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 REUBEN SACHS 
 
 A SKETCH 
 
REUBEN SACHS 
 
 A SKETCH 
 
 BY 
 
 AMY LEVY 
 
 AUTHOR OF " A MINOR POET " AND " THE ROMANCE OF A SHOP " 
 
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REUBEN SACHS: 
 
 A SKETCH. 
 CHAPTER I. 
 
 This is my beloved Son. 
 
 Reuben Sachs was the pride of his family. 
 
 After a highly successful career at one of 
 the great London day-schools, he had gone 
 up on a scholarship to the University, where, 
 if indeed he had chosen to turn aside from 
 the beaten paths of academic distinction, he 
 had made good use of his time in more ways 
 than one. 
 
 The fact that he was a Jew had proved 
 C? B 
 
REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 no bar to his popularity ; he had gained 
 many desirable friends and had, to some 
 extent, shaken off the provincialism in- 
 evitable to one born and bred in the 
 Jewish community. 
 
 At the bar, to which in due course "he 
 was called, his usual good fortune did not 
 desert him. 
 
 Before he was twenty-five he had begun to 
 be spoken of as " rising " ; and at twenty- 
 six, by unsuccessfully contesting a hard- 
 fought election, had attracted to himself 
 attention of another sort. He had no ob- 
 jection, he said, to the woolsack ; but a career 
 of political distinction was growing slowly 
 but surely to be his leading aim in life. 
 
 " He will never starve," said his mother, 
 shrugging her shoulders with a comfortable 
 consciousness of safe investments ; " and he 
 must marry money. But Reuben can be 
 trusted to do nothing rash." In the midst 
 
I.] REUBEN SACHS. 3 
 
 of so much that was highly promising, his 
 health had broken down suddenly, and he 
 had gone off grumbling to the antipodes. 
 
 It was a case of over-work, of over-strain, 
 of nervous break-down, said the doctors ; no 
 doubt a sea-voyage would set him right 
 aofain, but he must be careful of himself 
 in the future. 
 
 " More than half my nervous patients are 
 recruited from the ranks of the Jews," said 
 the great physician whom Reuben consulted. 
 " You pay the penalty of too high a civiliza- 
 tion." 
 
 " On the other hand," Reuben answered, 
 "we never die; so we may be said to have 
 our compensations." 
 
 Reuben's father had not borne out his son's 
 theory ; he had died many years before my 
 story opens, greatly to his own surprise and 
 that of a family which could boast more than 
 one nonogenarian in a generation. 
 
 B 2 
 
REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 He had left his wife and children well 
 provided for, and the house in Lancaster 
 Gate was rich in material comfort. 
 
 In the drawing-room of this house Mrs. 
 Sachs and her dauQ^hter were sittinof on 
 the day of Reuben's return from his six 
 months' absence. 
 
 He had arrived early in the day, and was 
 now sleeping off the effects of a night passed 
 in travelling, and of the plentiful supply of 
 fatted calf with which he had been welcomed. 
 
 His devoted womankind meanwhile sipped 
 their tea in the fading light of the September 
 afternoon, and talked over the event of the 
 day in the rapid, nervous tones peculiar to 
 them. 
 
 Mrs. Sachs was an elderly woman, stout 
 and short, with a wide, sallow, impassive 
 face, lighted up by occasional gleams of 
 shrewdness from a pair of half-shut eyes. 
 
 An indescribable air of intense, but subdued 
 
I.] REUBEN SACHS. 5 
 
 vitality characterized her presence ; she did 
 not appear in good health, but you saw at 
 a glance that this was an old lady whom it 
 would be difficult to kill. 
 
 " He looks better, Addie, he looks very 
 well indeed," she said, the dull red spot 
 of colour on either sallow cheek alone 
 testifying to her excitement. 
 
 " I have said all along," answered her 
 daughter, "that if Reuben had been a poor 
 man the doctors would never have found 
 out that he wanted a sea-voyage at all. 
 Let us only hope that it has done him 
 no harm professionally." She emptied her 
 tea-cup as she spoke, and cut herself a 
 fresh slice of the rich cake which she was 
 devouring with nervous voracity, 
 
 Adelaide Sachs, or to give her her right 
 title, Mrs. Montagu Cohen, was a thin, dark 
 young woman of eight or nine-and-twenty, 
 with a restless, eager, sallow face, and an 
 
REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 abrupt manner. She was richly and very 
 fashionably dressed in an unbecoming gown 
 of green shot silk, and wore big diamond 
 solitaires in her ears. She and her mother 
 indeed were never seen without such jewels, 
 which seemed to bear the same relation to 
 their owners as his pigtail does to the 
 Chinaman. 
 
 Adelaide was the eldest of the family ; she 
 had married young a husband chosen for 
 her, with whom she lived with average 
 contentment. 
 
 Reuben was scarcely two years her junior ; 
 no one cared to remember the age of Lionel, 
 the youngest of the three, a hopeless ne'er- 
 do-weel, who had with difficulty been relegated 
 to an obscure colony. 
 
 " There is always either a ne'er-do-weel 
 or an idiot in every Jewish family!" Esther 
 Kohnthal had remarked in one of her appal- 
 ling bursts of candour. 
 
I.] REUBEN SACHS. 7 
 
 The mother and daughter sat there in the 
 growing dusk, amid the plush ottomans, 
 stamped velvet tables, and other Philistine 
 splendours of the large drawing-room, till 
 the lamp-lighter came down the Bayswater 
 Road and the gilt clock on the mantel-piece 
 struck six. 
 
 Almost at the same moment the door 
 was flung open and a voice cried : 
 
 "Why do women invariably sit in the 
 dark ? " 
 
 It was a pleasant voice ; to a fine ear, 
 unmistakably the voice of a Jew, though 
 the accents of the speaker were free from 
 the cockney twang which marred the speech 
 of the two women. 
 
 " Reuben ! I thought you were asleep," 
 cried his mother. 
 
 '' So I was. Now I have arisen like a 
 giant refreshed." 
 
 A man of middle height and slender build 
 
8 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 had made his way across the room to the 
 window ; his face was indistinct in the dark- 
 ness as he stooped and put his arm caress- 
 ingly about the broad, fat shoulder of his 
 mother. 
 
 " Dressed for dinner already, Reuben ? " 
 was all she said, though the hard eye under 
 the cautious old eyelid grew soft as she 
 spoke. 
 
 Her love for this son and her pride 
 in him were the passion of her life. 
 
 " Dinner ? You are never going to kill the 
 fatted calf twice over ? But seriously, I 
 must run down to the club for an hour or 
 two. There may be letters." 
 
 He hesitated a moment, then added : " I 
 shall look in at the Leunigers on my way 
 back." 
 
 " The Leunigers ! '' cried Adelaide in open 
 disapproval. 
 
 " Reuben, there's the old gentleman. He 
 
I.] REUBEN SACHS. 9 
 
 won't like your going first to your cousins," 
 said his mother. 
 
 " My grandfather ? Oh, but my arrival 
 isn't an official fact till to-morrow. We were 
 sixteen hours before our time, remember. 
 Good-bye, Addie. I suppose you and Monty 
 will be dining in Portland Place to-morrow 
 with the rest of us. What a gathering of 
 the clans ! Well, I must be off. " And he 
 suited the action to the word. 
 
 " Why on earth need he rush off like that 
 to the Leunicjers ? " said Mrs. Cohen as 
 she drew on her gloves. 
 
 Her mother looked across at her through 
 the dusk. 
 
 " Reuben will do nothing rash," she 
 said. 
 
CHAPTER II. 
 
 Whatever my mood is, I love Piccadilly. 
 
 LondoJi Lyrics. 
 
 Reuben Sachs stepped into the twillt 
 street with a distinct sense of exhilaration. 
 
 He was back again ; back to the old, full, 
 strenuous life which was so dear to him ; to 
 the din and rush and struggle of the London 
 which he loved with a passion that had 
 something of poetry in it. 
 
 With the eager curiosity, the vivid interest 
 in life, which underlay his rather impassive 
 bearing, it was impossible that foreign travel 
 should be without charm for him ; but he 
 returned with unmixed delight to his own 
 haunts ; to the work and the play ; the 
 
CH. II.] REUBEN SACHS. ii 
 
 market-place, and the greetings in the market- 
 place ; to the innumerable pleasantnesses of an 
 existence which owed something of its pi- 
 quancy to the fact that it was led partly in 
 the democratic atmosphere of modern London, 
 partly in the conservative precincts of the 
 Jewish community. 
 
 Now as he lingered a moment on the 
 pavement, looking up and down the road 
 for a hansom, the light from the street 
 lamp fell full upon him, revealing what the 
 darkness of his mother's drawinsf-room had 
 previously hidden from sight. 
 
 He was, as I have said, of middle height 
 and slender build. He wore good clothes, but 
 they could not disguise the fact that his figure 
 was bad, and his movements awkward ; unmis- 
 takably the figure and movements of a Jew. 
 
 And his features, without presenting any 
 marked national trait, bespoke no less clearly 
 his Semitic origin. 
 
12 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 His complexion was of a dark pallor ; the 
 hair, small moustache and eyes, dark, with 
 red lights in them ; over these last the lids 
 were drooping, and the whole face wore for 
 the moment a relaxed, dreamy, impassive air, 
 curiously Eastern, and not wholly free from 
 melancholy. 
 
 He walked slowly in the direction of an 
 advancing hansom, hailed it quickly and 
 quietly, and had himself driven off to Pall 
 Mall. To every movement of the man 
 clung that indescribable suggestion of an 
 irrepressible vitality which was the leading- 
 characteristic of his mother. 
 
 There were several letters for him at 
 the club ; having discussed them, and been 
 greeted by half a dozen men of his ac- 
 quaintance, he dined lightly off a chop and 
 a glass of claret, and gave himself up to 
 what was apparently an exceedingly pleasant 
 reverie. 
 
II.] REUBEN SACHS. 13 
 
 The club where he sat was not, as he 
 himself would have been the first to 
 acknowledge, in the front rank of such insti- 
 tutions ; but it was respectable and had its 
 advantages. As for its drawbacks, supported 
 by his sense of better things to come, Reuben 
 Sachs could tolerate them. 
 
 It was nearly half past eight when Reuben's 
 cab drew up before the Leunigers' house in 
 Kensington Palace Gardens, where a blaze of 
 liorht from the lower windows told him that 
 he had come on no vain errand. 
 
 Israel Leuniger had begun life as a clerk 
 on the Stock Exchange, where he had been 
 fortunate enough to find employment in the 
 great broking firm of Sachs & Co. There his 
 undeniable business talents and devotion to 
 his work had met with ample reward. He 
 had advanced from one confidential post to 
 another ; after a successful speculation on his 
 own account, had been admitted into partner- 
 
14 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 ship, and finally, like the industrious apprentice 
 of the story books, had married his master's 
 daughter. 
 
 In these days the reins of government in 
 Capel Court had fallen almost entirely into 
 his hands. Solomon Sachs, though a won- 
 derful man of his years, was too old for 
 regular attendance in the city, while poor 
 Kohnthal, the other member of the firm, and, 
 like Leuniger, son-in-law to old Solomon, 
 had been shut up in a madhouse for the 
 last ten years and more. 
 
 As Reuben advanced into the large, 
 heavily upholstered vestibule, one of the many 
 surrounding doors opened slowly, and a 
 woman emerged with a vague, uncertain 
 movement into the light. 
 
 She might have been fifty years of age, 
 perhaps more, perhaps less ; her figure was 
 slim as a girl's, but the dark hair, uncovered 
 by a cap, was largely mixed with gray. The 
 
II.] REUBEN SACHS. 15 
 
 long, oval face was of a deep, unwholesome, 
 sallow tinge ; and from its haggard gloom 
 looked out two dark, restless, miserable eyes ; 
 the eyes of a creature in pain. Her dress 
 was rich but carelessly worn, and about her 
 whole person was an air of neglect. 
 
 " Aunt Ada ! " cried Reuben, going 
 forward. 
 
 She rubbed her lean sallow hands together, 
 saying in low, broken, lifeless tones : " We 
 didn't expect you till to-morrow, Reuben. 
 I hope your health has improved." This was 
 quite a long speech for Mrs. Leuniger, who 
 was of a monosyllabic habit. 
 
 Before* Reuben could reply, the door 
 opposite the one from which his aunt had 
 emerged was flung open, and two little boys, 
 dressed in sailor-suits, rushed into the hall. 
 
 One was dark, with bright black eyes ; the 
 other had a shock of flame-coloured hair, 
 and pale, prominent eyes. " Reuben !" they 
 
i6 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. ii. 
 
 cried in astonishment, and rushed upon their 
 cousin. 
 
 " Lionel ! Sidney ! " protested their mother 
 faintly as the boys proceeded to take all sorts 
 of liberties with the new arrival. 
 
 The door by which they had come opened 
 again, and a man's voice cried, half in fun : 
 
 " Why on earth are you youngsters making 
 this confounded row ? Be off to bed, or 
 you'll be sorry for it ! " 
 
 Reuben was standing under the light of a 
 lamp, a smile on his face, as he lifted little 
 red-haired Sidney from the ground and held 
 him suspended by his wide sailor-collar. 
 
 " It's Reuben, old Reuben come back ! " 
 cried the children. 
 
 An exclamation followed ; the door was 
 flung open wide ; Reuben set down the child 
 with a laugh and passed into the lighted 
 room. 
 
CHAPTER III. 
 
 How should Love, 
 Whom the cross-hghtnings of four chance-met eyes 
 Flash into fiery life from nothing, follow 
 Such dear familiarities of dawn ? 
 Seldom ; but when he does, Master of all. 
 
 Ayhner's Field. 
 
 The Leunigers' drawing-room, in which 
 Reuben now found himself, was a spacious 
 apartment, hung with primrose coloured 
 satin, furnished throughout in impeccable 
 Louis XV. and lighted with incandescent gas 
 from innumerable chandeliers and sconces. 
 Beyond, divided by a plush-draped alcove, 
 was a room of smaller size, where, at present, 
 could be discerned the intent, Semitic faces 
 of some half-dozen card-players. 
 
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i8 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 In the front room four or five young 
 people in evening dress were grouped, but 
 at Reuben's entrance they all came forward 
 with various exclamations of greeting. 
 
 " Thought you weren't coming back till 
 to-morrow ! " 
 
 " I shouldn't have known you ; you're as 
 brown as a berry ! " 
 
 " See the conquering hero comes ! " 
 
 This last from Rose Leuniger, a fat girl 
 of twenty, in a tight-fitting blue silk dress, 
 with the red hair and light eyes d Jieur de 
 tHe of her little brother. 
 
 " I am awfully glad to see you looking 
 so well, " added Leopold Leuniger, the 
 owner of the voice. 
 
 He was a short, slight person of one or 
 two-and-twenty, with a picturesque head 
 of markedly tribal character. 
 
 The dark, oval face, bright, melancholy 
 eyes, alternately dreamy and shrewd ; the 
 
III.] REUBEN SACHS. 19 
 
 charming, humorous smile, with its flash 
 of white even teeth, might have belonged 
 to some poet or musician, instead of to the 
 son of a successful Jewish stockbroker. 
 
 By his side stood a small, dark, gnome- 
 like creature, apparently entirely overpowered 
 by the rich, untidy garments she was wear- 
 ing. She was a girl, or woman, whose 
 age it would be difficult to determine, with 
 small, glittering eyes that outshone the 
 diamonds in her ears. 
 
 Her trailing gown of heavy flowered 
 brocade was made with an attempt at 
 picturesqueness ; an intention which was 
 further evidenced by the studied untidiness 
 of the tousled hair, and by the thick strings 
 of amber coiled round the lean brown neck. 
 
 This was Esther Kohnthal, the only 
 child of poor Kohnthal ; and, according 
 to her own account, the biggest heiress and 
 the ugliest woman in all Bayswater, 
 
 c 2 
 
20 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Shuffling up awkwardly behind her came 
 Ernest Leuniger, the eldest son of the 
 house, of whom it would be unfair to say 
 that he was an idiot. He was nervous, 
 delicate ; had a rooted aversion to society ; 
 and was obliged by his state of health 
 to spend the greater part of his time in 
 the country. 
 
 Esther used to shrug her shoulders and 
 smile shrewdly and unpleasantly whenever 
 this description of what she chose to con- 
 sider the family skeleton was given out 
 in her hearing ; she told every one, quite 
 frankly, that her own father was in a 
 madhouse. 
 
 Judith Quixano came up a little behind 
 the others, with a hesitation in her man- 
 ner which was new to her, and of which 
 she herself was unconscious. 
 
 She was twenty-two years of age, in the 
 very prime of her youth and beauty ; a 
 
III.] REUBEN SACHS. 21 
 
 tall, regal-looking creature, with an ex- 
 quisite dark head, features like those of 
 a face cut on gem or cameo, and wonder- 
 ful, lustrous, mournful eyes, entirely out 
 of keeping with the accepted characteristics 
 of their owner. 
 
 Her smooth, oval cheek glowed with 
 a rich, yet subdued, hue of perfect health ; 
 and her tight-fitting fashionable white 
 evening dress showed to advantage the 
 generous lines of a figure which was 
 distinguished for stateliness rather than 
 grace. 
 
 Reuben Sachs had looked straight at this 
 girl on entering the room ; but he shook 
 hands with her last of all, clasping her 
 fingers closely and searching her face 
 with his eyes. They were not cousins, 
 her relationship to the Leunigers coming 
 from the father's side ; but there had always 
 been between them a fiction of cousinship. 
 
22 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 which had made possible what is rare all 
 the world over, but rarer than ever in the 
 Jewish community — an intimacy between 
 young people of opposite sexes. 
 
 " I thought I had better come while I 
 could. We were before our time," said 
 Reuben as they sat down, the whole party 
 of them grouped close together, with the 
 exception of Ernest, who returned to his 
 solitaire board, a plaything which afforded 
 him perpetual occupation. After several 
 years of practice he had never arrived 
 at leaving the glass marble in solitary 
 state on the board ; but he lived in 
 hopes. 
 
 " While you could ! Before, in fact, 
 fashion had again claimed Mr. Reuben 
 Sachs for her own," cried Esther. 
 
 " I don't know about fashion," answered 
 Reuben with perfect good temper ; Esther 
 was Esther, and if you began to mind what 
 
III.] REUBEN SACHS. 23 
 
 she said, you would never know where to 
 stop ; " but there are a hundred things to 
 be attended to. I suppose every one is going 
 to the grandpater's feed to-morrow ? " 
 
 Every one was going ; then, turning to 
 Leo, Reuben said: "When do you go 
 up : 
 
 " Not till October 14th." 
 
 Leopold Leuniger was on the eve of 
 his third year at Cambridge. 
 
 " What have you been doing this Long ? " 
 
 " Oh .... staying about." 
 
 " Leo has been stopping with Lord 
 Norwood, but we are not allowed to mention 
 it," cried Rose in her loud, penetrating 
 voice, " in case it should seem that we 
 are proud." 
 
 Leo, who was passing through a sensitive 
 phase of his growth, winced visibly, and 
 Reuben said in a matter-of-fact way : " Oh, 
 by the by, I came across a cousin of Lord 
 
24 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Norwood's abroad — Lee-Harrison ; a curious 
 fellow, but a good fellow." 
 
 " A howling swell," added Esther, " with 
 a double-barrelled name." 
 
 " Exactly. But the point about him is 
 that he has gone over body and soul to 
 the Jewish community." 
 
 There was an ironical exclamation all 
 round. The Jews, the most clannish and 
 exclusive of peoples, the most keen to resent 
 outside criticism, can say hard things of 
 one another within the walls of the ghetto. 
 
 " He says himself, " went on Reuben, 
 " that he has a taste for relisrion. I believe 
 he flirted with the Holy Mother for some 
 years, but didn't get caught. Then he 
 joined a set of mystics, and lived for three 
 months on a mountain, somewhere in Asia 
 Minor. Now he has come round to thinking 
 Judaism the one religion, and has been 
 regularly received into the synagogue." 
 
HI.] REUBEN SACHS. 25 
 
 "And expects, no doubt," said Esther, 
 " to be rejoiced over as the one sinner that 
 repenteth. I hope you didn't shatter his 
 illusions by telling him that he would 
 more likely be considered a fool for his 
 pains : 
 
 Reuben laughed, and with an amused 
 expression on his now animated face went 
 on : " He has a seat in Berkeley Street, 
 and a brand new talith, but still he is not 
 happy. He complains that the Jews he 
 meets in society are unsatisfactory ; they 
 have no local colour. I said I thought 
 I could promise him a little local colour ; 
 I hope to have the pleasure of introducing 
 him to you all." 
 
