of freedom than Eng lish country people, because they were emancipat e d strai ght off all in one day, and were told at once: "Now, from this time forth you're every bit as fre e a s yo:ur masters;" whereas the English peas ants he says, were never regularly emancipated a t all, but only slowly and unconsciously cam e out of serfdom, so that there never was an y D 1~z b '\ITERNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES 247 one day when they felt to themselves that they had become freemen. I'm not quite sure whether that's exactly how he puts it, but I think it is. Anyhow, I know it's a fact that all one's negro women-servants out here are a great deal more independent and saucy than the white maids used to be over in England.' Independence,' Harry remarked, cracking his short whip with a sharp snap, 'is a very noble quality, considered in the abstract ; but when it comes to taking it in the concrete, I should much prefer for my part not to have it in my own servants.' (A sentiment, it may be observed in pa -ing, by no means uncommon, even when not expressed among people who make far more pretensions to democratic feeling than did Harry Noel.) or 1 :i fr m U;\JIVE.RSITY Of ILL "IJOIS A l.RBANA-Ci-JAMPAI N

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IN ALL SHADES Louis Delgado, standing behind, and gazing with a malevolent gleam in his cold dark eyes after the retreating buckra figures, beckoned in silence with his s kinny hand to the black groom, who came back immediately and un hesitatingly, as if in pro1npt obedience to some superior officer. 'You is number forty-tree, I tink, the old man said, lookin g at the groom c lo ely. 'Yes yes, dat's your nu1nber. Tell me; you know who is dis buckra from Englan'?' 'Dem callin him Mistah Noel, sah, the black groom answered, touching the brim of his hat respectfully. 'Yes, yes, I know him name ; I know dat already,' Delgado ansvvered with an impatient gesture. 'But what I want to know is jest di -can you find out for me from de houseer ban ts, or anybody up at Orange Grove, D 1~ z by l'\ITERNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES 249 where him fader an' mudder come from? I want to know all about him.' 'Missy Rosina find dat out for me,' the groom ~nswered, grinning broadly. 'Missy Rosina is de young l e-ady's waiting-maid; an' de young l e -ady, him tell Rosina pretty well eberyting. Rosina, she is Isaac Pourtales' new sweetheart.' Delgado nodded in instantaneous acqui escence. 'All right, number forty-tree,' he answered, cutting him short carelessly. Ride after buckra, an' say no more about it. I get it all out ob him now, surely I know Missy Rosina well, for true. I g ib him de lub of Isaac Pourtales wit 1ne obeah, I tellin' you. Send Missy Rosina to me dis ebenin'. I has plenty ting I want to talk about wit her. Ori I fr m UNIVERSITY Of ILL NOIS A LRBANA-CHAMPAI N

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250 IN ALL SHADES CHAPTER XXVIII. THAT evening, Rosina Fleming went as she was bid to the old African's tent about halfpast eleven, groping her way along the black moonless roads in fear and trembling, with infinite terror of the all-pervading and utterly ghastly West Indian ghosts or duppies. It was a fearful thing to go at that time of night to the hut of an obeah man; Heaven knows what grinning, gibbering ghouls and phantoms one might chance to come across in such a place at such an hour. But it would have been more fearful still to stop away: for Delgado, who could so easi l y bring her Isaac Pourtales D 1~z b INTERNET ARCH VE Or I fr U~IVERSI Y OF IL I\JOIS A RBA ~A-lA P I N

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IN ALL SHADES 251 for a lover by his powerful spells, could just as easily burn her to powder with his thunder and lightning, or send the awful duppies to torment her in her bed, as she lay awake trembling through the night-watches. So poor Rosina groped her way fearfully round to Delg ado's hut with wild misgivings, and lifted the latch with quivering fingers, when she heard its owner's gruff, Come in den missy ,' echoing grimly from the inner re cesses. When she opened the door, however, sh e was somewhat relieved to find within a paraffin lamp burning brightly; and in the place of gho uls or ghosts or duppies, Isaac Pourtales himself, jauntily seated smoking a fresh tobacco-leaf c igarette of his own manufacture in the corner of the hut .where Louis Delgado was s itting cross-legged on the mud floor '\I E On I fr m U'\JIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS A RBANA-Ci:-JAMPA