 They all laughed with the exception of 
 Rose, who said, rather offended : " I don't 
 know about local colour. We don't wear 
 turbans." 
 
 Reuben put back his head, laughing a 
 
26 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 little, and seeking Judith's eyes for the 
 answering smile he knew he should find 
 there. 
 
 She had been keeping rather in the 
 background to-night, quietly but intensely 
 happy. 
 
 Reuben was back again ! How delight- 
 fully familiar was every tone, every inflection 
 of his voice ! And how well she knew 
 the changes of his face : the heavy dream- 
 iness, the imperturbable air of Eastern 
 gravity ; then lo ! the lifting of the mask ; 
 the flash and play of kindling features ; the 
 fire of speaking eyes ; the hundred lights 
 and shades of expression that she could 
 so well interpret. 
 
 " What do his people say to it all ? " 
 asked Leo. 
 
 " Lee- Harrison's ? Oh, I believe they 
 take it very sensibly. They say it's only 
 Bertie," answered Reuben, rising and hold- 
 
III.] REUBEN SACHS. 27 
 
 ing out his hand to his uncle, who sauntered 
 in from the card-room. 
 
 He was a short, stout, red-haired man, 
 closely resembling his daughter, and at the 
 present moment looked annoyed. The play 
 was high and he had been losing heavily. 
 
 " Let's have some music, Leo," he said, 
 flinging himself into an arm-chair at some 
 distance from the young people. Rose, who 
 was a skilled musician, went over to the 
 piano, and Leopold took his violin from its 
 case. 
 
 Reuben moved closer to Judith, and, 
 under cover of the violin tuning, they ex- 
 changed a few words, 
 
 " I can't tell you how glad I am to get 
 back." 
 
 " You look all the better for your trip. 
 But you must take care and not overdo it 
 again. It's bad policy." 
 
 " It is almost impossible not to." 
 
2 8 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 " But those committees and meetings and 
 things" (she smiled), ''surely they might 
 be cut down ? '' 
 
 " They are often very useful, indirectly, 
 to a man in my position," answered Reuben, 
 who had no intention of saying anything 
 cynical. 
 
 There was a good deal of genuine be- 
 nevolence in his nature, and an almost 
 insatiable energy. 
 
 He took naturally to the modern forms 
 of philanthropy : the committees, the 
 classes, the concerts and meetings. He 
 found indeed that they had their uses, 
 both social and political ; higher motives 
 for attending them were not wanting ; and 
 he liked them for their own sake besides. 
 Out-door sports he detested ; the pleasures 
 of dancing he had exhausted long ago ; 
 the practice of philanthropy provided a 
 vent for his many-sided energies. 
 
III.] REUBEN SACHS. 29 
 
 The tuning had come to an end by 
 now, and the musicians had taken up 
 their position. 
 
 Immediately silence fell upon the little 
 audience, broken only by the click of 
 counters, the crackle of a bank-note in the 
 room beyond ; and the sound of Ernest's soli- 
 taire balls as they dropped into their holes. 
 
 Mrs. Leuniger, at the first notes of the 
 tuning, had stolen in and taken up a 
 position near the door ; Esther had moved 
 to a further corner of the room, where she 
 lay buried in a deep lounge. 
 
 Then, all at once, the music broke 
 forth. The great, vulgar, over-decorated 
 room, with its garish lights, its stifling 
 fumes of gas, was filled with the sound 
 of dreams ; and over the keen faces stole, 
 like a softening mist, a far-away air of 
 dreamy sensuousness. The long, delicate 
 hands of the violinist, the dusky, sensitive 
 
30 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 face, as he bent lovingly over the 
 instrument, seemed to vibrate with the 
 strings over which he had such mastery. 
 
 The voice of a troubled soul cried out 
 to-night in Leo's music, whose accents 
 even the hard brilliance of his accompanist 
 failed to drown. 
 
 As the bow was drawn across the 
 strings for the last time, Ernest's solitaire 
 board fell to the ground with a crash, the 
 little balls of Venetian glass rolling audibly 
 in every direction. 
 
 The spell was broken ; every one rose, 
 and the card-players, who by this time 
 were hungry, came strolling in from the 
 other room. 
 
 Reuben found himself the centre of 
 much handshaking and congratulation on 
 his improved appearance. He was popular 
 with his relatives, enjoying his popularity 
 and accepting it gracefully. 
 
III.] REUBEN SACHS. 31 
 
 " No airs, like that stuck up Leo," the 
 aunts and uncles used to say. 
 
 " There's a spread in the dining-room ; 
 won't you stay ? " said Rose, as Reuben 
 held out his hand in farewell. 
 
 " Not to-night." He turned last of all to 
 Judith, who stood there silent, with smiling 
 eyes. 
 
 "To-morrow in Portland Place," he said, 
 clasping her hand with lingering fingers. 
 
 As he walked home in the warm 
 September night he had for once neither 
 ears nor eyes for the city pageant so dear 
 to him. 
 
 He heard and saw nothing but the 
 sound of Leo's violin, and the face of 
 Judith Quixano. 
 
CHAPTER IV. 
 
 The full sum of me 
 Is an untutored girl, unschooled, unpractised. 
 
 Merchant of Venice. 
 
 Judith Quixano had lived with the 
 Leunigers ever since she was fifteen years 
 old. 
 
 Her mother, Israel Leuniger's sister, 
 had been thought to do very well for 
 herself when she married Joshua Quixano, 
 who came of a family of Portuguese mer- 
 chants, the vieille noblesse of the Jewish 
 community. 
 
 That was before the days of Leuniger's 
 prosperity ; now here, as elsewhere, the 
 
IV.] REUBEN SACHS. 33 
 
 prestige of birth had dwindled, that of money 
 had increased. The Quixanos were a large 
 family, and they had grown poorer with the 
 years ; very gratefully did they welcome the 
 offer of the rich uncle to adopt their eldest 
 daughter. 
 
 So Judith had been borne away from 
 the little crowded house in a dreary 
 region lying somewhere between West- 
 bourne Park and Maida Vale to the 
 splendours of Kensington Palace Gardens. 
 
 Here she had shared everything with 
 her cousin Rose : the French and German 
 governesses, the expensive music lessons, 
 the useless, pretentious "finishing" lessons 
 from innumerable masters. 
 
 Later on, the girls, who were about of 
 an age, had gone together into such 
 society as their set afforded : and here, 
 again, no difference had been made 
 between them. The gowns and bonnets 
 
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34 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 of Rose were neither more splendid nor 
 more abundant than those of her poor 
 relation, nor her invitations to parties 
 more numerous. 
 
 Rose, it is true, had a fortune of 
 ;!^50,ooo ; but it was a matter of common 
 knowledge that her uncle would settle 
 ;^5000 on Judith when she married. 
 
 The cousins were good friends after a 
 fashion. Rose was a materialist to her 
 fingers' ends ; she was lacking in the 
 finer feelings, perhaps even in the finer 
 honesties. But on the other hand she 
 was easy to live with, good-tempered, 
 good-natured, high-spirited ; qualities which 
 cover a multitude of sins. 
 
 It will be seen that in their own fashion, 
 and according to their own lights, the 
 Leunigers had been very kind to Judith. 
 She had no ground for complaint ; nor indeed 
 was there anything but gratitude in her 
 
IV.] REUBEN SACHS. 35 
 
 thoughts of them. If, at times, she was dis- 
 contented, she was only vaguely aware of her 
 own discontent. To rail at fate, to cry out 
 against the gods, were amusements she left 
 to such people as Esther and Leo, for 
 whom, in her quiet way, she had consider- 
 able contempt. 
 
 But the life, the position, the atmosphere, 
 though she knew it not, were repressive 
 ones. This woman, with her beauty, her 
 intelligence, he^ power of feeling, saw 
 herself merely as one of a vast crowd 
 of girls awaiting their promotion by 
 marriage. 
 
 She had, it is true, the advantage of good 
 looks ; on the other hand she was, com- 
 paratively speaking, portionless ; and the 
 marriageable Jew, as Esther was fond of 
 saying, is even rarer and shyer than the 
 marrigeable Gentile. 
 
 To marry a Gentile would have been 
 
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36 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 quite out of the question for her. Mr. 
 Leuniger, thorough-going pagan as he was, 
 would have set his foot mercilessly on such 
 an arrangement ; it would not have seemed 
 to him respectable. He was no stickler 
 for forms and ceremonies; though while old 
 Solomon lived a certain amount of observ- 
 ance of them was necessary ; you need 
 only marry a Jew and be buried at Willesden 
 or Ball's Pond ; the rest would take care 
 of itself. 
 
 But, her uncle's views apart, Judith's 
 opportunities for uniting herself to an alien 
 were small. 
 
 The Leunigers had of course their Gentile 
 acquaintance, chiefly people of the sham 
 " smart," pseudo-fashionable variety, whose 
 parties at Bayswater or South Kensington 
 they attended. But the business of their 
 lives, its main interests, lay almost entirely 
 within the tribal limits. It was as Hebrews 
 
IV.] REUBEN SACHS. 37 
 
 of the Hebrews that Solomon Sachs and 
 his son-in-law took their stand. 
 
 In the Community, with its innumerable 
 trivial class differences, its sets within sets, 
 its fine-drawn distinctions of caste, utterly 
 incomprehensible to an outsider, they held a 
 good, though not the best position. They 
 were, as yet, socially on their promotion. The 
 Sachses and the Leunigers, in their elder 
 branches, troubled themselves, as we have 
 seen, little enough about their relations to 
 the outer world ; but the younger members of 
 the family, Reuben, Leo, even Adelaide and 
 Esther in their own crude fashion, showed 
 symptoms of a desire to strike out from the 
 tribal duck-pond into the wider and deeper 
 waters of society. Such symptoms, their 
 position and training considered, were of 
 course, inevitable ; and the elders looked on 
 with pride and approval, not understanding 
 indeed the full meaning of the change. 
 
38 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 But as for Judith Ouixano, and for many 
 women placed as she, it is difficult to con- 
 ceive a training, an existence, more curiously- 
 limited, more completely provincial than hers. 
 Her outlook on life was of the narrowest ; 
 of the world, of London, of society beyond 
 her own set, it may be said that she had 
 seen nothing at first hand ; had looked at it 
 all, not with her own eyes, but with the 
 eyes of Reuben Sachs. 
 
 She could scarcely remember the time 
 when she and Reuben had not been friends. 
 Ever since she was a little girl in the school- 
 room, and he a charming lad in his first 
 terms at the University, he had thought it 
 worth while to talk to her, to confide to 
 her his hopes, plans and ambitions ; to 
 direct her reading and lend her books. 
 
 Books were a luxury in the Leuniger 
 household. We all have our economies, even 
 the richest of us ; and the Leunigers, who 
 
IV.] REUBEN SACHS. 39 
 
 begrudged no money for food, clothes or 
 furniture, who went constantly into the 
 stalls of the theatre, without considering 
 the expense, regarded every shilling spent 
 on books as pure extravagance. 
 
 Reuben indeed was the only person who 
 had any conception of Judith's possibilities, 
 or, of those surrounding her, who even 
 estimated at its full her rich and stately 
 beauty. Their friendship, unusual enough 
 in a society which retains, in relation to 
 women at least, so many traces of orientalism, 
 had sprung up at first unnoticed in the 
 intimacy of family life. 
 
 It was not till the last year or two that it 
 had attracted any serious attention. Adelaide 
 Cohen openly did everything in her power 
 to check it ; and even Mrs. Sachs, with her 
 rooted belief in her son's discretion, her 
 conviction that he would never fail to act up 
 to his creed of doing the very best for 
 
40 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 himself, grew anxious at times, and was 
 almost glad of the chance which had sent 
 him off to the antipodes. 
 
 Aloud to her daughter, she scouted the 
 notion of any serious cause for alarm. 
 
 "It is for the girl's sake I am sorry. 
 That sort of thing does a girl a great deal 
 of harm. It is time she was married." 
 
 " She has no money. Very likely she won't 
 marry at all," cried Adelaide, who was 
 dyspeptic and subject to fits of bad temper. 
 
 Meanwhile Judith, acquiescent, receptive, 
 appreciative, took the good things this 
 friendship offered her, and shut her eyes 
 to the future. Not, as she believed, that 
 she ever for a moment deceived herself. 
 That would scarcely have been possible 
 in the atmosphere in which she 
 breathed. 
 
 She had known from the beginning, how 
 could she fail to know ? that Reuben must 
 
IV.] REUBEN SACHS. 41 
 
 do great things for himself in every relation 
 of life ; must ultimately climb to inaccessible 
 heights where she could not hope to follow. 
 
 Her pride and her humility went hand in 
 hand, and she prided herself on her own 
 good sense which made any mistake in the 
 matter impossible. And that he was so 
 sensible, was what she particularly admired 
 in Reuben. 
 
 Leo was clever, she knew ; and Esther 
 after a fashion ; but these two people had an 
 uncomfortable, eccentric, undignified method 
 of setting about things, from the way they 
 did their hair, upwards. 
 
 But Reuben had sacrificed none of his 
 dignity as a human being to his cleverness ; 
 he was eminently normal, though cleverer 
 than any one she knew. 
 
 For the long-haired type of man, the 
 professional person of genius, this thorough- 
 going Philistine, this conservative ingrain, 
 
42 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 had no tolerance whatever. She never 
 could understand the mania anions some of 
 the girls of her set, Rose Leuniger included, 
 for the second-rate actors, musicians, and 
 professional reciters with whom they came 
 into occasional contact at parties. 
 
 She had, it is seen, distinct if unformulated 
 notions as to the sanity of true genius. 
 
 And she herself ? She was so sensible, 
 oh, she was thoroughly sensible and matter- 
 of-fact ! 
 
 Esther fell in love half-a-dozen times a 
 season, loudly bewailing herself throughout. 
 Even Rose was not without her affairs de 
 ccEur ; but she, Judith, was utterly free from 
 such sentimental aberrations. 
 
 That was why perhaps a man like Reuben, 
 who had not much opinion of women in 
 general, considering them creatures easily 
 snared, should find it possible to make a 
 friend of her. 
 
IV.] REUBEN SACHS. 43 
 
 She understood perfectly Adelaide's snubs, 
 Mrs. Sachs's repressive attitude, Esther's 
 clumsily veiled warnings. 
 
 She understood and was indiofnant. Did 
 they think her such a fool ; a person in- 
 capable of friendship with a man without 
 misinterpretation of his motives ? 
 
 But Reuben knew that it was not so ; 
 and therein of course lay her strength and 
 her consolation. 
 
 It was this openly matter-of-fact attitude 
 of hers which had not only added piquancy 
 to his intercourse with her, but had made 
 Reuben less careful with her than he would 
 otherwise have been. 
 
 He had no wish to hurt the girl, either as 
 regarded her feelings or her prospects ; nor 
 was the danger, he told himself, a serious 
 one. 
 
 She liked him immensely, of course, but 
 she was unsentimental, like most women of 
 
44 REUBEN SACHS. [ch. iv. 
 
 her race, and would settle down happily 
 enough when the time came. 
 
 He told himself these things with a secret, 
 pleasant consciousness of a subtler element 
 in their relationship ; of unsounded depths 
 in the nature of this girl who trusted him so 
 completely, and whom he had so completely 
 in hand. Nor did he hide from himself that 
 she charmed him and pleased his taste as no 
 other woman had ever done. 
 
 A man does not so easily deceive himself 
 in these matters, and during the last year or 
 two he had been fully aware of a quickening 
 in his sentiments towards her. 
 
 Yes, Reuben knew by now that he 
 was in love with Judith Ouixano. The 
 situation was full of delights, of dangers, 
 of pains and pleasantnesses. 
 
 A disturbing element in the serene course 
 of his existence, it added a charm to existence 
 of which he was in no haste to be rid. 
 
CHAPTER V. 
 
 Quand il palit un soir, et que sa voix tremblante 
 S'eteignit tout a coup dans un mot commence ; 
 Quand ses yeux, soulevant leur paupiere brulante, 
 Me blesserent d'un mal dont je le cms blesse ; 
 
 II n'aimait pas — ^j'aimais. 
 
 M. Desbordes Valmore. 
 
 Old Solomon Sachs awaited his guests in 
 the drawing-room of his house in Portland 
 Place. 
 
 It was the night after Reuben's 
 arrival, in honour of which the feast was 
 given. 
 
 Such feasts were by no means rare events, 
 the old man liking to assemble his family 
 
46 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 round him in true patriarchal fashion. As 
 for the family, it always grumbled and 
 always went. 
 
 He was a short, sturdy-looking man, with 
 a flowing white beard, which added size to 
 a head already out of all proportion to the 
 rest of him. The enormous face was 
 both powerful and shrewd ; there was power 
 too in the coarse, square hands, in the 
 square, firmly-planted feet. 
 
 You saw at a glance that he was blest 
 with that fitness of which survival is the 
 inevitable reward. 
 
 He wore a skull-cap, and, at the present 
 moment, was pacing the room, performing 
 what seemed to be an incantation in He- 
 brew below his breath. 
 
 As a matter of fact, he was saying his 
 prayers, an occupation which helped him to 
 get rid of a great deal of his time, which 
 hung heavily on his hands, now that age 
 
v.] REUBEN SACHS. 47 
 
 had disabled him from active service on the 
 Stock Exchange. 
 
 His daughter Rebecca, a woman far 
 advanced in middle-Hfe, stitched drearily at 
 some fancy-work by the fire. She was un- 
 married, and hated the position with the 
 frank hatred of the women of her race, for 
 whom it is a peculiarly unenviable one. 
 
 Reuben's mother, her daughter and son- 
 in-law, were the first to arrive. 
 
 Old Solomon shook hands with them, still 
 continuing his muttered devotions, and they 
 received in silence a greeting to which they 
 were too much accustomed to consider in 
 any way remarkable. 
 
 " Grandpapa saying his prayers," was 
 an everyday phenomenon. Perhaps the 
 younger members of the party remem- 
 bered that it had never been allowed 
 to interfere with the production of cake ; 
 the generous slices had not been less 
 
48 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 welcome from the fact that they must be 
 eaten without acknowledgment. 
 
 Montague Cohen, Adelaide Sachs's hus- 
 band, belonged to that rapidly dwindling 
 section of the Community which attaches 
 importance to the observation of the Mosaic 
 and Rabbinical laws in various minute points. 
 
 He would have half-starved himself sooner 
 than eat meat killed according to Gentile 
 fashion, or leavened bread in the Passover 
 week. 
 
 Adelaide chafed at the restrictions imposed 
 by this constant making clean of the outside 
 of the cup and platter ; but it was a point on 
 which her husband, amenable in everything 
 else, remained firm. 
 
 He was an anaemic young man, destitute 
 of the more brilliant qualities of his race, 
 with a rooted belief in himself and every 
 thing that belonged to him. 
 
 He was proud of his house, his wife and 
 
V.J REUBEN SACHS. 49 
 
 his children. He was proud, Heaven knows 
 why, of his personal appearance, his mental 
 qualities, and his sex; this last to an even 
 greater extent than most men of his race, with 
 whom pride of sex is a characteristic quality. 
 
 " Blessed art Thou, O Lord my God, who 
 hast not made me a woman." 
 
 No prayer goes up from the synagogue 
 with greater fervour than this. 
 
 This fact notwithstanding, it must be 
 acknowledged that, save in the one matter of 
 religious observation, Montague Cohen was 
 led by the nose by his wife, whose intelligence 
 and vitality far exceeded his own. Borne 
 along in her wake, he passed his life in 
 pursuit of a shadow which is called social 
 advancement ; going uncomplainingly over 
 quagmires, into stony places, up and down 
 uncomfortable declivities ; following patiently 
 and faithfully wherever the restless, energetic 
 Adelaide led. 
 
50 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Esther and her mother were the next to 
 arrive. Mrs. Kohnthal was old Solomon's 
 eldest child, a stout, dark, exuberant-looking 
 woman, between whom and her daughter was 
 waged a constant feud. 
 
 The whole party of the Leunigers, with 
 the exception of Ernest, who never dined 
 out, was not long in following : Mrs. 
 Leuniger, dejected, monosyllabic, untidy 
 as usual ; Mr. Leuniger, cheerful, pompous, 
 important ; Rose, loud-voiced, overdressed, 
 good-tempered ; Judith, blooming, stately, 
 calm, in her fashionable gown, which 
 assorted oddly, a close observer might have 
 thought, with the exotic nature of her 
 beauty. Leo dragged in mournfully in 
 the rear of his party ; he was in one of 
 his worst moods. He hated these family 
 gatherings, and had only been prevailed 
 on with great difficulty to put in an 
 appearance. 
 
v.] REUBEN SACHS. 51 
 
 " We are all here," cried Adelaide, when 
 greetings had been exchanged, " with the 
 exception of the hero of the feast." 
 
 "Who has evidently," added Esther, "a 
 sense of dramatic propriety." 
 
 " Reuben is at his club," explained Mrs. 
 Sachs, looking under her eyelids at Judith, 
 who had taken a seat opposite her. 
 
 She admired the girl immensely, and 
 at the bottom of her heart was fond 
 of her. 
 
 Judith, on her part, would have found it 
 hard to define her feelings towards Mrs. 
 Sachs. 
 
 With Reuben she was always calm ; in his 
 mother's presence she was conscious of a 
 strange agitation, of the stirrings of an 
 emotion which was neither love, nor hate, 
 nor fear, but which perhaps was compounded 
 of all three. 
 
 They had not long to w^ait before the door 
 
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52 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 was thrown open and the person expected 
 entered. 
 
 He came straight across the room to old 
 Solomon, a vivifying presence — Reuben 
 Sachs, with his bad figure, awkward move- 
 ments, and charming face, which wore to- 
 night its air of greatest alertness. 
 
 The old man, who had finished his prayers 
 and taken off his cap, greeted the new- 
 comer with something like emotion. Solomon 
 Sachs, if report be true, had been a hard man 
 in his dealings with the world ; never over- 
 stepping the line of legal honesty, but taking 
 an advantage wherever he could do so with 
 impunity. 
 
 But to his own kindred he had always been 
 generous ; the ties of race, of family, were 
 strong with him. His love for his children had 
 been the romance of an eminently unromantic 
 career ; and the death of his favourite son, 
 Reuben's father, had been a grief whose 
 
v.] REUBEN SACHS. 53 
 
 marks he would bear to his own dying 
 day. 
 
 Something of the love for the father had 
 been transferred to the son, and Reuben stood 
 high in the old man's favour. 
 
 The greater subtlety of ambition which 
 had made him while, comparatively speaking, 
 a poor man, prefer the chances of a profes- 
 sional career to the certainties of a good berth 
 in Capel Court, appealed to some kindred 
 feeling, had set vibrating some responsive 
 cord in his grandfather's breast. Such 
 a personality as Reuben's seemed the 
 crowning splendour of that structure of 
 gold which it had been his life-work to 
 build up ; a luxury only to be afforded by 
 the rich. 
 
 For poor Leo's attainments, his violin- 
 playing, his classical scholarship, he had no 
 respect whatever. 
 
 They went down to dinner without 
 
54 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 ceremony, taking their places, for the most 
 part, as chance directed ; Reuben sitting 
 next to old Solomon, on the side of his 
 best ear ; Judith at the far end of the table 
 opposite. 
 
 Conversation flagged, as it inevitably did 
 at these family gatherings, until after the 
 meal, when crabbed age and youth, separat- 
 ing by mutual consent, would grow loquacious 
 enough in their respective circles. 
 
 Reuben, his voice raised, but not raised too 
 much, for his grandfather's benefit, recounted 
 the main incidents of his recent travels, 
 while doing ample justice to the excellent 
 meal set before him. 
 
 It might have been thought that he did 
 not show to advantage under the circum- 
 stances ; that his introduction of "good" 
 names, and of his own familiarity with their 
 bearers was a little too frequent, too ob- 
 trusive ; that altogether there was an 
 
v.] UEUEEN SACHS. 55 
 
 unpleasant flavour of brag about the whole 
 narration. 
 
 Esther smiled meaningly and lifted her 
 shoulders. Leo frowned and winced per- 
 ceptibly, his taste offended to nausea ; there 
 were times when the coarser strands woven 
 into the bright woof of his cousin's person- 
 ality affected him like a harsh sound or evil 
 odour. 
 
 But, these two cavillers apart, Reuben 
 understood his audience. 
 
 Old Solomon listened attentively, nodding 
 his great head from time to time with 
 satisfaction ; Mrs. Sachs, while apparently 
 absorbed in her dinner, never lost a word 
 of the beloved voice ; Monty and Adelaide 
 who, when all is said, were naive creatures, 
 were frankly impressed, and revelled in a sense 
 of reflected glory. 
 
 As for Judith, shall it be blamed her if she 
 saw no fault ? She sat there silent, now and 
 
56 r^.EUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 then lifting her eyes to the far-off corner of 
 the table where Reuben was, divided between 
 admiration and that unacknowledged sense 
 of terror which came over her whenever the 
 fact of Reuben's growing importance was 
 brought home to her. Shall it be blamed 
 her, I say, that she saw no fault, she who, 
 where others were concerned, had sense 
 of humour and critical faculty enough ? 
 Shall it be blamed her that she had a 
 kindness for everything he said and every- 
 thing he did ; that he was the king and could 
 do no wrong ? 
 
 Only once during the meal did their eyes 
 meet, then he smiled quietly, almost imper- 
 ceptibly — a smile for her alone. 
 
 " Mr. Lee-Harrison," said Adelaide, 
 stretching forward her sallow, eager, in- 
 quisitive face, on either side of which the 
 diamonds shone like lamps, and plunging 
 her dark, ring-laden fingers into a dish of 
 
v.] REUBEN SACHS. 57 
 
 olives as she spoke ; " Mr. Lee-Harrison was 
 staying at our hotel one year at Pontresina. 
 He was a High Churchman in those days, and 
 hardly knew a Jew from a Mohammedan." 
 
 " He is a cousin of Lord Norwood's," 
 added Monty, who cultivated the acquaint- 
 ance of the peerage through the pages of 
 Trztth. After several years' study of that 
 periodical he was beginning to feel on inti- 
 mate terms with many of the distinguished 
 people who figure weekly therein. 
 
 " A friend of yours, Leo ! " cried Adelaide 
 nodding across to her cousin. 
 
 She had a great respect for the lad, who 
 affected to despise class distinctions, but 
 succeeded in getting himself invited to 
 such " good " houses, 
 
 " I know Lord Norwood," answered Leo 
 with an impassive air, that caused Reuben 
 to smile under his moustache. 
 
 " He was at this year's Academy private 
 
58 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 view, don't you remember, Monty, with that 
 sister of his, Lady Geraldine ? " went on 
 Adelaide, undisturbed. 
 
 "They are both often to be seen at San- 
 down," chimed in the faithful Monty, " and 
 at Kempton," 
 
 The Montague Cohens, those two inde- 
 fatigable Peris at the gate, patronized art, 
 and never missed a private view ; patronized 
 the turf, and at every race-meeting, with 
 any pretensions to "smartness," were 
 familiar fiorures. 
 
 There was but a brief separation of the 
 sexes at the end of dinner, the whole party 
 within a short space of time adjourning to the 
 ugly, old-fashioned splendours of the drawing- 
 room, where card-playing went on as usual. 
 
 A game of whist was got up among the 
 elders for the benefit of old Solomon, the 
 others preferring to embark on the excitements 
 of Polish bank with the exception of Leo, 
 
v.] REUBEN SACHS. 59 
 
 who never played cards, and Judith, who 
 was anxious to finish a piece of embroidery 
 she was preparing for her mother's birthday. 
 
 Reuben, who had dutifully offered himself 
 as a whist-player and been cut out, 
 lingered a few moments, divided between 
 the expediency of challenging fortune at 
 Polish bank, and the pleasantness of joining 
 the girlish figure at the far end of the 
 room. 
 
 ' Adelaide, shufiling her cards with deft, 
 accustomed fingers, looked up and read 
 something of his indecision in her brother's 
 face. 
 
 " There's a place here, Reuben," she 
 called out, drawing her silken skirts from 
 a chair on to which they had over- 
 flowed. 
 
 She was not a person of tact ; her 
 remark, and the tone of it, turned the 
 balance. 
 
6o REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 " No, thanks," said Reuben, dropping 
 his Hds and assuming his most imperturb- 
 able air. 
 
 It was not his custom to single out Judith 
 for his attentions at these family gatherings, 
 but to-night some irresistible magnetism drew 
 him towards her. It only wanted that little 
 goad from Adelaide to send him deliberately 
 to the ottoman where she sat at work, her 
 beautiful head bent over the many-coloured 
 embroidery. 
 
 Leo, lounging discontentedly a few paces 
 off, with something of the air of a petulant 
 child who is ashamed of itself, twisted a 
 bit of silk in his lonsf brown finofers and 
 hummed the air of IcJi grollc nicht below 
 his breath. 
 
 " Judith," said Reuben, taking a seat 
 very close beside her and looking straight 
 at her face, " poor Ronaldson, the member 
 for St. Baldwin's, is dangerously ill." 
 
v.] REUBEN SACHS. 6i 
 
 She looked up eagerly. 
 
 " Then you will be asked to stand ? " 
 
 He smiled ; partly at her readiness of 
 comprehension, partly at the frank, feminine 
 hard-heartedness which realizes nothing 
 beyond the circle of its own affections. 
 
 " You mustn't kill him off in that 
 summary fashion, poor fellow." 
 
 " I meant, of course, if he should die." 
 
 " Under those circumstances I believe 
 they will ask me to stand. That's the 
 beauty of you, Judith," he added, half- 
 serlously, half jestingly, " one never has 
 to waste one's breath with needless ex- 
 planation." 
 
 She blushed, and smiled naively at the 
 little compliment with its studied uncouth- 
 ness. 
 
 There was somethino- inconcrruous in the 
 girl's rich and stately beauty, in the deep, 
 serious gaze of the wonderful eyes, the 
 
62 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 severe, almost tragic lines of the head and 
 face, with her total lack of manner, her 
 little, abrupt, simple air, her apparent utter 
 unconsciousness of her own value and im- 
 portance as a young and beautiful woman. 
 
 " Judith is not a woman of the world, 
 certainly," Reuben had said on one 
 occasion, in reply to a criticism of his 
 sister's ; " but neither is she a bad imita- 
 tion of one." And Adelaide, scenting a 
 brotherly sarcasm, had allowed the subject 
 to drop. 
 
 Leo, who had broken his bit of silk and 
 hummed his song to the end, rose at this 
 point, and went from the room without a 
 word. 
 
 " Leo is in one of his moods," said 
 Judith looking after him. " I am sure I 
 don't know what is the matter with him." 
 
 Reuben, who understood perhaps more 
 of Leopold's state of mind than any one 
 
v.] REUBEN SACHS. 63 
 
 suspected, of the struggles with himself, 
 the revolt against his surroundings which 
 the lad was undergoing, answered slowly : 
 " He is in a ticklish stage of his growth. 
 Horribly unpleasant, I grant you. But I 
 like the boy, though he regards me at 
 present as an incarnation of the seven 
 deadly sins," 
 
 " You know he is very fond of you." 
 
 " That may be. All the same, he thinks 
 I keep a golden calf in my bedroom for 
 purposes of devotion." 
 
 Judith laughed, and Reuben, his face 
 very close to hers, said : " Can you keep 
 a secret ? " 
 
 " You know best." 
 
 " Well, that poor boy is head over heels 
 in love with Lord Norwood's sister." 
 
 She looked up with her most matter-of- 
 fact air. 
 
 "He will have to get over thai!" 
 
64 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 "Judith!" cried Reuben, piqued, pro- 
 voked, inflamed by her manner; " I believe 
 there isn't one grain of sentiment in your 
 whole composition. Oh, I know it's a fine 
 thing to be calm and cool and have one's self 
 well in hand, but a woman is not always 
 the worse for such a weakness as possess- 
 ing a heart." 
 
 There was a note in his voice new to 
 her ; a look in the brown depths of his 
 eyes as they met hers which she had 
 never seen there before. It seemed to her 
 that voice and eyes entreated her, cried to 
 her for mercy ; that a wonderful answering 
 emotion of pity stirred in her own breast. 
 
 A moment they sat there looking at 
 one another, then came a rustle of skirts, 
 the sound of a penetrating, familiar voice, 
 and Adelaide was sitting beside them. 
 She had lost her part in the game for the 
 time being, and, full of sisterly solicitude, 
 
v.] REUBEN SACHS. 65 
 
 had borne down on the pair with the 
 object of interrupting that dangerous tete-ct- 
 tHe. 
 
 " Reuben," she cried gaily, " I want 
 you to dine with me to-morrow." 
 
 " I don't know that I can," he answered 
 ungraciously, the mask of apathy falling 
 over his features which a moment before 
 had been instinct with life. 
 
 " Caroline Cardozo is coming. She has 
 ;^50,ooo, and will have more when her 
 father dies. You see," turning to Judith, 
 " I am a good sister, and do not forget 
 my duty." 
 
 Judith made some commonplace rejoinder, 
 and went on stitching, outwardly calm. 
 
 Reuben, bitterly annoyed, tugged at the 
 silks in the basket with those broad, 
 square hands of his, which, in spite of 
 their superior delicacy, were so much like 
 his grandfather's. 
 
 F 
 
66 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 " And, by the by," went on Adelaide, 
 nothing daunted, "you must bring Mr. 
 Lee- Harrison to see me, and then I can 
 ask him to dinner." 
 
 " I don't know about that," answered 
 Reuben slowly, looking at her from under 
 his eyelids ; "he might swallow your Jews ; 
 he walks by faith as regards them just at 
 present. But as for the rest — a man 
 doesn't care to meet bad imitations of the 
 people of his own set, does he ? " 
 
 Having planted this poisoned shaft, and 
 feeling rather ashamed of himself, Reuben 
 rose sullenly and went to the card-table, 
 where Rose was winning steadily, and 
 Esther, who always sat down reluctantly 
 and ended by giving herself up completely 
 to the excitement of the game, fingered 
 with flushed cheeks her own diminishing 
 hoard. 
 
 Adelaide and Judith, each in her way 
 
v.] REUBEN SACHS. 67 
 
 shocked at this outburst of bad temper 
 from the urbane Reuben, plunged into 
 lame and awkward conversation. Only 
 somewhere in the hidden depths of Judith's 
 being a voice was singing of triumph and 
 delieht 
 
 F 2 
 
CHAPTER VI. 
 
 He had a gentle, yet aspiring mind ; 
 Just, innocent, with varied learning fed. 
 
 Shelley : Prince Athanase. 
 
 Judith rose early the next morning and 
 put the finishing touches to her embroidery. 
 It was her mother's birthday, and she had 
 planned going to the Walterton Road after 
 breakfast with her gift. 
 
 But Rose claimed her for purposes of 
 shopping, and the two girls set out together 
 for the region of Westbourne Grove. It 
 was a delicious autumn morning ; Whiteley's 
 was thronged with familiar, sunburnt faces, 
 and greetings were exchanged on all sides. 
 
CH. VI.] REUBEN SACHS. 69 
 
 The Community had come back in a body 
 from country and seaside, in time for the 
 impending religious festivals ; the feast of 
 the New Year would be celebrated the 
 next week, and the great fast, or Day of 
 Atonement, some ten days later. 
 
 " How glad every one is to get back," 
 cried Rose. " I know I hate the country ; 
 so do most people, only it isn't the fashion 
 to say so." 
 
 And she nodded in passing to Adelaide, 
 who, with her gloves off, was intently com- 
 paring the respective merits of some dress 
 lengths in brocaded velvet. 
 
 Judith smiled rather dreamily, and re- 
 marked that they had better go first to 
 the glove-department, that for the sale of 
 dress-materials, for which they were bound, 
 being so hopelessly overcrowded. 
 
 " Very well," cried Rose. Then, in an 
 undertone: "Look the other way; there's 
 
70 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Netta Sachs. What a howling cad ! " as 
 a bouncing, gaily attired daughter of Shem 
 passed them In the throng. 
 
 Rose was in her element ; she was an 
 excellent shopping-woman, loving a bargain 
 for its own sake, grudging no time to the 
 matching of colours and such patience- 
 trying operations, going through the busi- 
 ness from beginning to end with a whole- 
 hearted enjoyment that was good to see. 
 
 Judith, who had all a pretty girl's interest 
 in dress, and was generally willing enough 
 for such expeditions, followed her cousin 
 from counter to counter, with a little amiable 
 air of abstraction. 
 
 Was there some magic In the autumn 
 morning, some intoxication in the hazy, 
 gold-coloured air, that she, the practical, 
 sensible Judith, went about like a hashish- 
 eater under the first delightful influence of 
 the dangerous drug ? 
 
VI.] REUBEN SACHS. 71 
 
 " What a crowd ! " ejaculated Adelaide, 
 coming up to them as she turned from the con- 
 templation of some cheap ribbons in a basket. 
 
 She had, to the full, the gregarious 
 instincts of her race, and Whiteley's was 
 her happy hunting-ground. Here, on this 
 neutral territory, where Bayswater nodded 
 to Maida Vale, and South Kensington 
 took Bayswater by the hand, here could 
 her boundless curiosity be gratified, here 
 could her love of gossip have free play. 
 
 " We are going to get some lunch," said 
 Rose, moving off ; "Judith has to go and 
 see her people." 
 
 She, too, loved the social aspects of the 
 place no less than its business ones. Her 
 pale, prominent, sleepy eyes, under their 
 heavy white lids, saw quite as much and 
 as quickly as Adelaide's dancing, glitter- 
 ing, hard little organs of vision. 
 
 The girls lunched in the refreshment room. 
 
72 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 havinof obtained leave of absence from the 
 family meal, then set out together from the 
 shop. 
 
 At the corner of Westbourne Grove they 
 parted, Rose going towards home, Judith 
 committing herself to a large blue omnibus. 
 
 The Walterton Road is a dreary thorough- 
 fare, which, in respect of unloveliness, if not 
 of length, leaves Harley Street, condemned 
 of the poet, far behind. 
 
 It is lined on either side with little 
 sordid gray houses, characterized by tall 
 flights of steps and bow-windows, these 
 latter having for frequent adornment cards 
 proclaiming the practice of various humble 
 occupations, from the letting of lodgings to 
 the tuning of pianos. 
 
 About half way up the street Judith 
 stopped the omnibus, and mounted the 
 steps to a house some degrees less dreary- 
 looking than the majority of its neighbours. 
 
VI.] REUBEN SACHS. 73 
 
 Fresh white curtains hungf in the clean 
 windows, while steps, scraper and door- 
 bell bore witness to the hand of labour. 
 
 Mrs. Ouixano herself opened the door 
 to her daughter, and drew her by the hand 
 into the sitting-room, across the little hall 
 to which still clung the odour of the mid- 
 day mutton. 
 
 " Many happy returns of the day, mamma," 
 said Judith, kissing her and offering her 
 parcel. 
 
 " I am sure it is very good of you to 
 remember, my dear,'"' answered her mother^ 
 leaning back in her chair and taking in 
 every detail of the girl's appearance ; her 
 gown, her bonnet, the tinge of sunburn on 
 her fresh young cheek, a certain indescrib- 
 able air of softness, of maidenliness which 
 was hers to-day. 
 
 Israel Leuniger's sister was a stout, 
 comely woman of middle-age ; red-haired, 
 
74 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 white-skinned, plump, with a projecting 
 under-Hp and comfortable double chin. 
 
 She was disappointed with her life, but 
 she made the best of it ; loving her 
 husband, though unable to sympathize with 
 him ; planning, working unremittingly for 
 her six children ; extracting the utmost 
 benefit from the narrowest of means ; a 
 capable person who did her duty according 
 to her own lights. 
 
 " So Reuben Sachs has come back," she 
 said, after some conversation. 
 
 Judith glanced up quickly with a bright, 
 gentle look. 
 
 " Yes, and he is ever so much better ; 
 quite himself again." 
 
 Mrs. Ouixano o-rumbled some inarticu- 
 late reply. Personally, she would not have 
 been sorry if he had failed to return from 
 the antipodes. 
 
 As may be imagined, she had been one 
 
VI.] REUBEN . SACHS. 75 
 
 of the first people whom the gossip about 
 Reuben and her daughter had reached. 
 
 She had begun to be jealously conscious 
 that there was no one to protect Judith's 
 Interests ; that, after all, it might have 
 been better for the girl to take her chance in 
 the Walterton Road, than waste her time 
 among a set of people too greedy or too 
 ambitious to marry her. 
 
 Twenty-two, and no sign of a husband ; 
 only a troublesome flirtation that kept 
 off the rest of the world, and was not 
 in the least likely to end in anything but 
 smoke. 
 
 And yet, thought Mrs. Ouixano, with a 
 sudden burst of maternal pride and indig- 
 nation, any man might be proud of such 
 a wife. 
 