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IN ALL SHADES 'Ebenin', missy,' Delgado said, rising with African politeness to greet her; while the brown Barbadian, without moving from his seat, allowed his lady-love to stoop down of herself to kiss him affectionately. 'I send for you dis ebenin' becase we want to know su:ffin' about dis pusson dat callin' himself buckra, an' stoppin' now at Orange Grobe wit you. What you know about him, tell us dat, missy. You is :Thfi sy Dupuy own serbin'-le-ady: him gwine to tell you a ll him secret. What you know about dis pusson Noel ? Thus adjured, Rosina Fleming, sitting do,vn awkwardly on the side of the rude wooden settee, and with her big white eyes :fixed abstractedly upon the grinning skull that decorated the bare mud wall just opposite her, pulled her turban straight upon her woolly lo cks with coquettish precision, and D z b INTER'iJET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES 253 sticking one finger up to her mouth like a country child, began to pour forth all she could reme1nber of the Orange Grove servants' gossip about Harry Noel. Delgado listened impatiently to the long recital without ever for a moment trying to interrupt her ; for long experience had taught him the lesson that little was to be got out of his fellow countrywomen by deliberate cross-questioning, but a great deal by allowing them quietly to tell their own stories at full length in their own rambling, childish fashion. At last, when Rosina, with eyes kept always timidly askance, half the time upon the frightful skull, and half the time on Isaac Pourtales, had fairly come to the end of her tether, the old African ventured, with tenta tive cunning, to put a leading question: 'You ebber hear dem say at de table, mis y, who Or, 1 fr m U'\JIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS A LRBANA-C~A PAIGN

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254 IN ALL SHADES him mudder and fader is, and where dem come fro1n? Him fader is very great gentleman ober in Englan' ,' Rosina answered confidently' very grand gentleman, wit house an' serbant, an' coach an' horses, an' plenty cane-piece, an' rum an' sugar, an' yam garden an' plantain, becase I 'member Aunt Clemmy say so ; an' de missy hi1n say o himself too, sah. An' de mis y say dat de pusson dat marry him will be real le-ady-same lik e de gubbernor le-ady; real le-ady, like dem hab in Englan'. De missy tellin' me all about him dis bery ebenin'.' Delgado smiled. Den de mis y in lub wit him himself, for certain,' he answered w ith true African shrewdness and cynicism 'Oletime folk has proverb, When naygur woman ay, Dat fow 1 fat,' him gwine to steal him Qr I fr D 1 z b'f U'\JIVERSI OF IL '\J '\ITERNET ARCH VE l.RBA ~A-( 1--JA PA

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IN ALL SHADES 255 sa1ne ebenin' for him pickany dinner." An' when le-ady tell you what happen to gal dat marry gentleman, him want to hab de gentleman himself for him own husband.' 0 no, sah ; dat doan't so,' Rosina cried with sudden energy. De missy doan't lubbin de buckra gentleman at all. She tell me him look altogedder too much like naygur.' Delgado and Pourtales exchanged meaning looks with one another, but neither of them answered a word to Rosina. An' him mudder ? Delgado inquired curiously after a moment's pause, taking a lazy puff at a cigarette which Isaac handed him Him mudder Rosina said. 'Ah, dere now, I for ge ttin' clean what Uncle 'Zekiel, him what is butler up to de house dar, an' hear dem talk wit one anodder at dinner-I for -Or. 1 :1 fr m U'\JIVERSITY OF ILLINOIS A LRBANA-CHAMPAI GN