 With her beauty, her health, and her air 
 of breeding, surely she was good enough, 
 and more than good enough, for such a 
 
76 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 man as Reuben Sachs, his enormous pre- 
 tensions, and those of his family on his 
 behalf notwithstanding ? 
 
 The door opened presently to admit two 
 little dark-eyed, foreign-looking children — ■ 
 children such as Murillo loved to paint — 
 who had just returned from a walk with a 
 very juvenile nursemaid. 
 
 They were Judith's youngest brothers, 
 and as she knelt on the floor with her 
 arm round one of them, administering 
 chocolate and burnt almonds, she was con- 
 scious of a new tenderness, of a strange 
 yearning affection for them in her heart. 
 
 " The girls will be so sorry to miss seeing 
 you," said Mrs. Ouixano, taking in the 
 picture before her with her shrewd 
 glance ; " they are at the High School, 
 and Jack, of course, is in the City." 
 
 Jack Ouixano, the eldest of the family, 
 was also its chief hope and pride. 
 
VI.] REUBEN SACHS. 77 
 
 He had taken to finance as a duck to 
 water, and from the humblest of berths- 
 at Sachs and Co.'s, had risen in a few 
 years to the proud position of authorized 
 clerk. 
 
 It had been evident, almost from the 
 cradle, that he had inherited the true 
 Leuniger ambition and determination to 
 get on in the world, qualities which had 
 shone forth so conspicuously in the case of 
 his uncle Israel, and, unlike the ambition 
 and determination of the Sachs family, were 
 unrelieved by any touch of imagination or 
 self-criticism. 
 
 " It is disappointing not to see the girls," 
 answered Judith, who was fond of her 
 sisters, when she remembered them. " But 
 papa, he is at home ? I shall not be dis- 
 turbing him ? " 
 
 A moment later she was standingf with 
 her hand on the door of the room at the 
 
78 REUBEN SACHS. . [chap. 
 
 back of the house, where her father was 
 accustomed to pass his time. 
 
 Turning the handle, in obedience to a 
 voice from within, she entered slowly, a 
 suggestion of shyness and reluctance in 
 her manner, and found herself in a tiny 
 apartment, into which the afternoon sun 
 was streaming. It was lined and littered 
 with books, all of them dusty and many 
 dilapidated. 
 
 From the midst of this confusion of dust 
 and sunlight rose a tall, lean, shabby figure : 
 a middle-aged man, with stooping shoulders, 
 a very dark skin, dark, straight, lank hair, 
 growing close round the cheek-bones, deep- 
 set eyes, and long features. 
 
 "Why, Judith, my dear," he said, with his 
 vague, pleasant smile, as she came forward 
 and submitted her fresh cheek to his lips. 
 
 " I hope I don't disturb you, papa. And 
 how is the treatise getting on ? " 
 
VI.] REUBEN SACHS. 79 
 
 He shook his head and smiled, and 
 Judith was content with this for an answer. 
 She only asked after the treatise from 
 politeness, not from any interest in the 
 subject. 
 
 Long ago in Portugal there had been 
 Quixanos doctors and scholars of dis- 
 tinction. When Joshua Quixano had 
 been stranded high and dry by the tides 
 of modern commercial competition, he had 
 reverted to the ancestral pursuits, and 
 for many years had devoted himself 
 to collecting the materials for a mono- 
 graph on the Jews of Spain and 
 Portugal. 
 
 Absorbed in close and curious learning, 
 in strange genealogical lore, full of a simple, 
 abstract, unthinking piety, he let the world 
 and life go by unheeded. 
 
 Judith remained with her father for some 
 ten minutes. Conversation between them 
 
8o REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 was never an easy matter, yet there was 
 affection on both sides. 
 
 Ouixano's manners and customs were 
 accepted facts, unalterable as natural laws, 
 over which his children had never puzzled 
 themselves. Some of them indeed had 
 inherited to some extent the paternal tem- 
 perament, but in most cases it had been 
 overborne by the greater vitality of the 
 Leunigers. But to-day the dusty scholar's 
 room, the dusty scholar, struck Judith with 
 a new force. She looked about her wistfully, 
 from the book-laden shelves, the paper- 
 strewn tables, to her father's face and eyes, 
 whence shone forth clear and frank his spirit 
 — one of the pure spirits of this world. 
 
 When Judith reached home it was already 
 dusk, and afternoon tea was going on in 
 the morning-room. 
 
 Mrs. Leuniger was absent, and Rose 
 
VI.] REUBEN SACHS. 8i 
 
 officiated at the tea-table, while Adelaide, 
 her feet on the fender, her gloves off, was 
 preparing for herself an attack of indigestion 
 with unlimited muffins and strong tea. 
 
 She had been paying calls in the neigh- 
 bourhood, clad in the proof-mail of her very- 
 best manners, an uncomfortable garment 
 which she had now thrown off, and was 
 reclining, metaphorically speaking, in dress- 
 ing-gown and slippers. 
 
 A burst of laughter from both young 
 women greeted Judith's ears as she entered. 
 
 " How late you are," cried Rose. " What 
 filial piety ! " 
 
 Judith knelt down by the fire smiling, 
 and took her part with spirit in the girlish 
 jokes and gossip. 
 
 It was six o'clock before Adelaide rose 
 to go, by which time the attack of indi- 
 gestion had set in. Her vivacity died out 
 suddenly ; her features looked thick, strained, 
 
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82 REUBEN SACHS. [ch. vi. 
 
 and lifeless ; her sallow skin took a positively 
 orange tinge. 
 
 " Dear me," she cried ill-temperedly, " I 
 had no idea it was so late. I must fly. I 
 have one or two people dining with me 
 to-night : the Cardozos, the Hanbury- 
 ffrenches — oh, and Reuben finds he can 
 come." 
 
 Judith felt suddenly as though a chill 
 wind had struck her ; but she called out 
 gaily to Rose, who was escorting Adelaide 
 to the door, that there was time before 
 dinner to practise the new duet. 
 
CHAPTER VII. 
 
 On this day shall He make an atonement for you, to 
 purify you ; you shall be clean from all your sins. 
 Leviticus xvi. 30. 
 
 Herbert, or, as he was generally spoken 
 of, Bertie Lee- Harrison, called at Lancaster 
 Gate on the day of the New Year, to make 
 acquaintance with Reuben's people and offer 
 his best wishes for the year 564-. 
 
 He was a small, fair, fluent person, very 
 carefully dressed, assiduously polite, and 
 bearing on his amiable, commonplace, neatly 
 modelled little face no traces of the spiritual 
 conflict which any one knowing his history 
 might have supposed him to have passed 
 through. 
 
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84 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Esther, who happened to be calling on 
 her aunt at the time of Bertie's visit, classi- 
 fied him at once as an intelligent fool ; 
 but Adelaide professed herself delighted 
 with the little man, and had had the joy of 
 informing him that she had once met his 
 sister, Lady Kemys, at a garden-party. 
 
 " Lady Kemys is charming," Reuben said 
 when the matter was beino- discussed. " Sir 
 Nicholas, too, is a good fellow. They have 
 a place some miles out of St. Baldwin's." 
 
 His mind ran a good deal on St. Baldwin's 
 in these days, and on poor Ronaldson, its 
 Conservative member, lying hopelessly ill in 
 Grosvenor Place. 
 
 Reuben, it may be added, was true to the 
 traditions of his race, and wore the primrose ; 
 while Leo, who knew nothing about politics, 
 gave himself out as a social democrat. 
 
 Mr. Lee-Harrison was to break his fast in 
 Portland Place on the evening of the Day 
 
VII.] REUBEN SACHS. 85 
 
 of Atonement, when it was old Solomon's 
 custom to assemble his family round him 
 in great numbers. 
 
 Adelaide objected to this arrangement. 
 
 " It will give him such a bad impression," 
 she said. 
 
 " He asked for local colour, and local 
 colour he shall have," answered Reuben, 
 amused. 
 
 " It is disloyal to your own people to 
 assume such an attitude regarding them to 
 a stranger. After all, he is not one of us," 
 cried Adelaide, takino- a hio;h tone. 
 
 " Your accusations are a little vague, Addie ; 
 but to tell you the truth I had no choice in 
 the matter. I took him up yesterday to 
 Portland Place, and the old man gave him 
 the invitation. He simply jumped at it." 
 
 " Those dreadful Samuel Sachses!" groaned 
 Adelaide. 
 
 " Oh, thev are a remarkable survival. 
 
86 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 You should learn to take them in the rls^ht 
 spirit," answered her brother. 
 
 He was dining that night at the house of 
 an important Conservative M.P., and was 
 disposed to take a cheerful view of things. 
 
 The Fast Day, or Day of Atonement, is 
 the greatest national occasion of the whole 
 year. 
 
 Even those lax Jews who practise their 
 callings on Saturdays and other religious 
 holidays, are withheld by public opinion 
 on either side the tribal barrier from doing 
 so on this day of days. 
 
 The synagogues are thronged ; and if the 
 number of people who rigidly adhere to total 
 abstinence from food for twenty-four hours 
 is rapidly diminishing, there are still many 
 to be found who continue to do so. 
 
 Solomon Sachs, his daughter Rebecca, and 
 the Montague Cohens worshipped in the 
 
VII.] REUBEN SACHS. 87 
 
 Bayswater synagogue ; the rest of the family 
 had seats in the Reformed synagogue in 
 Upper Berkeley Street, an arrangement to 
 which the old man was too liberal-minded 
 to take objection. 
 
 The Ouixano family attended the syna- 
 gogue of the Spanish and Portuguese Jews 
 in Bryanston Street, with the exception of 
 Judith, who shared with her cousins the 
 simplified service, the beautiful music, and 
 other innovations of Upper Berkeley Street. 
 
 The morning of the particular Day of 
 Atonement of which I write dawned bright 
 and clear ; and from an early hour, in all 
 quarters of the town, the Chosen People — 
 a breakfastless band — miofht have been seen 
 making their way to the synagogues. 
 
 Many of the women were in white, 
 which is considered appropriate wear for the 
 occasion ; and if traces of depression were 
 discernible on many faces, in view of the 
 
88 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 long day before them, it is scarcely to be 
 wondered at. 
 
 It was about ten o'clock when the 
 Leunigers, who had all breakfasted, made 
 their way into the great hall of the syna- 
 gogue in Upper Berkeley Street, where the 
 people were streaming in, in great numbers. 
 As they paused a moment at the bottom 
 of the staircase leading to the ladies' gallery, 
 for their party to divide according to sex, 
 Reuben came up to them with Bertie Lee- 
 Harrison in his wake. 
 
 There was a general hand-shaking, and 
 Reuben, as he pressed her fingers, smiled a 
 half-humorous, half-rueful smile at Judith — 
 a protest against the rigours and longiieitrs 
 of the day which lay before them. 
 
 She managed to say to him over her 
 shoulder : 
 
 " How is Mr. Ronaldson ?" 
 
 " He has taken a turn for the better." 
 
VII.] REUBEN SACHS. 89 
 
 They laughed in one another's faces. 
 
 Bertie, struck by the effect of that sudden, 
 rapidly checked wave of mirth passing over 
 the beautiful, serious face, remarked to 
 Reuben as they turned towards the entrance 
 to their part of the building, that the Jewish 
 ladies were certainly very lovely. Reuben 
 said nothing ; they were by this time well 
 within the synagogue, but he glanced 
 quickly and coldly under his eyelids at 
 Bertie picking his way jauntily to his seat. 
 
 Ernest Leuniger, who was very devout, 
 and who loved the exercise of his religion 
 even more than the game of solitaire, had 
 already enwound himself in his talith, 
 exchanged his tall hat for an embroidered 
 cap, and was muttering his prayers in 
 Hebrew below his breath. 
 
 Leo, his small, slight, picturesque figure 
 swathed carelessly In the long white garment, 
 with the fringes and the border of blue, his 
 
90 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 hat tilted over his eyes, leaned against a 
 porphyry column, lost to everything but the 
 glorious music which rolled out from the 
 great organ. 
 
 He had come to-day under protest, to 
 prevent a definite break with his father, who 
 exacted attendance at synagogue on no 
 other day of the year. 
 
 The time was yet to come when he should 
 acknowledge to himself the depth of tribal 
 feeling, of love for his race, which lay at the 
 root of his nature. At present he was 
 aware of nothing but revolt against, almost 
 of hatred of, a people who, as far as he 
 could see, lived without ideals, and was 
 given up body and soul to the pursuit of 
 material advantage. 
 
 Behind him his two little brothers were 
 quarrelling for possession of a prayer-book. 
 Near him stood his father, swaying from 
 side to side, and mumbling his prayers in 
 
VII.] REUBEN SACHS. 91 
 
 the corrupt German- Hebrew of his youth — • 
 a jargon not recognized by the modern 
 culture of Upper Berkeley Street. 
 
 Reuben and his friend had seats opposite ; 
 seats moreover which commanded a good 
 view of the ladies of the Leuniger household 
 in the gallery above: Mrs. Leuniger, in a 
 rich lace shawl, very much crumpled, and a 
 new bonnet hopelessly askew ; Rose, In a 
 tight- fitting costume of white, with blue 
 ribbons ; Judith, in white also, her dusky 
 hair, the clear, soft oval of her face sur- 
 mounted by a flippant French bonnet — the 
 very latest fashion. 
 
 It was a long day, growing less and less 
 endurable as It went on ; the atmosphere 
 getting thicker and hotter and sickly with 
 the smell of stale perfume. 
 
 The people, for the most part, stuck to 
 their posts throughout. A few disappeared 
 boldly about lunch time, returning within an 
 
93 REUBEN SACHS [chap. 
 
 hour refreshed and cheerful. Some — these 
 were chiefly men — fidgeted in and out of 
 the building to the disturbance of their 
 neighbours. One or two ladies fainted ; 
 one or two others gossiped audibly from 
 morning till evening ; but, on the whole, 
 decorum was admirably maintained. 
 
 Judith Quixano went through her devo- 
 tions upheld by that sense of fitness, of 
 obedience to law and order, which character- 
 ized her every action. 
 
 But it cannot be said that her religion had 
 any strong hold over her ; she accepted it 
 unthinkingly. 
 
 These prayers, read so diligently, in 
 a language of which her knowledge was ex- 
 ceedingly imperfect, these reiterated praises 
 of an austere tribal deity, these expressions 
 of a hope whose consummation was neither 
 desired nor expected, what connection 
 could they have with the personal needs, 
 
VII.] REUBEN SACHS. 93 
 
 the human longings of this touchingly 
 ignorant and Hmited creature ? 
 
 Now and then, when she lifted her eyes, 
 she saw the bored, resigned face of Reuben 
 opposite, and the respectful, attentive coun- 
 tenance of Mr. Lee- Harrison, who was going 
 through the day's proceedings with all the 
 zeal of a convert. 
 
 Leo had absented himself early in the day, 
 and was wandering about the streets in one 
 of those intolerable fits of restless misery 
 which sometimes laid their hold on him. 
 
 Esther was not in synagogue. She had 
 had a sharp wrangle with her mother the 
 night before, which had ended in her stay- 
 ing in bed with Good-bye, Sweetheart! for 
 company. 
 
 She, poor soul, was of those who deny 
 utterly the existence of the Friend of whom 
 she stood so sorely in need. 
 
CHAPTER VIII. 
 
 My lord, will't please you to fall to ? 
 
 Richard II. 
 
 A LIMP, drab-coloured group was assembled 
 in the drawing-room at Portland Place. 
 
 It was nearly half-past seven, and it only 
 wanted the arrival of the Samuel Sachses — 
 who came from the St. John's Wood syna- 
 gogue — for the whole party to descend into 
 the dinnig-room, where the much-needed 
 meal awaited them. 
 
 The Leunigers were there, of course, with 
 the exception of Ernest and his mother, who 
 had gone home ; the Sachses ; the Montague 
 Cohens ; Mrs. Kohnthal and Esther, who 
 
CH. VIII.] REUBEN SACHS. 95 
 
 had left her bed at the eleventh hour 
 prompted by a desire for society ; Judith ; 
 Mr. and Mrs. Ouixano, their son Jack, and 
 two young sisters. 
 
 Bertie Lee-Harrison, who had come in 
 with Reuben, pale, exhausted, but prepared 
 to be impressed by every thing and every one 
 he saw, confided to his friend that the twenty- 
 four hours' fast had been the severest ordeal 
 he had as yet undergone in the service of 
 religion — his experiences in Asia Minor not 
 excepted. 
 
 Leo, whose mood had changed, overheard 
 this confidence with an irresistible twitching 
 of the lips. He was sitting on the big sofa 
 with his two little brothers, making jokes 
 below his breath to their immense delight ; 
 while Rose, at the other end of the same 
 piece of furniture, was maintaining an ani- 
 mated conversation with her cousin Jack. 
 
 Jack Quixano was a spruce, dapper, polite 
 
96 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 young man of some twenty-four or twenty- 
 five years of age. Perhaps he was a Httle too 
 spruce, a Httle too dapper, a little too anxious 
 to put himself en Evidence by his assiduity in 
 picking up handkerchiefs and opening doors. 
 But few of his family noticed these defects, 
 least of all Rose, on whom he was beginning 
 to cast aspiring eyes, and whom he closely 
 resembled in personal appearance. 
 
 The door opened at last, to every one's 
 relief, to admit the expected guests : a party 
 of six — father, mother, grown-up son and 
 daughter, a litde girl and a little boy. 
 
 Samuel Sachs was the unsuccessful 
 member of his family. 
 
 From the beginning, the atmosphere of the 
 Stock Exchange had proved too strong for 
 his not very strong brains, and his career had 
 been inaugurated by a series of gambling 
 debts. 
 
 His father paid his debts and forbade 
 
VIII.] REUBEN SACHS. 97 
 
 him the office, and he had gone his own way 
 for many years, settHng down ultimately in a 
 humble way of business as a lithographer. 
 
 He had married a Polish Jewess with some 
 money of her own, and in these latter days 
 old Solomon made him an allowance, so 
 there was enough and to spare in the home 
 in Maida Vale where he and his family 
 were established. 
 
 They came now into the crowded drawing- 
 room with a curious mixture of deference and 
 self-assertion. 
 
 To their eminently provincial minds, the 
 Bayswater Sachses, the Leunigers and the 
 Kohnthals were very great people indeed, 
 and they derived no little prestige in Maida 
 Vale from their connection with so distin- 
 guished a family. 
 
 But as regarded their occasional admittance 
 into the charmed circle, that was a privilege 
 which, though they would on no account 
 
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98 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 have foregone it, was certainly not without 
 its drawbacks. 
 
 It was splendid, but it was not 
 comfortable. 
 
 Mrs. Sachs was a stout, dark-haired 
 matron, who entirely overshadowed her 
 shambling, neutral-tinted husband. Netta, 
 the eldest daughter, was a black-eyed, richly 
 coloured, bouncing maiden of two or three- 
 and-twenty, wearing a white dress, with 
 elbow sleeves, cut open a little at the neck, 
 and a great deal of silver jewellery. 
 
 Alec, her brother, was a short, fair, 
 exuberant-looking youth, with a complexion 
 both glossy and florid, in whom the SachsH 
 fitness for survival had reasserted itself. 
 He practised painless dentistry with great 
 success in the heart of Maida Vale, and was 
 writing a manual — destined to pass through 
 several editions — on Diseases of the Teeth 
 and Gitnis. 
 
VIII.] REUBEN SACHS. 99 
 
 Adele and Bernard (pronounced Adale and 
 Bernard), the two children, strutted in behind 
 the others, in all the glory of white cambric 
 and black velveteen, respectively, much im- 
 pressed by the situation, but no less on the 
 defensive than the elder members of their 
 family. 
 
 There was languid greeting all round ; 
 languor, under the circumstances, was ex- 
 cusable ; and then the whole party poured 
 down into the dining-room, where an 
 abundant meal was set out. 
 
 Old Solomon prided himself on his hos- 
 pitality, and the great table, which shone 
 with snowy linen, gleaming china, and glitter- 
 ing silver, groaned, as the phrase goes, with 
 good things to eat. 
 
 There were golden-brown blocks of cold 
 fried fish in heavy silver dishes ; rosy piles 
 of smoked salmon ; saffron-tinted masses of 
 stewed fish ; long twisted loaves covered 
 
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loo REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 with seeds ; innumerable little plates of 
 olives, pickled herrings, and pickled cucum- 
 bers ; and the quick eyes of Lionel and 
 Sidney had lighted at once on the many 
 coloured surfaces of the almond puddings, 
 which awaited the second course on the 
 sideboard. 
 