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jN ALL SHADES gettin' clean what it was him tell me about him mudder.' Delgado did not urge her to rack her feeble little memory on this important question, but waited silently, with consu1nmate prudence, till she should think of it herself and come out with it spontaneous ly. 'Ha, dere now,' Ro ina cried at last, after a minute or two of vacant and steady staring at the orbless eyeho les of the skull opposite; I is too chupid-too chupid altogedder. Mistah 'Zekiel, him tellin' me de odder marnin' dat Mistah Noel's mudder is le-ady from Barbadoes.-Dat whar you come from yourself, Isaac, me fren'. You must be 'memberin' de family ober in Barbadoes.' How dem call de family ? Isaa c asked cautiously. 'You ebber hear, Rosie, how dem call de family? Tell me, dar is D z b INTER'IJET ARCH VE

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Ii\/ ALL SHADES 257 good girl, an' I gwine to lub you better'n ebber.' Rosina hesitated, and cudgelled her poor brains eagerly a few minutes longer; then another happy flash of recollection came across her suddenly like an inspiration, and she cried out in a joyous tone: 'Yes, yes; I got him novv, I got him now, Isaac Him mudder family, deir name is Budlei g h, an dem lib at place dem call d e Wild erness 1\fistah 'Zekiel tell me all about dem Him say
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IN ALL SHADES the wall opposite was simply nowhere in the competition. Delgado turned breathlessly to Isaac Pourtales. You know dis fam ly ? he asked with eager anticipation. 'You ebber hear ob dem ? You larn at all whedder dem i buckra or only brown people? Isaac Pourtales laughed hoarsely. Brown 111an as he was hi1nself, he c huckled and hugged himself with sardonic delight over the anticipated humiliation of a fellow brown man who thought hi1nself a genuine buckra. Know dem, sah he cried in a perfect ecstasy of malicious humour-' know de Bud l eighs ob de Wilderness I tink for true I knovv de1n H e Mistah Delgado, me fren I tellin' you de trut, ah ; me own n1udder an' Mrs. Budleigh ob de Wilderness is :first cousin, first-cousin to one anudder.' D g1~ z by INTERNET ARCH VE Or I fr m U;'JIVERSITY Of ILL NOIS LRBA!\JA-Ci-lA PAI N

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IN ALL SHADES 259 It was perfectly true. Strange a such a relationship sounds to English ears, in the West Indies cases of the sort are as common as earthquakes. In 1nany a cultivated light brown family, where the young ladies of the household, pretty and well educated, expect and hope to marry an English officer of good connect ion s, the visitor knows that, in some small room or other of the back premises, there still lingers on feebly an olcl black hag, wrinkled and toothless, full of trange oaths and incomprehensible African jargons, who is nevertheless the grandmother of the proud and handsome girls, busy over Mendelssohn s sonatas and the Saturday Review, in the front dra wing-room. Into such a family it wa that Sir Walter N oeJ, head of the great Lincolnshire house, had actually married. The Budleighs of the '\I E J:l.NE ARC l VE s 2 Or, 1 a frcm UNIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS AT L;RBANA-CHAMPAIGN

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260 IN ALL SHADES Wilderness had n1igrated to England before the abolition of slavery, when the future Lady Noel was still a baby ; and getting easily into good society in London, had only been known as West Indian proprietors in those old days when to be a West Indian proprietor was still equivalent to wealth and prosperity, not, as now, to poverty and bankruptcy. Strange to say, too, Lady Noel herself was not by any means so dark as her son Harry. The Lincolnshire Noels belonged themselves t~ the black-haired type so com mon in their county ; and the union -of the two strains had produce d in Harry a com plexion several degrees more swarthy than that of either of his handsome parents. In England, nobody would ever have noticed this little peculiarity ; they merely said that Or I fr D 1~ z by INTERNET ARCH VE

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IN ALL SHADES 261 Harry was the very im age of the old Noel family portraits ; but in Trinidad, where the abiding traces of negro blood are so fa1niliarly known and so oarefu lly looked for, it was alrnost i1npossible for him to pass a single day without his partially black descent being im mediately suspected. He had thrown back,' as the colonists coarsely phrase it, to the dusky co1nplexion of his quadroon ancestors. Louis Del gado hugged himself and grinned at this glorious discovery. 'Ha, ha! he cried, rocking himself rapidly to and fro in a perfect frenz y of gratified vindictiveness ; him doan't buckra, den !-him doan't buckra He hold himself so proud, an' look down on naygur ; an' after all, him doan't buckra, him only brown man De Lard be praise, I gwine to humble him! I gwine to let him know hi1n doan't buckra Or, 1 fr m U'\JIVERSITY Of ILLINOIS A L.RBANA-CHAMPAIGN