 Aunt Rebecca, faint and yellow, behind a 
 the silver urns, dispensed tea and coffee with 
 rapid hand ; while old Solomon, none the 
 worse for his rigid fast, wielded the 
 fish slice at the other end of the table. 
 
 Bertie, respectful, wondering, interested 
 through all his hunger, was seated between 
 Reuben and Mrs. Kohnthal. 
 
 Adelaide had chosen her seat as far as 
 possible from the Samuel Sachses, whose 
 presence was an offence to her. They, on 
 their part, regarded her with a mixture of 
 respect and dislike. She never gave them 
 more than two fingers in her grandfather's 
 
VIII.] REUBEN SACHS. loi 
 
 house, and ignored them altogether when she 
 met them anywhere else. This conduct 
 impressed them by its magnificence, and 
 they followed the ups and downs of her 
 career, as far as they were able, with a 
 passionate interest that had in it something 
 of the pride of possession. 
 
 Nor was Adelaide above taking an interest 
 in the affairs of her humbler relatives behind 
 their backs. I cannot help wishing that 
 they had known this ; it would have been 
 to them the source of so much innocent 
 gratification. 
 
 Reuben, who had his cousin Netta on the 
 other side of him, and whose vanity was a 
 far subtler, more complicated affair than his 
 sister's, was making himself agreeable with 
 his accustomed urbanity, beneath which the 
 delighted maiden was unable to detect a 
 lurking irony. 
 
 The humours of the Samuel Sachses, their 
 
I02 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 appearance, gestures, their excruciating 
 method of pronouncing the English lan- 
 guage, the hundred and one tribal peculiari- 
 ties which clung to them, had long served 
 their cousins as a favourite family joke into 
 which it would have been difficult for the 
 most observant of outsiders to enter. 
 
 They were indeed, as Reuben had said, a 
 remarkable survival. 
 
 Born and bred in the very heart of nine- 
 teenth century London, belonging to an 
 age and a city which has seen the throwing 
 down of so many barriers, the levelling of so 
 many distinctions of class, of caste, of race, of 
 opinion, they had managed to retain the 
 tribal characteristics, to live within the 
 tribal pale to an extent which spoke worlds 
 for the national conservatism. 
 
 They had been educated at Jewish schools, 
 fed on Jewish food, brought up on Jewish 
 traditions and Jewish prejudice. 
 
VIII.] REUBEN SACHS. 103 
 
 Their friends, with few exceptions, were of 
 their own race, the making of acquaintance 
 outside the tribal barrier being sternly dis- 
 couraged by the authorities. Mrs. Samuel 
 Sachs indeed had been heard more than 
 once to observe pleasantly that she would 
 sooner see her daughters lying dead before 
 her than married to Christians. 
 
 Netta tossed her head defiantly at these 
 remarks, but contented herself with sowing 
 her little crop of wild oats on the stair- 
 cases of Bayswater and Maida Vale, where she 
 " sat out " by the hour with the very indiffer- 
 ent specimens of Englishmen who frequented 
 the dances in her set. 
 
 Generally speaking, the race instincts of 
 Rebecca of York are strong, and she is 
 less apt to give her heart to Ivanhoe, the 
 Saxon knight, than might be imagined. 
 
 Bernard Sachs, a very smug-looking little 
 boy, with inordinately thick lips and a dis- 
 
I04 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 agreeable nasal twang, had been placed 
 between the two young Leunigers, who 
 regarded him with a mixture of disgust 
 and amusement, which they were at small 
 pains to conceal. 
 
 " Did you fast all day ? " he said, by way 
 of opening the conversation. " I did. I was 
 bar-initz-vah last month. Is either of you 
 fellows bar-7nitz-vah ? " 
 
 " I am thirteen, if that's what you mean," 
 said Lionel, with his most man of-the-world 
 air. He considered the introduction of the 
 popular tribal phrases very bad form 
 indeed. 
 
 " I suppose you were in shool all day ? " 
 went on Bernard unabashed, and much on 
 his dignity. 
 
 •' I was only in synagogue in the 
 morning," answered Lionel. Then he 
 kicked Sidney violently under the table, 
 and the two little brothers went off into a 
 
VIII.] REUBEN SACHS. 105 
 
 series of chuckles ; while Bernard, with a 
 vague sense of being insulted, turned his 
 attention to his fried salmon and Dutch 
 herring. 
 
 Meanwhile Alec, who had been rather 
 subdued at the beginning of the evening, 
 was regaining his native confidence as the 
 meal proceeded. 
 
 He happened to be sitting opposite Bertie, 
 and having elicited from his neighbour, 
 Mrs. Quixano, the explanation of an alien 
 presence among them on such an occasion, 
 had fixed his attention with great frankness 
 on the stranger. 
 
 Very soon he was leaning across the 
 table, and with much use of his fat red 
 hands, and m^any liftings of his round 
 shoulders, was expatiating to the astonished 
 Bertie on the beauties and advantages of 
 the faith which he had just embraced. 
 
 " Mr. Harrison," he cried at last — he 
 
io6 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 preferred to skip the difficulties of the 
 double-barrelled name — " Mr. Harrison, take 
 my word for it, it is the finest religion 
 under the sun. Those who have left 
 it for reasons of their own have always 
 come back in the end. They're bound 
 to, they're bound to!" (He pronounced 
 the word " bound " with an indescribable 
 twang.) " Look at Lord Beaconsfield " — he 
 pointed with his short forefinger — " every- 
 one knows he died with the sheniang on 
 his lips ! " 
 
 There was a sudden stifled explosion 
 of laughter from Leo's quarter of the table ; 
 and Judith glanced across rather anxiously 
 at Reuben, on whose polite, impassive face 
 she at once detected a look of annoyance. 
 
 She was sitting next to her father in the 
 close-fitting white gown which displayed 
 to advantage the charming lines of her 
 arms and shoulders. 
 
VIII.] REUBEN SACHS. 107 
 
 Now and then she caught the glance of 
 Mr. Lee- Harrison, who was far too well- 
 bred to obtrude his admiration by staring, 
 fixed momentarily on her face. 
 
 The hunger and weariness natural, under 
 the circumstances, to her youth and health had 
 in no way marred the perfect freshness of her 
 appearance ; and there was a gentle kindliness 
 in her manner to her father which added a 
 charm, not always present, to her beauty. 
 
 Perhaps she felt instinctively, what 
 Ouixano himself was far too much in the 
 clouds to notice, that no one made much 
 account of him, that it behoved her to take 
 him under her protection. He was one of 
 this world's failures ; and the Jewish 
 people, so eager to crown success in any 
 form, so determined in laying claim to the 
 successful among their number, have scant 
 love for those unfortunates who have 
 dropped behind in the race. 
 
io8 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 The meal came to an end at last, and 
 there was a pushing back of chairs on the 
 part of the men. 
 
 Bertie, about to rise, felt himself held 
 down by main force ; Reuben was gripping 
 him hard by the wrist with one hand, and 
 with the other was enofaofed in fishinof out 
 his hat from under the table ; while Netta, 
 leaning across her cousin, explained with 
 her most fascinating smile that grandpa 
 was going to bench. 
 
 Bertie, at a sign from Reuben, rose to 
 the situation, and stooping for his own hat 
 with alacrity, drew it from its place of 
 concealment and placed it on his head. 
 By this time all the men had unearthed 
 and assumed their head-gear, with the ex- 
 ception of Samuel Sachs, whose hat by 
 some mischance was not forthcoming ; how- 
 ever, to avoid delay, he covered his head 
 in all gravity with his table-napkin. 
 
VIII.] REUBEN SACHS. 109 
 
 Bertie glanced round him, from one 
 face to another, puzzled and inquiring. 
 
 It seemed to him a solemn moment, this 
 gathering together of kinsfolk after the long 
 day of prayer, of expiation ; this offering 
 up of thanksgiving ; this performance of 
 the ancient rites in the land of exile. 
 
 He could not understand the spirit of in- 
 difference, of levity even, which appeared 
 to prevail. 
 
 A finer historic sense, other motives 
 apart, should, it seemed, have prevented so 
 obvious a display of the contempt which 
 familiarity had bred. 
 
 Alec had put his hat on rakishly askew, 
 and was winking across to him re-assur- 
 ingly, as though to intimate that the whole 
 thing was not to be taken seriously. 
 
 Rose, led on by Jack Quixano, giggled 
 hysterically behind her pocket-handkerchief. 
 
 Leo and Esther took on airs of aggres- 
 
no REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 sive boredom. Judith, lifting her eyes, met 
 Reuben's in a smile, and even Montague 
 Cohen permitted himself to yawn. 
 
 Only old Solomon at the head of the 
 table, mumbling and droning out the long 
 grace in his corrupt Hebrew — his great 
 face impenetrably grave — appeared to take 
 any interest in the proceeding, with 
 perhaps the exception of his son Samuel, 
 who joined in now and then from beneath 
 the drooping shelter of his table-napkin, 
 
 Bertie stared and Bertie wondered. Need- 
 less to state, he was completely out of touch 
 with these people whose faith his search 
 for the true religion had led him, for the 
 time being, to embrace. 
 
 Grace over, the women went up stairs, 
 the men, with the exception of old 
 Solomon, remaining behind to smoke. 
 
 Bertie, who was thoroughly tired out, 
 soon rose to go. 
 
VIII.] REUBEN SACHS. in 
 
 " I will make your excuses up stairs," 
 said Reuben. 
 
 But the polite little man preferred to go 
 to the drawing-room and perform his 
 farewells in person. 
 
 " Thanks so much," he said in the hall, 
 where Leo and Reuben were speeding 
 him. 
 
 " I hope you have been edified — that's 
 all." Reuben laughed. 
 
 " I am deeply interested in the Jewish 
 character," answered Bertie ; " the strongly 
 marked contrasts ; the underlying resem- 
 blances ; the elaborate differentiations from 
 a fundamental type — ! " 
 
 "Ah, yes," broke in Reuben, secretly 
 irritated, his tribal sensitiveness a little 
 hurt, " you will find among us all sorts 
 and conditions of men." 
 
 " Except perhaps Don Quixote, or 
 even King Cophetua," added Leo. 
 
112 REUBEN SACHS. [ch. viii. 
 
 " King Cophetua," repeated Reuben in 
 a slow, reflective tone, as the door closed 
 on Mr. Lee- Harrison ; " King Cophetua 
 had an assured position. It isn't every one 
 that can afford to marry beggar-maids." 
 
CHAPTER IX. 
 
 Never by passion quite possessed, 
 
 And never quite benumbed by the world's sway. 
 
 Matthew Arnold. 
 
 The party was never prolonged to a 
 late hour on these occasions, and by ten 
 o'clock there was no one left in the 
 drawing-room in Portland Place except 
 Mrs. Sachs, Mr. Leuniger, Mrs. Kohnthal 
 and the young people in their respective 
 trains. 
 
 The elders had got up a game of whist 
 for the amusement of old Solomon, the 
 termination of which their juniors awaited 
 in conclave at the other end of the room. 
 
 Lionel and Sidney meanwhile, sleepy 
 
 I 
 
U4 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 and overfed, quarrelled in a corner over 
 the possession of a bound volume of the 
 Graphic, 
 
 "Judith," said Reuben, who had taken a 
 seat opposite her, " do you know that you 
 have made a conquest ? " 
 
 "Is that such an unheard-of occurrence ?" 
 Reuben laughed gently, and Rose cried : 
 "It is Mr. Lee-Harrison ! I know it 
 from the way he looked at supper." 
 
 " Yes, it is Bertie." Reuben looked 
 straight in Judith's eyes. " He says you 
 exactly fulfil his Idea of Queen Esther." 
 
 "Ah," cried Esther Kohnthal, "I have 
 always had a theory about her. When 
 she was kneeling at the feet of that 
 detestable Ahasuerus, she was thinking all 
 the time of some young Jew whom she 
 mashed, and who mashed her, and whom 
 she renounced for the sake of her 
 people ! " 
 
IX.] REUBEN SACHS. 115 
 
 A momentary silence fell among them, 
 then Reuben, looking down, said slowly: 
 " Or perhaps she preferred the splendours 
 of the royal position even to the attractions 
 of that youth whom you suppose her to — 
 er — have mashed." 
 
 He was not fond of Esther at the best 
 of times ; now he glanced at her under his 
 eyelids with an expression of unmistakable 
 dislike. 
 
 " I wonder," cried Rose, throwing herself 
 into the breach, "what Mr. Lee-Harrison 
 thought of it all." 
 
 " I think," said Leo, " that he was shocked 
 at finding us so litde like the people in 
 Daniel DerondaJ" 
 
 " Did he expect," cried Esther, " to see 
 our boxes in the hall, ready packed and 
 labelled Palestine?'' 
 
 " I have always been touched," said Leo, 
 "at the immense good faith with which 
 
 I 2 
 
ii6 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 George Eliot carried out that elaborate 
 misconception of hers." 
 
 " Now Leo is going to begin," cried 
 Rose ; "he never has a good word for 
 his people. He is always running them 
 down." 
 
 " Horrid bad form," said Reuben ; 
 " besides being altogether a mistake." 
 
 " Oh, I have nothing to say against 
 us at all," answered Leo ironically, "except 
 that we are materialists to our fingers' 
 ends. That we have outlived, from the 
 nature of things, such ideals as we ever 
 had." 
 
 '' Idealists don't grow on every bush," 
 answered Reuben, "and I think we have 
 our fair share of them. This is a material- 
 istic age, a materialistic country." 
 
 " And ours the religion of materialism. 
 The corn and the wine and the oil ; the 
 multiplication of the seed ; the conquest 
 
IX.] REUBEN SACHS. 117 
 
 of the hostile tribes — these have always 
 had more attraction for us than the harp 
 and crown of a spiritualized existence." 
 
 " It is no good to pretend," answered 
 Reuben in his reasonable, pacific way, " that 
 our religion remains a vital force among 
 the cultivated and thoughtful Jews of to-day. 
 Of course it has been modified, as we 
 ourselves have been modified, by the in- 
 fluence of western thought and western 
 morality. And belief, among thinking 
 people of all races, has become, as you 
 know perfectly, a matter of personal idio- 
 syncrasy." 
 
 " That does not alter my position," 
 said Leo, "as to the character of the 
 national religion and the significance of the 
 fact. Ah, look at us," he cried with sudden 
 passion, "where else do you see such eager- 
 ness to take advantage ; such sickening, 
 hideous greed ; such cruel, remorseless 
 
ii8 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Striving for power and importance ; such 
 ever-active, ever-hungry vanity, that must 
 be fed at any cost ? Steeped to the hps 
 in sordidness, as we have all been from 
 the cradle, how is it possible that any 
 one among us, by any effort of his own, 
 can wipe off from his soul the hereditary 
 stain ? " 
 
 " My dear boy," said Reuben, touched 
 by the personal note which sounded at the 
 close of poor Leo's heroics, and speaking 
 with sudden earnestness, " you put things 
 in too lurid a light. We have our faults ; 
 you seem to forget what our virtues are. 
 Have you forgotten for how long, and at 
 what a cruel disadvantage, the Jewish people 
 has gone its way, until at last it has shamed 
 the nations into respect ? Our self-restraint, 
 our self-respect, our industry, our power 
 of endurance, our love of race, home and 
 kindred, and our regard for their ties — are 
 
IX.] REUBEN SACHS. 119 
 
 none of these things to be set down to 
 our account ? " 
 
 " Oh, our instincts of self-preservation 
 are remarkably strong ; I grant you that." 
 
 Leo tossed back his head with its lonorish 
 hair as he spoke, and Reuben went on : 
 
 " And where would you find a truer 
 hospitality, a more generous charity than 
 among us ? " 
 
 " A charity whose right hand is so re- 
 markably well posted up in the doings of 
 its left ! " 
 
 " Oh, come, that's a libel — and not even 
 true." 
 
 " There is one good thing," cried Leo, 
 taking a fresh start, " and that is the in- 
 evitability — at least as regards us English 
 Jews — of our disintegration ; of our absorp- 
 tion by the people of the country. That 
 is the price we are bound to pay for re- 
 stored freedom and consideration. The Com- 
 
I20 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 munity will grow more and more to consist 
 of mediocrities, and worse, as the general 
 world claims our choicer specimens for its 
 own. We may continue to exist as a 
 separate clan, reinforced from below by 
 German and Polish Jews for some time 
 to come : but absorption complete, inevitable 
 — that is only a matter of time. You and I 
 sitting here, self-conscious, discussing our 
 own race-attributes, race-position — are we 
 not as sure a token of what is to come 
 as anything well could be ? " 
 
 " Yours is a sweeping theory," said 
 Reuben ; " and at present, I don't feel 
 inclined to go into the rights and wrongs 
 of it ; still less to deny its soundness. I 
 can only say that, should I live to see it 
 borne out, I should be very sorry. It may 
 be a weakness on my part, but I am ex- 
 ceedingly fond of my people. If we are 
 to die as a race, we shall die harder than 
 
IX.] REUBEN SACHS. 121 
 
 you think. The tide will ebb in the inter- 
 vals of flowing. That strange, strong in- 
 stinct which has held us so lonsf tosfether 
 is not a thing easily eradicated. It will 
 come into play when it is least expected. 
 Jew will gravitate to Jew, though each may 
 call himself by another name. If prejudice 
 died, if difference of opinion died, if all 
 the world, metaphorically speaking, thought 
 one thought and spoke one language, there 
 would still remain those unspeakable mys- 
 teries, affinity and — love." ^ 
 
 Reuben's voice sounded curiously moved, 
 and in his eyes, as he spoke, glowed a dreamy 
 flame, as of some deep and tender emotion. 
 
 Judith, leaning forward with parted lips, 
 lifted her shining eyes to his face in a long, 
 unconscious gaze. Reuben with his sword 
 in his hand, fighting the battle for his 
 people, seemed to her a figure noble and 
 heroic beyond speech. 
 
122 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 In her own breast was kindled the flame 
 of a great emotion ; she felt the love of her 
 race grow stronger at every word. 
 
 Reuben, conscious to the finger-tips of 
 Judith's presence, of her gaze, which he did 
 not return, was stirred, on his part, with 
 a new enthusiasm. 
 
 He praised her in the race, and the race 
 in her ; and this was conveyed in some subtle 
 manner to her consciousness. 
 
 Thus they acted and reacted on one 
 another, deceiving and deceived, with that 
 strange, unconscious hypocrisy of lovers. 
 
 The game of whist had come to an end, 
 and every one rose, preparatory to departure. 
 
 " Good-night, uncle Solomon, " said Reu- 
 ben's mother. She, too, was a Sachs, who 
 had married her cousin. 
 
 " Come along, mamma, " cried Esther 
 yawning, " I am dead beat. The domestic 
 
IX.] REUBEN SACHS. 123 
 
 habits of the cobra are not adapted to the 
 human constitution, that is clear. " 
 
 Reuben was standing in the hall with his 
 mother, as Rose and Judith came down 
 stairs in their outdoor clothes. 
 
 " Your carriage is at the door, " said 
 Israel Leuniger to Mrs. Sachs as he lit 
 his cigar, 
 
 Mrs. Sachs turned to her son : 
 
 " Aren't you coming, Reuben ? " 
 
 " No, but I do not expect to be late." 
 He answered gently and seriously, stooping 
 down and folding a shawl about her shoul- 
 ders as he spoke. 
 
 Mrs. Sachs raised her wide, sallow, 
 wrinkled face to her son's, looked at him 
 a moment, then, with a sudden impulse of 
 tenderness, lifted her hand and stroked 
 back the hair from his forehead. 
 
 Ah, what had come to Judith, standing in 
 a corner of the hall watching the little scene .-* 
 
124 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Ah, what did it mean, what was it, 
 this beating and throbbing of all her pulses, 
 this strange, choked feeling in her throat, 
 this mist that swam before her eyesight ? 
 
 The dining-room door, near which she 
 stood, was ajar ; moved by the blind im- 
 pulse of her terror, she pushed it open ; 
 and trembling, ashamed, not daring to 
 analyse her own emotions, she sought the 
 shelter of the darkness. 
 
 While Judith was being driven to Ken- 
 sington Palace Gardens, lying back pale 
 and tired in a corner of the carriage, 
 Reuben was sauntering towards Piccadilly 
 with a cigar in his mouth. 
 
 For the moment, his mind dwelt on the 
 fact that he had not been able to say 
 good-night to Judith. 
 
 " Where did she make off to ? " he asked 
 himself persistently. 
 
IX.] REUBEN SACHS. 125 
 
 He was strangely irritated and baffled 
 by the little accident. 
 
 As he went slowly down Regent Street, 
 which was full of light and of people return- 
 ing from the theatres, the thought of Judith 
 took more and more possession of him, till 
 his pulses beat and his senses swam. 
 
 Ah, why not, why not ? 
 
 Children on his hearth with Judith's eyes, 
 and Judith there herself amongst them : 
 Judith, calm, dignified, stately, yet a creature 
 so gentle withal, so sweet, so teachable ! 
 
 He looked again and again at this pic- 
 ture of his fancy, fascinated, alarmed at his 
 own fascination. 
 
 Whatever happened, he would never be 
 a poor man. There was the money which 
 would come to him at his grandfather's 
 death, and at his mother's : no inconsider- 
 able sums. There was his own little income, 
 besides what his practice brought him. 
 
126 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 But it was not altogether a question of 
 money. He had no wish to fetter himself 
 at this early stage of his career ; his am- 
 bition was boundless ; and the possibilities 
 of the future looked almost boundless too. 
 
 He had an immense idea of his own 
 market value ; an instinctive aversion to 
 making a bad bargain. 
 
 From his cradle he had imbibed the creed 
 that it is noble and desirable to have every- 
 thing better than your neighbour ; from the 
 first had been impressed on him the sacred 
 duty of doing the very best for yourself. 
 
 Yes, he was in love ; cruelly, incon- 
 veniently, most unfortunately in love. But 
 ten years hence, when he would still be a 
 young man, the fever would certainly have 
 abated, would be a dream of the past, 
 while his ambition he had no doubt would 
 be as lusty as ever. 
 
 Thus he swayed from side to side, 
 
IX.] REUBEN SACHS. 127 
 
 balancing this way and that ; pitying him- 
 self and Judith as the victims of fate ; full 
 of tenderness, of sentiment for his own 
 thwarted desires. 
 
 He believed himself to hesitate, to waver ; 
 but at the bottom of Reuben's heart there 
 was that which never wavered. 
 
 He put the question by at last, wearied 
 with the conflict, and gave himself up to 
 pleasant dreams. 
 
 He thought of the look in Judith's eyes, 
 of the vibration in her voice when she 
 spoke to him. 
 
 "Ah, she does not know it herself!" 
 
 Triumph, joy, compunction, an over- 
 whelming tenderness, set his pulses beating, 
 his whole being aglow. 
 
 It was late when, tired and haggard, he 
 reached his home and let himself in with 
 the key. 
 
128 REUBEN SACHS. [ch. ix. 
 
 His mother came out on the landing 
 with a candle. 
 
 She did not present a charming spectacle 
 en ddshabille, her large, partially bald head 
 deprived of the sheltering, softening cap, 
 her withered neck exposed, the lines of her 
 figure revealed by a dingy old dressing- 
 gown. 
 
 She orave an exclamation as she saw 
 him ; the wide, yellow expanse of her face, 
 with its unwholesome yet undying air, 
 lighted up by the twinkling diamonds on 
 either side of it, looked agitated and 
 alarmed. 
 
 " My dear boy, thank God it is you ! I 
 have been dreaming about you — a terrible 
 dream." 
 
CHAPTER X. 
 
 Dusty purlieus of the law. 
 
 Tennyson. 
 
 Leopold Leuniger came slouching down 
 Chancery Lane, his hat at the back of 
 his head, a woe-begone air on his ex- 
 pressive face, dejection written in his 
 graceless, characteristic walk, and in the 
 droop of his picturesque head, which was, 
 it must be owned, a little too large for his 
 small, slight figure. He turned up under 
 the archway leading to Lincoln's Inn, and 
 made his way to New Square, where 
 Reuben's chambers were situated. 
 
 Reuben, the clerk told him, was in court, 
 
 K 
 
130 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 but was expected every minute, and Leo 
 passed into the inner room, which was his 
 cousin's private sanctum. It was two or 
 three days after the Day of Atonement, and 
 in less than a week he would be back in 
 Cambridge. 
 
 He paced restlessly to and fro in the 
 little dingy room with its professional litter 
 of books and papers, pausing now and 
 then to look out of window, or to examine 
 the mass of cards, photographs, notes and 
 tickets which adorned the mantelpiece. 
 
 Leo was by no means free from the 
 tribal foible of inquisitiveness. 
 
 It was not long before the door burst 
 open, and Reuben rushed in, in his wig and 
 gown. The former decoration imparted a 
 curious air of sageness to his keen face, and 
 brought out more strongly its peculiarities 
 of colour : the clear, dark pallor of the skin, 
 the red lights in the eyes and moustache. 
 
X.] REUBEN SACHS. 131 
 
 " Hullo ! " said Leo, still standing by the 
 mantelpiece, his hat tilted back at a very 
 acute angle, his restless fingers busy with 
 the cards on the mantelpiece, "a nice gay 
 time you appear to be having, old man : 
 Jewish Board of Guardians, committee 
 meeting ; Anglo-Jewish Association, com- 
 mittee meeting ; Bell Lane Free Schools, 
 committee meeting — shall I go on ? " 
 
 Reuben laughed. 
 
 " You see, it consolidates one's position 
 both ways to stand well with the Com- 
 munity ; and I am a very good Jew at 
 heart, as I have often told you. But 
 if you continue your investigations among 
 my list of engagements you will find 
 a good many meetings of all sorts, 
 which are not com.munal ; not to speak of 
 first nights at the Terpischore and the 
 Thalian." 
 
 Leo, abandoning the subject, flung him- 
 
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132 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 self into a chair and said : " Ah, by the by, 
 how is Ronaldson ? " 
 
 " Much the same as ever. It may be 
 a long business. The doctors have left off 
 issuing bulletins." 
 
 Reuben took the chair opposite his cousin, 
 then said shortly : 
 
 " You have come to tell me something." 
 
 " Yes. I have been having it out with 
 my governor." 
 
 "Ah?" interrogatively. 
 
 " I told him," went on Leo, leaning forward 
 and speaking with some excitement, **that 
 I hadn't the faintest idea of going on the 
 Stock Exchange, or even of reading for the 
 bar ; that my plan was this : to work hard 
 for my degree, and then stay on, on chance 
 of a fellowship. Every one up there seems 
 to think the matter lies virtually in my own 
 hands." 
 
 "What did my uncle say to that ?" 
 
X.] REUBEN SACHS. 133 
 
 " Oh, he was furious ; wouldn't listen to 
 reason for a moment. I think " — with a 
 boyish, bitter laugh — " that he rather con- 
 founds a fellow of Trinity with the assistant- 
 master at a Jewish boarding-school. The 
 word * usher ' figured very largely in his 
 arguments." 
 
 "I think," said Reuben slowly, "that 
 you are making a mistake." 
 
 "Ah," cried Leo, flinging out his hand, 
 "you don't understand. I can't live — I can't 
 breathe in this atmosphere ; I should choke. 
 Up there, somehow, it is freer, purer ; life 
 is simpler, nobler." 
 
 Reuben looked down : " I quite agree with 
 you on that point. All the same, you were 
 never cut out for a University don. Do 
 you want me to tell you that you are a 
 musician ? " 
 
 Leo blushed like a girl, and his face 
 quivered. He did not altogether approve 
 
134 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 of Reuben, but Reuben's approval was 
 very precious to him. 
 
 Moreover he greatly respected his cou- 
 sin's intelligent appreciation of music. 
 
 "Do you think so?" he cried. "That's 
 what Norwood says. But there is plenty 
 of opportunity for cultiv^ating music ; we 
 have Silver up there, remember. He is 
 immensely kind." 
 
 " You might talk it over with Silver. 
 But think it well over and do nothing 
 rash. There is plenty of time between 
 now and taking your degree." 
 
 He rose and proceeded to take off his 
 wig and gown. 
 
 " I don't know that my advice is worth 
 much," he said, "but I should say a 
 year or two in Germany- — -Leipsic, Berlin, 
 Vienna — and if by then you feci justi- 
 fied in setting your face against the sub- 
 stantial eittractions of Capel Court, no 
 
X.] REUBEN SACHS. 135 
 
 doubt your governor can be brought 
 round." 
 
 "You will have to put it to him, 
 Reuben. He believes in no one as he 
 does in you." 
 
 "Very handsome of him. But doubtless 
 he will welcome the idea after the usher 
 scheme." 
 
 "You will have to paint the splendours 
 of a musical success," cried Leo, his spirits 
 rising, his white teeth flashing as he smiled. 
 "You must employ rather crude colours, and 
 go in for obvious effects — such as the Prince 
 of Wales, the Lord Mayor, and the Arch- 
 bishop of Canterbury seated in the front 
 row of the stalls at St. James's Hall." 
 
 Reuben laughed as he put on his well 
 brushed hat before the glass. 
 
 " I will impress upon him how fashionable 
 is the pursuit of the arts in these democratic 
 days." He added slowly, looking furtively 
 
136 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 at the lad : " And shall I tell him that one 
 of these days you will marry very well 
 indeed ? " 
 
 Leo rose hastily, jarred discomposed. 
 
 " Aren't you coming to lunch, Reuben ? '' 
 
 " Yes, I am ready." He smiled to him- 
 self, and the two young men passed out 
 together into the paved court-yard of the 
 old inn. 
 
 They made their way up Chancery Lane 
 into Holborn. Leo hated London almost as 
 vehemently as his cousin loved it. It was 
 the place, he said, which had succeeded 
 better than any other in reducing life to a 
 huge competitive examination. Its busy, 
 characteristic streets, which Reuben re- 
 garded with an interest both passionate 
 and affectionate, filled him with a dreary 
 sensation of disgust and depression. 
 
 As they sat down to lunch at the First 
 Avenue Hotel, Lord Norwood came into 
 
X.] REUBEN SACHS. 137 
 
 the dining-room. He was a tall, fair, aristo- 
 cratic-looking young man, with a refined and 
 thoughtful face, which, as he advanced 
 towards his friend, broke into a peculiarly 
 charming smile. 
 
 Leo exclaimed with impetuosity : " Oh, 
 there's Norwood!" But as the latter 
 approached he stiffened into self-conscious- 
 ness ; somehow, he did not welcome the 
 juxtaposition of his cousin and his friend. 
 Acting on a sudden impulse he rose and 
 met the latter half-way, and the two young 
 men stood talking together in the middle 
 of the room. 
 
 Reuben, after a moment's hesitation, 
 rose also and joined them. He greeted 
 Lord Norwood, whom he had met once 
 or twice before, with a little emphasis 
 of deference, which was not lost on poor 
 Leo, who hated himself at the same time 
 for noticing it. Lord Norwood returned 
 
138 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Reuben's greeting with marked hatiteur ; 
 that cousin of Leuniger's was a snob, was 
 not a person to be encouraged. In the 
 young nobleman's delicate, fastidious, but 
 exceedingly borne mind there was no 
 mercy for such as he. 
 
 Reuben, though he showed no signs of it, 
 was keenly alive to the fact that he had 
 been snubbed ; was alive no less keenly to 
 the many points in favour of the offender. 
 
 The Norwoods were people whom it hurt 
 the subtler part of his vanity not to stand 
 well with. 
 
 They were not rich, not "smart," not 
 politically important ; but in their own 
 fashion they were people of the very best 
 sort, true aristocrats, such as few remain 
 to us in these degenerate days. 
 
 For generations they had borne the repu- 
 tation of high personal character and of 
 scholarly attainment. They were, in the true 
 
x] REUBEN SACHS. 139 
 
 sense of the word, exclusive ; and their pride 
 was of that nature which, as the poet has it, 
 asserts an inward honour by denying out- 
 ward show. 
 
 The friendship existing between Lord 
 Norwood and Leo was founded on mutual 
 admiration. 
 
 The Jew's many-sided talent, his brilliant 
 scholarship, his mental quickness and ver- 
 satility, above all, his musical genius, had 
 fairly dazzled the scholarly young English- 
 man, who loved art, but had not a drop of 
 artist's blood in his veins. 
 
 Leo, on his part, had fallen down before 
 the other's refinement of mind and soul and 
 body, and before the delicate strength of 
 his character. 
 
 It was a strange friendship perhaps, but 
 one which had stood, and was destined long 
 to stand, the test of time. 
 
 Meanwhile Reuben, who knew that it is 
 
14° REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 half the battle not to know when you are 
 vanquished, quietly invited Lord Norwood 
 to join them at table. 
 
 He pleaded, coldly, an appointment with 
 a friend, and after a few words with Leo 
 withdrew to a further apartment. 
 
 Leo had taken in the slight, brief, yet sig- 
 nificant episode in all its bearings, hating 
 himself meanwhile for his own shrewdness, 
 which he considered a mark of latent 
 meanness. 
 
 Reuben returned thoughtfully, if quite 
 composedly, to the discussion of his roast 
 pheasant and potato chips. 
 
 His method of wiping out a snub was 
 the grandly simple one of making a conquest 
 of the snubber. Persons less completely 
 equipped for the battle of life have been 
 known to prefer certain defeat to the 
 chances of such a victory. 
 
 But Reuben was possessed of a bottomless 
 
X.] REUBEN SACHS. 141 
 
 fund of silent energy, of quiet resistance and 
 persistence, which had stood him ere now in 
 good stead under Hke circumstances. 
 
 He appraised Lord Norwood very justly ; 
 recognized instinctively the charms of mind 
 and manner which had cast such glamour 
 over him in his cousin's eyes ; recognized also 
 his limitations, with an irritated consciousness 
 that he, Reuben, was being judged at a far 
 less open-minded tribunal. In such cases, it 
 is always the more intelligent person who is 
 at a disadvantage — he appreciates, and is not 
 appreciated. 
 
 I have no intention of following out 
 Reuben's relations with Lord Norwood, 
 throughout which, it may be added, he had 
 little to gain, even in the matter of social 
 prestige, for he numbered people far more 
 important among his acquaintance. But it 
 was not long before an invitation to Norwood 
 Towers was given and accepted. By one at 
 
142 REUBEN SACHS, [chap. 
 
 least of the people concerned however, the 
 circumstances which had marked the earlier 
 stages of their acquaintance were never 
 forgotten. 
 
 A few days later saw Leo back at Trinity 
 with his lexicon, his violin, and the friend 
 of his heart. Here he alternately worked 
 furiously and gave himself up to spells of 
 complete idleness ; to sauntering, sociable 
 days spent in cheerful, excited discussion of 
 the vexed problems of the universe, or long 
 days of moody solitude. At these latter times 
 he pondered deeply on the unsatisfactoriness 
 of life in general, and of his own life in 
 particular, and underwent a good many 
 uncomfortable sensations which he ascribed 
 to a hopeless passion for his friend's sister. 
 
 Lady Geraldine Sydenham was a gentle, 
 kindly, cultivated young woman, who had not 
 the faintest idea of having inspired any one 
 
X.] REUBEN SACHS. 143 
 
 with hopeless passion, least of all young 
 Leuniger. 
 
 She was two or three years older than Leo 
 — a thin, pale person, with faint colouring, a 
 rather receding chin, and slightly prominent 
 teeth. 
 
 She dressed dowdily, and even Leo did 
 not credit her with being pretty. Indeed he 
 took a fanciful pleasure in dwelling on the 
 fact that she was plain, and in quoting to 
 himself the verse from Browning's Too Late : 
 
 " . . . . There never was to my mind 
 
 Such a funny mouth, for it would not shut ; 
 
 And the dented chin too — what a chin ! . . . 
 
 You were thin, however ; like a bird's 
 
 Your hand seemed — some would say the pounce 
 
 Of a scaly-footed hawk — all but ! 
 
 The world was right when it called you thin." 
 
 Meanwhile in London Bertie Lee- 
 Harrison was celebrating the Feast of 
 Tabernacles as best he could. 
 
144 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. x. 
 
 He had given up with considerable re- 
 luctance his plan of living in a tent, the re- 
 sources of his flat in Albert Hall Mansions 
 not being able to meet the scheme. 
 
 He consoled himself by visits to the hand- 
 some sticcoiith which the Montague Cohens 
 had erected in their garden in the Bayswater 
 Road. 
 
CHAPTER XI. 
 
 I do not like this manner of a dance, 
 This game of two and two ; it were much better 
 To mix between the pauses than to sit 
 Each lady out of earshot with her friend. 
 
 Swinburne : Chasfelard. 
 
 The Leunigers were giving a dance at the 
 beginning of November, and the female part 
 of the household was greatly taken up with 
 preparations for the event. 
 
 There was much revising of invitation lists, 
 discussion of the social claims of their friends 
 and acquaintance, and the usual anxious 
 beating up of every available dancing-man. 
 
 "Addie will bring Mr. Griffiths, and 
 Esther Mr. Peck," said Rose. " They go well, 
 
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146 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 look nice, and one sees them everywhere, 
 although Reuben calls them ' outsiders.' " 
 
 Rose loved dances, as well she might, for 
 from the first she had been a success. 
 
 Rose, with her fair, plump shoulders and 
 blonde hair, her high spirits and good-nature, 
 her nimble feet and nimble tongue ; Rose 
 with her ;^ 50,000 and twenty guinea ball- 
 gowns ; Rose went clown — magic phrase ! — as 
 not one girl in ten succeeds in doing. 
 
 " I suppose," said Judith, "that the Samuel 
 Sachses will have to be asked ? " 
 
 She, though of course she had her 
 admirers, was by no means such a success 
 as her cousin. 
 
 " Yes, isn't it a nuisance ? " cried Rose ; 
 "and the Lazarus Harts." 
 
 If there is a strong family feeling among 
 the children of Israel, it takes often the 
 form of acute family jealousy. 
 
 The Jew who will open his doors in 
 
XI.] REUBEN SACHS. 147 
 
 reckless ignorance to every sort and condi- 
 tion of Gentile is morbidly sensitive as 
 regards the social standing of the compatriot 
 whom he admits to his hospitality. 
 
 The Leunigers, as we know, were not 
 people of long standing in the Community, 
 and numbered among their acquaintance 
 Jews of every rank and shade ; from the 
 Cardozos, who were rich, cultivated, could 
 almost trace their descent from Hillel, 
 the son of David, and had a footing in 
 English society, to such children of nature 
 as the Samuel Sachses. 
 
 " We must have Nellie Hepburn and 
 the Strettel girls," went on Rose, consult- 
 ing her list ; " the men all rush at them, 
 though I don't see that they are so pretty 
 myself." 
 
 " I suppose they make a change from 
 ourselves," answered Judith smiling, "whose 
 faces are known by heart." 
 
 L 2 
 
148 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Judith was entering with spirit, with a 
 zeal that was almost feverish, into the 
 preparations for the forthcoming festivity. 
 
 She and Reuben had scarcely spoken to 
 one another since the Day of Atonement. 
 They had met once or twice at family 
 gatherings, at which, either by accident, 
 or design on Reuben's part, there had 
 been no opportunity for private con- 
 versation. 
 
 Perhaps an instinctive feeling that the old 
 relations were Imperilled and that no new 
 ones could ever be so satisfactory held them 
 apart. 
 
 Meanwhile Judith unconsciously fixed her 
 mind on the one definite fact that Reuben 
 would be at the Leunigers' dance. It was 
 In the crowded solitude of ball-rooms 
 that they had hitherto found their best 
 opportunity. 
 
 The night so much prepared for came 
 
XI.] REUBEN SACHS. 149 
 
 round at last, and the house in Kensington 
 Palace Gardens became for the time being 
 the scene of ceaseless activity. 
 
 Ernest had gone away into the country 
 with the person who was always talked of 
 as his valet ; and Leo, of course, was in 
 Cambridge ; but the rest of the family — not 
 excepting Lionel and Sidney, who handed 
 programmes — had mustered in great force 
 to do honour to the event. 
 
 From an early hour poor Mrs. Leuniger 
 had taken up her station in the doorway 
 of the primrose-coloured drawing-room, where 
 she stood dejectedly welcoming her guests. 
 She was wearing a quantity of valuable 
 lace, very much crumpled, and had a 
 profusion of diamonds scattered about her 
 person, but had apparently forgotten to do 
 her hair. 
 
 Rose, in short, voluminous skirts of pink 
 tulle, and a pale pink satin bodice fitting close 
 
I50 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 about her plump person, defining the 
 lines of her ample hips, was performing 
 introductions with noisy zeal, with the help 
 of Jack Quixano, whom she had constituted 
 her aide-de-camp. The Montague Cohens 
 had come early, and Adelaide, in a very 
 grand gown, scrutinized the scene with 
 breathless interest, secretly wondering 
 why more people had not asked her to 
 dance. 
 
 Judith was looking very well. Her short, 
 diaphanous white ball-gown, with its low- 
 cut, tight-fitting satin bodice was not 
 exactly a dignified garment, but she 
 managed to maintain, in spite of it, her 
 customary air of stateliness. 
 