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IN ALL SHADES You will tell him ? Ro ina Fleming asked <...) curiously. Delgado danced about the hut in a wild ecsta y, with hi finger snapping about in: every direction, like the half-tarned African avage that he really was. 'Tell hini, Mi y Ro ie he echoed contemptuou 13-' tell hi1n, Jou sayin' to me! Yah, yah you hab no sense, mis y. I doan t g-wine to tell hi1n, for certain; I gwine to tell dat cheatin coundrel, Tom Dupuy, mi sy, so humble him in de end de wuss for all dat.' Rosina gazed at him in puzzled bewilder ment. 'Tom Dupuy!' he repeated lowly. You g,vine to tell Tom Dupuy, you say, :Mi tah Delgado? What de debbel de use, I wonder, sah, ob tell Tom Dupuy dat de buckra gentleman an I. aac i own cousin? <..; Delgado executed another frantic pas de D !WZ by INTERNET ARCHIVE Or 1 .:i fr U:\JIVERSI Y OF IL "'JOI LRBMJA-1--JA PAI

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IN ALL SHADES eul across the floor of the hut, to ,vor k off his mad excitement, and then answered g l ee fully : Ha, ha, Missy Rosie, you i woman, you is creole naygur gal-you doan't under stand de depth an' de wisdom ob African naygur. Look you here, me fren', I explain you all about it. De missy up at hous e, hin1 fall in 1 u b wid dis brown man, Noel. Tom Dupuy, him want for go an' marry de mi sy Dat make Tom Dupuy hate de brown man I tell him, Noel doan't no buckra-him com mon brown man, own cousin to Isaac Pour tales. Den Tom Dupuy laugh at Noel Ha, ha! I turn de hand ob one proud buckra to bring down de pride ob de odder Isaac Pourtales laughed too. 'Ha, ha he cried, 'him is proud buckra, an' hin1 is me own cousin Ha, ha, I hate him When de great an' terrible day ob de Lard Or I fr m UNIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS A LRBANA-CHAMPAIGN

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IN ALL SHADES co111e, I gwine to hack him into little bit, same like one hack de pinguin in de hedge when we breakin' fence down to grub up de boundaries Rosina gazed at her rnu1atto lover in rueful silence. She liked the English stranger -he had given her a shilling one day to post a Jetter for him-but sti11, she daren't go back upon Isaac and Louis Delgado. 'Him is fren' ob Mistah Hawtorn,' she murmured apologetically at last after a minute's severe reflection-' great fren' ob Mistab Havvtorn. Dem is old-time fren' in Englan' togedder ; and when Mistah Tenn Dupuy speak bad 'bout Mistah Hawtorn, Mistah Noel him flare up like angry naygur, an' hi1n gib hiin de lie, an' him speak out ,vell for hi1n Delgado checked himself, and looked closely at the hesitating negress with more Or I fr D 1~ z by INTERNET ARCHIVE

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IN ALL SHADES deliberation. Him 1 s fren' ob Mistah Hawtorn,' he said in a meditative voice' him is fren' ob Mistah Havvtorn De fren ob de Lard's fren sha ll come to no harm when de great an' terrible day ob de Lard comin'. I gwine to tell Tom Dupuy. I must humble de buckra. But in de great an' terrible day, dem shall not hurt a hair of him head, if de Lard wills it.' And then he added son1ewhat louder, in his own sonorous and mystic Arabic ; The effend i 's brother is dear to Allah even as the good effendi himself is.' Isaac Pourtales n1ade a wry face aside to himself. Evidently he had settled in his own mind that whatever might be Delgado's pri vate opinion about the friends of the Lord's friend, he himself was not going to be bound, when the mo1nent for action actually arrived, by anybody else's id eas or promises. E Or I fr UNIVERSITY Of ILL '\IOI L.RBANA-CHA P