 Moreover to-night some indefinable change 
 had come over the character of her beauty, 
 heightening it, intensifying it, giving 
 it new life and colour. The calm, 
 unavvakened look which many people had 
 
XI.] REUBEN SACHS. 151 
 
 found so baffling, had left her face ; the 
 eyes, always curiously mournful, shone out 
 with a new soft fire. 
 
 Bertie Lee-Harrison, tripping jauntily into 
 the ball-room, remained transfixed a moment 
 in excited admiration. 
 
 What a beautiful woman was this cousin, 
 or pseudo-cousin, of Sachs's! How in- 
 finitely better bred she seemed than the 
 people surrounding her ! 
 
 The Ouixanos, as Reuben had told him, 
 were sephardini, for whose claim to birth 
 he had the greatest respect. But as for 
 that red-headed young man, her brother — 
 there were no marks of breeding about 
 him ! 
 
 Bertie was puzzled, as the stranger is so 
 often puzzled, by the violent contrasts which 
 exist among Jews, even in the case of 
 members of the same family. 
 
 Judith was standing some way off, where 
 
152 REUBEN SACHS. [cHAr. 
 
 Bertie stood observing her, while two or 
 three men wrote their names on her 
 dancing-card. 
 
 She was one of the few people of her 
 race who look well in a crowd or at a dis- 
 tance. The charms of person which a Jew 
 or Jewess may possess are not usually such 
 as will bear the test of being regarded as 
 a whole. 
 
 Some quite commonplace English girls 
 and men who were here to-night looked 
 positively beautiful as they moved about 
 among the ill-made sons and daughters of 
 Shem, whose interesting faces gain so in- 
 finitely on a nearer view, even where it is 
 a case of ^"enuine Qrood-looks. 
 
 Bertie waited a minute till the men had 
 moved off, then advanced to Miss Ouixano 
 and humbly asked for two dances. Judith 
 gave them to him with a smile. He was 
 a poor creature, certainly, but he was 
 
XI.] REUBEN SACHS. 153 
 
 Reuben's friend, and she knew that, in one 
 way at least, Reuben thought well of him : 
 he was one of the few Gentiles of her 
 acquaintance whom he had not stigmatized 
 as an " outsider." 
 
 Moreover Bertie's little air of deference 
 was a pleasant change from the rather 
 patronizing attitude of the young men of 
 her set, whose number was very limited, 
 and who were aggressively conscious of 
 commanding the market. 
 
 Bertie, his dances secured, moved off 
 regretfully. He would have liked to sue 
 for further favours, but his sense of 
 decorum restrained him. Had he but 
 known it, he might without exciting notice 
 have claimed a third, at least, of the 
 dances on Judith's card. Hard flirtation 
 was the order of the day, and the 
 chaperons, who were few in number, 
 gossiped comfortably together, while their 
 
154 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 charges sat out half the night with the 
 same partner. 
 
 Rose fell upon Bertie at this point, and 
 fired him off like a gun at one or two 
 partnerless damsels ; while Judith, her 
 partner in her wake, moved over to the 
 doorway, where Adelaide was standing with 
 Caroline Cardozo. 
 
 It was eleven o'clock and Reuben had 
 not come. Judith had, it must be owned, 
 changed her position with a view to con- 
 sulting the hall-clock, and perhaps Adelaide 
 had some inkling of this, for she said very 
 loudly to her companion : 
 
 " It is a first night at the Thalian ; my 
 brother never misses one. I don't expect 
 we shall see him to-nis:ht. Younof men 
 have so many ways of amusing them- 
 selves, I wonder they care about dances 
 at all." 
 
 The musicians struck up a fresh waltz, 
 
XI.] REUBEN SACHS. 155 
 
 and Bertie came over to claim the first 
 of his dances with Judith. 
 
 He danced very nicely, in a straight- 
 forward, unambitious way, never reversing 
 his partner round a corner without 
 saying, " I beg your pardon." 
 
 Esther, her sharp brown shoulders shuf- 
 fling restlessly in and out of a gold-coloured 
 gown of moire silk, and with a string of 
 pearls round her neck worth a king's 
 ransom, surveyed the scene with shrewd, 
 miserable eyes, while rattling on aimlessly 
 to her partner and prot^gd, Mr. Peck. 
 
 It was indeed a motley throng which 
 was whirling and laughing and shouting 
 across the music, in the bare, bright, 
 flower-scented apartment. 
 
 The great majority of the people were 
 Jews — Jews belonging to varying shades of 
 caste and clique in that socially sensitive 
 Community. But besides these, there was a 
 
156 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 goodly contingent of Gentile dancing men — 
 "outsiders," according to Reuben, every one — 
 and a smaller band of Gentile ladies who 
 were the fashion of the hour amonof the 
 sons of Shem. 
 
 ("Bad form" was the label affixed 
 by Reuben to these attractive maids 
 and matrons.) 
 
 To give distinction to the scene, there 
 were a well-known R.A., who had painted 
 Rose's portrait for last year's Academy ; 
 two or three pretty actresses ; an ex- 
 Lord Mayor, who had been knighted 
 while in office ; and last, though by no means 
 least in the eyes of the clannish children 
 of Israel, Caroline Cardozo and her father. 
 
 " ' What a pretty girl ' ? " did you say, 
 remarked Esther as the music died away. 
 " Yes, Judith Ouixano is very good-looking, 
 but I don't know that she goes down 
 particularly well." 
 
XI.] REUBEN' SACHS. 157 
 
 Mr. Peck made some complimentary 
 remark, of a general character, as to the 
 beauty of Jewish ladies. 
 
 " Yes, we have some pretty women," 
 Esther answered ; " but our men ! No, 
 the Jew, unlike the horse, is not a noble 
 animal." 
 
 Esther, it will be seen, was of those who 
 walk naked and are not ashamed. 
 
 At this point, a fashionably late hour, a 
 new arrival was announced, and in marched 
 Netta and Alec Sachs, their heads very 
 much in the air, the self-assertion of self- 
 distrust written on every line of their 
 Ingenuous countenances. 
 
 Netta, who had had a new dress from 
 Paris for the occasion, really looked rather 
 well in her own style, which was of the 
 exuberant, black-haired, highly-coloured kind, 
 and was at once greeted by one of the 
 " outsiders " as an old friend. 
 
158 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 This was no less a person than Adelaide's 
 particular prot^gd, Mr. Griffiths, who, igno- 
 rant of the fine shades of Community 
 class-distinction, engaged Miss Sachs for 
 several dances under the eyes of his 
 mortified patroness. Mr. Griffiths indeed 
 was an impartial person, who, so long as 
 you gave him a good floor, a decent supper, 
 and a partner who could "go," would lend 
 the light of his presence to any ball- 
 room whatever, whether situated in South 
 Kensington or Maida Vale. 
 
 Alec Sachs was less fortunate than his 
 sister. There were plenty of men, and 
 the girls whom he thought worthy of in- 
 viting to dance for the most part declared 
 themselves engaged. 
 
 This was a new experience to him. His 
 skilful dancing ■ — it was of the acrobatic or 
 gymnastic order- — his powers of " chaff" and 
 repartee, above all, his reputation as a parti, 
 
XI.] REUBEN SACHS. 159 
 
 had secured him a high place among the 
 maidens of Maida Vale, 
 
 He stood now, his back to the wall, an 
 air of contempt for the whole proceeding 
 written on his llorid face, exclaiming loudly 
 and petulantly to his sister, whenever he had 
 an opportunity : " They don't introduce, 
 they don't introduce ! " 
 
 Twelve o'clock was striking as Reuben 
 Sachs stepped into the hall, which by this 
 time was filled with couples " sitting out " ; 
 a few of them really enjoying themselves, 
 the great majority gay with that rather 
 spurious gaiety, that forcing of the note, 
 which is so marked a characteristic of 
 festivities. Sounds of waltz music were 
 borne from the drawing-room, and the 
 draped aperture of the doorway — the door 
 itself had been removed — showed a caper- 
 ing throng of dancers of varying degrees 
 of agility. 
 
i6o REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Reuben advanced languidly ; his face wore 
 the mingled look of exhaustion and nerve- 
 tension which with him denoted great 
 fatigue. 
 
 It had been a long day : in and out of 
 court all the morning ; two committee 
 meetings, political and philanthropical, re- 
 spectively, later on ; a hurried club dinner ; 
 and an interminable first night, with hitches 
 in the scene-shifting, and long waits between 
 the acts. 
 
 He had told himself over and over aeain 
 that he would " cut " the dance at his uncle's, 
 and here he was — alleging to himself as an 
 excuse the impossibility of getting to sleep 
 directly after the theatre. 
 
 It was little more than a month that he 
 had been home, and already his old enemy, 
 insomnia, showed signs of being on the 
 track. 
 
 Reuben made his way to a position near 
 
XI.] REUBEN SACHS. i6i 
 
 the foot of the stairs, which afforded a good 
 view of the ball-room. 
 
 He could not see Judith, a circumstance 
 which irritated him, as he did not wish to 
 go in search of her. 
 
 Beyond, in the crowded refreshment room, 
 he had a glimpse of Rose, who was exceed- 
 mg\y friande, giggling behind a large pink 
 ice, while Jack Quixano, a look of conscious 
 waggishness on his face, dropped confidential 
 remarks into her ear. Esther, on the stairs 
 behind him, was delivering herself freely of 
 cheap epigrams to an impecunious partner ; 
 and in a rose-lit recess was to be seen 
 Montague Cohen, his pale, pompous, feeble 
 face wreathed in smiles, enjoying himself 
 hugely with a light-hearted matron from the 
 Gentile camp. 
 
 The whole scene was familiar enough to 
 Reuben, who from his boyhood upward 
 had taken part in the festivities of his 
 
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1 62 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 tribe, with their gorgeously gowned and be- 
 jewelled women, elaborate floral decorations 
 and costly suppers. 
 
 The Jew, it may be remarked in 
 passing, eats and dresses at least two de- 
 grees above his Gentile brother in the 
 same rank of life. 
 
 The music came to an end, and the 
 dancers streamed out from the ball-room. 
 
 Alec Sachs, who had been dancing with 
 his sister, brushed past Reuben in the 
 throng, and the latter was mechanically 
 aware of hearing him say to his partner : 
 
 " Mixed, very mixed ! A scratch lot of 
 people / call it." 
 
 Lionel Leuniger came rushing up to him 
 in all the glory of an Eton suit and a 
 white gardenia. 
 
 "So you've come at last, Reuben! You 
 are very late, and all the pretty girls are 
 engaged. Have a programme ? " 
 
XI.] REUBEN SACHS. 163 
 
 Reuben did not answer. By this time 
 the ball-room was almost empty, and he 
 could see clearly into the room beyond, 
 where a red cloth recess had been built 
 in from the balcony. 
 
 u 2 
 
CHAPTER XII. 
 
 There are flashes struck from midnights, there are 
 
 fire-flames noondays kindle, 
 Whereby piled-up honours perish, whereby swollen 
 
 ambitions dwindle. . . . 
 
 Oh, observe ! Of course, next moment, the world's 
 
 honours, in derision. 
 Trampled out the light for ever. 
 
 Browning : Christina. 
 
 There were two people sitting there, to 
 all appearance completely absorbed in one 
 another. In the distance, Judith's head 
 bending slightly forward, her profile, the 
 curves of her neck and bosom, and the 
 white mass of her gown, were to be seen 
 clearly outlined against the red. And 
 
CH. XII.] REUBEN SACHS. 165 
 
 another figure, in close proximity to the 
 first, defined itself against the same back- 
 ground. Reuben started — Judith and Lee- 
 Harrison ! 
 
 His apathy, his fatigue, his uncertainty 
 as to seeking Judith vanished as by magic. 
 Outwardly he looked impassive as ever as 
 he strolled into the all but deserted ball- 
 room. It would have taken a close observer 
 to perceive the repressed intensity of his 
 every movement. 
 
 There was a draped alcove dividing the 
 front and back drawing-rooms where Caro- 
 line Cardozo and Adelaide were standing 
 as Reuben sauntered towards them. 
 
 " I hardly expected to see you," cried 
 his sister as Reuben stopped and greeted 
 the ladies. Adelaide was not enjoying her- 
 self Her social successes, such as they 
 were, were not usually obtained in the 
 open competition of the ball-room. 
 
1 66 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 **Am I too late for a dance?" asked 
 Reuben, turning with deference to Miss 
 Cardozo. 
 
 She handed him her card with a faint 
 smile ; there were two or three vacant 
 places on it. 
 
 A great fortune (I am quoting Esther), 
 though it always brings proposals of 
 marriage, does not so invariably bring in- 
 vitations to dance. Caroline Cardozo was 
 a plain, thin, wistful girl, with a shy manner 
 that some people mistook for stand-offish- 
 ness, who was declared by the men of the 
 Leunigers' set to be without an atom of 
 •''go." 
 
 Her wealth and importance notwith- 
 standing, she was, as Rose in her capacity 
 of hostess explained, difficult to get rid of. 
 
 Reuben, his dance duly registered, stood 
 talking urbanely, while scrutinizing from 
 beneath his lids the pair on the balcony. 
 
XII.] REUBEN SACHS. 167 
 
 A nearer view showed him the unmis- 
 takable devotion on Bertie's little fair face, 
 which was lifted close to Judith's ; he ap- 
 peared to be devouring her with his eyes. 
 
 And Judith ? 
 
 It seemed to Reuben that never before 
 had he seen that light in her eyes, never 
 that flush on her soft cheek, never that 
 strange, indescribable, almost passionate air 
 in her pose, in her whole presence. 
 
 His own heart was beating with a wild, 
 incredulous anger, an astonished contempt. 
 He to be careful of Judith ; he to beware 
 of engaging her feelings too deeply, he, 
 who after all these years had never been 
 able to bring that look into her eyes ! 
 
 Bertie ? it was impossible ! 
 
 In any case (with sudden vindictiveness) 
 it was unlikely that Bertie himself meant 
 anything ; and yet — yet — he was just the sort 
 of man to do an idiotic thing of the kind. 
 
1 68 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 The music struck up, and the dancers 
 drifted back to the ball-room. 
 
 Reuben, bowing himself away, turned to 
 see Judith and her escort standing behind 
 him, while the latter, gathering courage, 
 wrote his name again and again on her 
 card. 
 
 Reuben remained a moment in doubt, 
 then went straight up to her. 
 
 " Good-evening, Miss Ouixano." 
 
 There was a note of irony in his voice, 
 a look of irony on his pale, tense face ; the 
 glance that he shot at her from his brilliant 
 eyes was almost cruel. 
 
 " Ah, good-evening, Reuben." 
 
 She gave a little gasp, thrilled, bewildered. 
 Long ago, her searching glance travelling 
 across the two crowded rooms had dis- 
 tinguished the top of Reuben's head in 
 the hall beyond. She knew just the way 
 the hair grew, just the way it was lifted 
 
xii.J REUBEN' SACHS. 169 
 
 from the forehead in a sidelong crest, just 
 the way it was beginning to get a Httle 
 thin at the temples. 
 
 Bertie moved off in search of his partner, 
 with a bow and a reminder of future engage- 
 ments. 
 
 " May I have the pleasure of a dance ? " 
 
 Reuben retained his tone of ironical 
 formality, but looking into her uplifted face 
 his jealousy faded and was forgotten. 
 
 She held up her card with a smile ; it was 
 quite full. 
 
 Reuben took it gently from her hand, 
 glanced at it, and tore it into fragments. 
 
 Judith said not a word. 
 
 To both of them the little act seemed 
 fraught with strange significance, the begin- 
 ning of a new phase in their mutual relations. 
 
 Reuben gave her his arm in silence ; she 
 took it, half frightened, and he led her to the 
 furthermost corner of the crimson recess. 
 
170 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 The dancers, overflowing from the ball- 
 room beyond, closed about it, and they were 
 screened from sight. 
 
 Reuben leaned forward, looking at her 
 with eyes that seemed literally alight with 
 some inward flame. The precautions, the 
 restraints, the reserves which had hitherto 
 fenced in their intercourse, were for the 
 moment overthrown. Each was swept away 
 on a current of feeling which was bearing 
 them who knew whither ? 
 
 To Judith, Reuben was no longer a 
 commodity of the market with a high price 
 set on him ; he was a piteous human 
 creature who entreated her with his eyes, 
 yet held her chained : her suppliant and 
 her master. 
 
 A soft wind blew in suddenly through 
 the red curtains and stirred the hair on 
 Judith's forehead. 
 
 "Aren't you cold,'*" 
 
XH.] REUBEN SACHS. 171 
 
 Reuben broke the silence for the first 
 time. 
 
 " No, not at all." She smiled, then holdinof 
 back the red drapery with her hand, looked 
 out into the night. 
 
 The November air was damp, warm, and 
 filled full of a yellow haze which any but a 
 Londoner would have called a fog. 
 
 Across the yard and a half of garden which 
 divided the house from the street, she could 
 see the long deserted thoroughfare with its 
 double line of lamps, their flames shining 
 dull throug^h the mist. 
 
 Reuben watched her. The clear curve of 
 the lifted arm, the beautiful lines of the 
 half-averted face stirred his already excited 
 senses. 
 
 ''Judith!" 
 
 She turned her face, with its almost ecstatic 
 look, towards him, letting fall the curtain. 
 
 There were some chrysanthemums like 
 
172 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 snowflakes In her bodice, scarcely showing 
 against the white, and as she turned, Reuben 
 bent towards her and laid his hand on them. 
 
 " I am going to commit a theft," he said, 
 and his low voice shook a little. 
 
 Judith yielded, passive, rapt, as his fingers 
 fumbled with the gold pin. 
 
 1 1 was like a dream to her, a wonderful dream, 
 with which the whirling maze of dancers, 
 the heavy scents, the delicious music were in- 
 extricably mingled. And mingling with it also 
 was a strange, harsh sound in the street out- 
 side, which, faint and muffled at first, was 
 growing every moment louder and more 
 distinct. 
 
 Reuben had just succeeded in releasing the 
 flowers from their fastening ; but he held 
 them loosely, with doubtful fingers, realizing 
 suddenly what he had done. 
 
 Judith shivered, vaguely conscious of a 
 change in the moral atmosphere. 
 
XII.] REUBEN SACHS. 173 
 
 The noise In the street was very loud, and 
 words could be distinguished. 
 
 " What is it they are saying ? " he cried, 
 dropping the flowers, springing to the aper- 
 ture, and pulling back the curtain. 
 
 Outside the house stood a dark figure, 
 a narrow crackling sheet flung across one 
 shoulder. A voice mounted up, clear in 
 discordance through the mist : 
 
 " Death of a Conservative M.P. ! Death 
 of the member for St. Baldwin's ! " 
 
 " Ah, what is it ? " 
 
 Cold, white, trembling, she too heard 
 the words, and knew that they were her 
 sentence. 
 
 He turned towards her ; on his face was 
 the look of a man who has escaped a great 
 danger. 
 
 " Poor Ronaldson is dead. It has come 
 suddenly at the last. No doubt I shall find 
 a telegram at home." 
 
174 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 He spoke in his most e very-day tones, 
 but he did not look at her. 
 
 She summoned all her strength, all her 
 pride : 
 
 " Then I suppose you will be going down 
 there to-morrow ? " 
 
 Her voice never faltered. 
 
 " No ; in any case I must wait till after 
 the funeral." 
 
 He looked down stiffly. It was she who 
 kept her presence of mind. 
 
 " Don't you want to buy a paper and to 
 tell Adelaide ? " 
 
 " If you will excuse me. Where shall I 
 leave you ? " 
 
 " Oh, I will stop here. The dance is 
 just over." 
 
 He moved off awkwardly ; she stood 
 there white and straight, and never moving. 
 
 At her feet lay her own chrysanthemums, 
 crushed by Reuben's departing feet. 
 
XII.] REUBEN SACHS. 175 
 
 She picked them up and flung them into 
 the street. 
 
 At the same moment a voice sounded at 
 her elbow : 
 
 " I have found you at last." 
 
 " Is this our dance, Mr. Lee- Harrison } " 
 
CHAPTER XIII. 
 
 We did not dream, my heart, and yet 
 With what a pang we woke at last. 
 
 A. Mary F, Robinson. 
 
 Rose, with a candle in her hand, stood 
 at the top of the stairs and yawned. 
 
 It was half-past three ; the last waltz had 
 been waltzed, the last light extinguished, 
 the last carriage had rolled away. 
 