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266 IN ALL SHADES By-and-by, Rosina rose to go. You i comin' wit me, Isaac?' she asked. coquet tishly, with her finger stuck once more in coy reserve at the corner of her mouth, and her head a little on one side, bewitching negress fashion. Isaac hesitated ; it does not do for a brown man to be too condescending and familiar with a nigger girl, even if she does happen to be his s-,veetheart. Besides, Delgado signed to him with his vvithered finger that he wanted him to stop a fe,;v minutes longer. o, Missy Rosie,' the mulatto an swered, yawning quietly ; 'I doan't gwine yet. You know de road to house, I tink. Ebenin', le-ady.' Rosina gave a sighing, sidelong look of disappointed affection, took her lover's hand a little coldly in her o,vn black fingers, and D 1~ z d by INTERNET ARCHIVE Or I fr m U'\JIVE.RSITY Of IL .. NOIS L.RBA ~A-CtlA PAI N

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IN ALL SHADES sidled out of the hut with much reluctance half-frightened still at the horrid prospect of once more f ac in g alone the irrepressib l e and ubiquitou duppie". As soon as she was fairly out of earshot, Louis Delgado approached at once close to the mulatto's ear and murmured in a mys terious hollow undertone : Next W ednesday The mulatto started. So soon as dat he cried. 'Den you has got de pistols? D e lgado, with his wrinkled finger placed upon hi lip, moved stealthily to a corner of hi hut, and slowly opened a chest, occupied on the top by his mouldy obeah mummery of loose alligators' teeth and well-cleaned littl e human knuckle-bones. Carefully re1noving thi superstitious rubbish from the top of the box with an undisg uised neer-for I aac as a <_.; Or 1 ::i fr m UNIVERSITY Of ILLINOIS A LRBANA-CHAMPAIGN

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268 IN ALL SHADES brown man was ex o.ffir;io superior to obeah he took from beneath it-a couple of dozen old navy pi tols, of a disu ed pattern, bought cheap from a marine store-dealer of doubtful honesty down at _the harbour. Isaac's eyes gleamed brightly as soon as he saw the goodly array of real firearms. He, he I he cried joyously, fingerin g the triggers with a loving touch, dat de ting to bring down de pride ob de proud buckra. Ha, ha! Next Wed nesday, next W eduesday We waited long, Mistah Delgado, for de Lard's delibberance ; but de time come now, de time come at last, sah, an' we gwine to hab de island ob Trinidad all to ourselves for de Lard's inheritance. The old African bowed n1ajestically. 'Slay ebbery male among dem,' he answered aloud in his deepe t accent with a not wholly uni1npressiv e mouthing of his hollow D !II' z by l'\JTERNET ARCHIVE Or I fr U'\JIVERSl"rY OF IL~ I\JOIS l.RBA ~A-Ct-JA P I N

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IN ALL SHADES vowels-' slay ebbery male, sait' de Lard by de 1nout' ob de holy prophet, an' take de women captive, an' de maidens, an' de little ones ; an' divide among you de spoil ob all deir cattle, an' all deir flocks, an' all deir goods, an' deir cities wherein dey dwell, and all cleir vineyards, an' deir goodly castles.' Isaac Pourtales' eyes gleamed hideously as he listened in delight to that awful quotation from the Book of Numb e rs. 'Ha, ha,' he cried, take de women captive! De Lard say dat? De Lard say dat, now ? Ha, ha, Mistah Delgado dat is good prophecy, dat is fine prophecy ; de prophet say well, take de women captive." END OF THE SECO.r D VOLUME. PRL',T.ED BY SPOTTIBWOODE A.ND CO., NEW-STREE T QUARE L O NDON Ori 1r I fr U\IIVERSITY OF ILL NOIS A l,RBANA-CHAMPAIGN

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