 Bertie, on his road to Albert Hall 
 Mansions, was dreaming dreams ; and 
 Reuben, as he tossed on his sleepless bed, 
 pondering plans for the coming contest, 
 was disagreeably haunted by the recollection 
 of some white chrysanthemums which he 
 had let fall — on purpose. 
 
CH. XIII.] REUBEN SACHS. 177 
 
 " It has been a great success," said Judith, 
 passing by her cousin and going towards 
 her own room. 
 
 Rose followed her, and sitting down on 
 the bed, began drawing out the pins from 
 her elaborately dressed hair. 
 
 " Yes, I think it went off all right. 
 Caroline Cardozo stuck now and then, and 
 no one would dance with poor Alec, so I 
 had to take him round myself" 
 
 Judith laughed. She had danced straight 
 through the programme, had eaten supper, 
 had talked gaily in the intervals of danc- 
 ing. Rose got up from the bed and went 
 over to Judith. 
 
 " Please unfasten my bodice, I have 
 sent Marie to bed." 
 
 Then, as Judith complied : 
 
 " What was Reuben telling Adelaide, and 
 why did he make off so soon ? " 
 
 " Mr. Ronaldson, the member for St. 
 
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178 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Baldwin's, is dead. A man came and shouted 
 the news down the street." 
 
 Her voice was quite steady. 
 
 " What a ghoul Reuben is ! He has been 
 waiting to step into that dead man's shoes 
 this last month and more. — ' Reuben Sachs, 
 M.P.' — 'My brother, the member for St. 
 Baldwin's ' — ' A man told me in the House 
 last night ' — ' My son cannot get away while 
 Parliament is sitting.' — The whole family will 
 be quite unbearable." 
 
 Judith bent her head over an obstinate 
 knot in the silk dress-lace. 
 
 " He is not elected yet," she said. 
 
 Rose, her bodice unfastened, sprang round 
 and faced her cousin. 
 
 " Reuben is as hard as nails ! " she 
 cried with apparent inconsequence. " Under 
 all that good-nature, he is as hard as 
 nails!" 
 
 " Undo my frock, please," said Judith, 
 
XIII.] REUBEN SACHS. 179 
 
 yawning with assumed sleepiness. " It must 
 be nearly four o'clock." 
 
 Rose's capable fingers moved quickly in 
 and out the lace ; as she drew the tag from 
 the last hole, she said : " Well, Judith, when 
 are we to congratulate you ? " 
 
 Judith did not affect to misunderstand the 
 allusion. Bertie's open devotion had acted 
 as a buffer between her and her smartino- 
 pride, 
 
 "Poor little person!" she said, and 
 smiled. 
 
 "You might do worse," said Rose, gather- 
 ing herself up for departure. 
 
 The mask fell off from Judith's face as the 
 door closed on her cousin. She stood there 
 stiff and cold in the middle of the room, her 
 hands hanging loosely at her side. 
 
 Rose put her head in at the door — 
 
 " Do you know what Jack says ? " she 
 began, then stopped suddenly. 
 
 N 2 
 
i8o REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 "Judith, don't look like that, it is no 
 good." 
 
 " No," said Judith, lifting her eyes, " it is 
 no good." Then she went over to the door 
 and shut it. 
 
 She sat down on the edge of her little 
 white bed, supporting one knee with a 
 smooth, solid arm, while she stared into 
 vacancy. 
 
 Nothing had happened — nothing ; yet 
 henceforward life would wear a different 
 face for her and she knew it. 
 
 It was impossible any longer to deceive 
 himself. Her wide, vacant eyes saw nothing, 
 but her mental vision, grown suddenly acute, 
 was confronted by a thronging array of 
 images. 
 
 Yes, she was beginning to see it all now ; 
 dimly and slowly indeed at first, but with 
 ever increasing clearness as she gazed ; to 
 see how it had all been from the beginning ; 
 
XIII.] REUBEN SACHS. i8i 
 
 how slowly and surely this thing had grown 
 about her life ; how in the night a silent foe 
 had undermined the citadel. 
 
 She had been caught, snared in a fine, 
 strong net of woven hair, this young, strong 
 creature. Her streno^th mocked her in the 
 clinging, subtle toils. 
 
 She got up from the bed slowly, 
 stiffly, and stood again upright in the 
 middle of the room. Forced into a position 
 alien to her whole nature, to the very essence 
 of her decorous, law-abiding soul, it was 
 impossible that she should not seek to 
 strike a blow in her own behalf 
 
 " It is no good," Rose had said, and she 
 had echoed the words. 
 
 She did not put her thought into words, 
 but her heart cried out in sudden rebellion, 
 " Why was it no good ? " 
 
 She went over mentally almost every 
 incident in her intercourse with Reuben : 
 
i82 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 saw how from day to day, from month to 
 month, from year to year they had been 
 drawn closer together in ever strengthening, 
 ever tightening bonds. She remembered his 
 voice, his eyes, his face — his near face — as 
 she had heard and seen them a few short 
 hours ago. 
 
 The conventions, the disguises, which she 
 had been taught to regard as the only 
 realities, fell down suddenly before the living 
 reality of this thing which had grown up 
 between her and Reuben. She recognized 
 in it a living creature, wonderful, mysterious, 
 beautiful and strong, with all the risfhts of 
 its existence. It was impossible that they 
 who had given it breath should do violence 
 to it, should stain their hands with its 
 blood — it was impossible. 
 
 She stood there still, her head lifted up, 
 glowing with a strange exultation as her 
 pride re-asserted itself. 
 
XIII.] REUBEN SACHS. 183 
 
 Opposite was a mirror, a three-sided toilet 
 mirror, hung against the wall, and sud- 
 denly Judith caught sight of her own re- 
 flected face with its wild eyes and flushed 
 cheeks ; her face which was usually so 
 calm. 
 
 Calm ? Had she ever been calm, save 
 with the false calmness which narcotic drusfs 
 bestow ? She was frightened of herself, of 
 her own daring, of the wild, strange thoughts 
 and feelings which struggled for mastery 
 within her. There is nothing more terrible, 
 more tragic than this ignorance of a woman 
 of her own nature, her own possibilities, her 
 own passions. 
 
 She covered her face with her hands, 
 and in the darkness the thoughts came 
 crowding (was it thought, or vision, or 
 feeling ?). 
 
 The inexorable realities of her world, 
 those realities of which she had so rarely 
 
i84 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 allowed herself to lose sight, came pressing 
 back upon her with renewed insistence. 
 
 That momentary glow of exultation, of 
 self-vindication faded before the hard daylight 
 which rushed in upon her soul. 
 
 She saw not only how it had all been, but 
 how it would all be to the end. 
 
 Then once more his low, broken voice was 
 in her ear, his supplicating eyes before her ; 
 the music, the breath of dying flowers 
 assailed once more her senses ; she lived 
 over again that near, far-off, wonderful 
 moment. 
 
 Again Judith dropped her hands to her 
 side ; she clenched them in an intolerable 
 agony ; she took a few steps and flung 
 herself face forwards on the pillow. 
 
 Shame, anger, pride, all were swept away 
 in an overwhelming torrent of emotion ; in 
 a sudden flood of passion, of longing, of 
 desolation. 
 
XIII.] REUBEN SACHS. 185 
 
 Baffled, vanquished, she lay there, crush- 
 ing out the sound of unresisted sobs. 
 
 From her heart rose only the cry of 
 defeat : — 
 
 " Reuben, Reuben, have mercy on me ! " 
 
CHAPTER XIV. 
 
 Man's love is of man's life a thing apart ; 
 'Tis woman's whole existence. 
 
 Byron. 
 
 Judith slept far into the morning the 
 sound, deep sleep of exhaustion ; that sleep 
 of the heavy-hearted from which, almost 
 by an effort of will, the dreams are 
 banished. 
 
 The first thing of which she was aware 
 was the sound of Rose's voice, and then of 
 Rose herself standing over her with a plate 
 and a cup of coffee in her hand. Judith 
 raised herself on her elbow ; a vague sense 
 of calamity clung to her ; her eyes were 
 
CH. XIV.] REUBEN SACHS. 187 
 
 heavy with more than the heaviness of 
 sleep. 
 
 " It is ten o'clock," cried Rose. " I have 
 brought you your breakfast. Rather hand- 
 some of me, isn't it ? " 
 
 " Yes, very," said Judith, smiling faintly. 
 " How came I to sleep so late ? " 
 
 It was quite an event in her well-ordered 
 existence ; she realized it with a little shock 
 which set her memory in motion. 
 
 Judith drank her coffee hastily and 
 sprang out of bed. She went through 
 her toilet with even more care and 
 precision than usual ; there is nothing 
 more conducive to self respect than a 
 careful toilet. 
 
 Nothing had happened ; everything had 
 happened. Judith felt that she had grown 
 older in the night. 
 
 All day long people came and went and 
 gossiped ; gossiped loudly and ceaselessly 
 
i88 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 of last night's party ; more cautiously and 
 at intervals of Mr. Ronaldson's death. 
 
 In the evening Adelaide, Esther, and 
 Mrs. Sachs came in, but not Reuben. Not 
 Reuben — she knew her sentence. 
 
 That brief moment of clear vision, of 
 courage, had faded, as we know, even as it 
 came. Now she dared not even look back 
 upon it — dared not think at all. 
 
 Nothing had happened — nothing. 
 
 She fell back upon the unconsciousness, 
 the unsuspiciousness of her neighbours. For 
 them the world was not changed ; how was it 
 possible that great things had taken place ? 
 
 She talked, moved about, and went 
 through all the little offices of her life. 
 
 Now and then she repeated to herself 
 the formulae on which she had been 
 brought up, which she had always accepted, 
 as to the unseriousness, the unreality of the 
 romantic, the sentimental in life. 
 
XIV.] REUBEN SACHS. 189 
 
 Two or three days went by without any 
 event to mark them. On the fourth, 
 Bertie Lee- Harrison paid a call of inter- 
 minable length, when Judith, with bright 
 eyes and flushed cheeks, talked to him with 
 unusual animation. 
 
 In her heart she was thinking : " Reuben 
 will never come again, and what shall I 
 do ? " 
 
 But the very next day Reuben came. 
 
 It was of course impossible that he 
 should stay away for any length of time. 
 
 The Leunigers were at tea in the 
 drawing-room after dinner when the door 
 was pushed open, and he entered, as usual, 
 unannounced. 
 
 Judith's heart leapt suddenly within her. 
 The misery of the last few days melted 
 like a bad dream. After all, were things 
 any different from what they had always 
 been ? 
 
I (JO REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Here was Reuben, here was she, face to 
 face — ahve — together. 
 
 He came slowly forwards, his eyelids 
 drooping, an air of almost wooden immo- 
 bility on his face. The black frock-coat 
 which he wore, and in which he had that 
 day attended Mr. Ronaldson's funeral, 
 brought out the unusual sallowness of his 
 complexion. There was a withered, yellow 
 look about him to-night which forcibly 
 recalled his mother. 
 
 Judith's heart grew very soft as she 
 watched him shaking hands with her aunt 
 and uncle. 
 
 " He is not well," she thought ; then : 
 " He always comes last to me." 
 
 But even as this thought flitted across 
 her mind Reuben was in front of her, 
 holding out his hand. 
 
 For a moment she stared astonished at 
 the stiff, outstretched arm, the downcast, 
 
XIV.] REUBEN SACHS. 191 
 
 expressionless face, taking in the exagger- 
 ated, self-conscious indifference of his whole 
 manner, then, with lightning quickness, put 
 her hand in his. 
 
 It was as though he had struck her. 
 
 She looked round, half-expecting a 
 general protest against this public insult, 
 saw the quiet, unmoved faces, and under- 
 stood. 
 
 She, too, to outward appearance, was 
 quiet and unmoved enough, as she sat there 
 on a primrose-coloured ottoman, bending 
 over a bit of work. But the blood was 
 beating and surging in her ears, and her 
 stiff, cold fingers blundered impotently with 
 needle and thread. 
 
 Reuben finished his greetings, then sat 
 down near his uncle. He had come, he 
 explained, to say " good-bye " before going 
 down to St. Baldwin's, for which, as he had 
 expected, he had been asked to stand. 
 
192 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 There was every chance of his being 
 returned, Mr. Leuniger beheved ? 
 
 Well, yes. There was a small Radical 
 party down there, certainly, beginning to 
 feel its way, and they had brought forward 
 a candidate. Otherwise there would have 
 been no opposition. 
 
 Sir Nicholas Kemys, who had a place 
 down there, and who was member for the 
 county of which St. Baldwin's was the 
 chief town, had been very kind about 
 it all. Lady Kemys was Lee- Harrison's 
 sister. 
 
 Judith listened, cold as a stone. 
 
 How could he bear to sit there, drawling 
 out these facts to Israel Leuniger, which in 
 the natural course of things should have 
 been poured forth for her private benefit 
 in delicious confidence and sympathy ? 
 
 Esther, who was spending the evening 
 with her cousins, came and sat beside her. 
 
XIV.] REUBEN SACHS 193 
 
 " You are putting green silk instead of 
 blue into those cornflowers," she cried. 
 
 Judith lifted her head and met the other's 
 curious, penetrating glance. 
 
 "When I was a little girl," cried Esther, 
 still looking at her, "a little girl of eight years 
 old, I wrote in my prayer-book : ' Cursed art 
 Thou, O Lord my God, Who hast had the 
 cruelty to make me a woman.' And I have 
 gone on saying that prayer all my life — the 
 only one." 
 
 Judith stared at her as she sat there, self- 
 conscious, melodramatic, anxious for effect. 
 
 She never knew if mere whim or a sudden 
 burst of cruelty had prompted her words, 
 
 " According to your own account, Esther," 
 she said, " you must always have been a 
 little beast." 
 
 Esther chuckled. Judith went on sewino-, 
 but changed her silks. 
 
 She wondered if the evening would never 
 
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194 REUBEN SACHS. [ch. xiv. 
 
 end, and yet she did not want Reuben 
 to go. 
 
 He rose at last and made his farewells. 
 
 Judith put out her hand carelessly as he 
 approached her, then, drawn by an irresistible 
 magnetism, lifted her eyes to his. 
 
 As she did so, from Reuben's eyes flashed 
 out a long melancholy glance of passion, of 
 entreaty, of renunciation ; and once again, 
 even from the depths of her own humil- 
 iation, arose that strange, yearning senti- 
 ment of pity, with which this man, who 
 was strong, ruthless and successful, had 
 such power of inspiring her. 
 
 Only for a moment did their eyes meet, the 
 next she had turned hers away — had in her 
 turn grown cold and unresponsive. 
 
 How dared he look at her thus ? How 
 dared he profane that holiest of sorrows, the 
 sorrow of those who love and are by fate 
 separated ? 
 
CHAPTER XV. 
 
 Wer nie sein Brod mit Thraenen ass, 
 Wer nie die kummervolleii Naechte 
 Auf seinem Bette weinend sass, 
 Der Kennt euch nicht, ihr himmlische Maechte ! 
 
 Goethe. 
 
 There was a little set of shelves in Judith's 
 bedroom which contained the whole of her 
 modest library, some twenty books in all — 
 Lorna Doone iQ^'AyX^^ Sterling ; Macaulay's 
 Essays ; Hypatia ; The Life of Palmerston; 
 the Life of Lord Beaconsfield : these were 
 among her favourites, and they had all been 
 given to her by Reuben Sachs. 
 
 Like many wholly unliterary people, she 
 preferred the mildly instructive even in her 
 
 o 2 
 
196 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 fiction. It was a matter of surprise to her 
 that clever creatures, like Leo and Esther for 
 instance, should pass whole days when the 
 fit was on in the perusal of such works as 
 Cometh Up as a Floiucr, and JMolly Bavon. 
 
 But it was not novels, even the less 
 frivolous ones, that Judith cared for. 
 
 Rose, whose own literary tastes inclined 
 towards the society papers, varied by an 
 occasional French novel, had said of her with 
 some truth, that the drier a book was, the 
 better she liked it. Reuben had lonof aeo 
 discovered Judith's power of following out a 
 train of thought in her clear, careful way, and 
 had taken pleasure in providing her with 
 historical essays and political lives, and even 
 in leading her through the mazes of modern 
 politics. 
 
 Perhaps he did not realize, what it is 
 always hard for the happy, objective male 
 creature to realize, that if he had happened 
 
XV. 
 
 REUBEN SACHS. 197 
 
 to be a doctor, Judith might have developed 
 scientific tastes, or if a clergyman, have 
 found nothing so interesting as theological 
 discussion and the history of the Church, 
 
 Judith stood before her little library in the 
 dark November dawn, with a candle in her 
 hand, scanning the familiar titles with weary 
 eyes. She was so young and strong, that 
 even in her misery she could sleep the 
 greater part of the night ; but these last 
 few days she had taken to waking at dawn, 
 to lying for hours wide-eyed in her little 
 white bed, while the slow day grew. 
 
 But to-day it was intolerable, she could 
 bear it no longer, to lie and let the heavy, 
 inarticulate sorrow prey on her. 
 
 She would try a book ; not a very hopeful 
 remedy in her own opinion, but one which 
 Reuben, Esther, and Leo, who were all 
 troubled by sleeplessness, regarded, she knew, 
 as the best thinij under the circumstances, 
 
iqS REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 So she scanned the famihar bookshelves, 
 then turned away ; there was nothing there 
 to meet her case. 
 
 She put on her dressing-gown and stole 
 out softly across the passage to Leo's 
 empty room, where she remembered to 
 have seen some books. 
 
 Here she set down the candle, and, as 
 she looked round the dim walls, her thoughts 
 went out suddenly to Leo himself, went out 
 to him with a new tenderness, with something 
 that was almost beyond comprehension. 
 
 She knew, though she did not use the word 
 to herself, that after some blind, groping 
 fashion of his own, Leo was an idealist — 
 poor Leo ! 
 
 There were books on a table near, and 
 she took them up one by one : some volumes 
 of Heine, in prose and verse ; the operatic 
 score of Pai^sifal ; Donaldson on the Greek 
 Theatre; and then two books of poetry, 
 
XV.] REUBEN SACHS. 199 
 
 each of which, had she but known it, 
 appealed strongly to two strongly marked 
 phases of Leo's mood — Poems and Ballads, 
 and a worn green copy of the poems of 
 Clough. 
 
 She turned over the leaves carelessly. 
 
 Poetry ? Yes, she would try a little poetry. 
 She had always enjoyed reading Tennyson 
 and Shakespeare in the schoolroom. So she 
 put the books under her arm, went back to her 
 room, and crept into her little cold bed. 
 
 She took up the volume of Swinburne 
 and began reading it mechanically by the 
 flickering candlelight. 
 
 The rolling, copious phrases conveyed 
 little meaning to her, but she liked the 
 music of them. There was something to 
 make a sophisticated onlooker laugh in the 
 sight of this young, pure creature, with her 
 strong, slow-growing passions, her strong, 
 slow-growing intellect, bending over the 
 
REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 diffuse, unreserved, unrestrained pages. 
 She came at last to one poem, the 
 Trimuph of Time, which seemed to have 
 more meaning than the others, and which 
 arrested her attention, though even this was 
 only comprehensible at intervals. She read 
 on and on : — 
 
 •'I liave given no man of any fruit to eat; 
 I have trod tlie grapes, I have drunken the wine. 
 Had you eaten and drunken and found it sweet, 
 This wild new growth of die corn and vine, 
 This wine and bread without lees or leaven. 
 We had grown as gods, as the gods in heaven, 
 Souls fair to look upon, goodly to greet, 
 One splendid spirit, your soul and mine. 
 
 " In the change of years, in the coil of things, 
 In the clamour and rumour of life to be. 
 We, drinking love at the furthest springs. 
 Covered with love as a covering tree. 
 We had grown as gods, as the gods above, 
 Filled from the heart to the lips with love, 
 Held fast in his arms, clothed warm with his wings, 
 O love, my love, had you loved but me \ 
 
REUBEN SACHS. 
 
 " We had stood as the sure stars stand, and moved 
 As the moon moves, loving the world ; and seen 
 Grief collapse as a thing disproved, 
 Death consume as a thing unclean. 
 Twin halves of a perfect heart, made fast 
 Soul to soul while the years fell past ; 
 Had you loved me once, as you have not loved ; 
 Had the chance been with us that has not been." 
 
 The slow tears gathered in her eyes, and 
 forcing themselves forward fell down her 
 cheeks. 
 
 Then there was, after all, something to 
 be said for feelings which had not their 
 basis in material relationships. They were 
 not mere phantasmagoria conjured up by 
 silly people, by sentimental people, by 
 women. Clever men, men of distinction, 
 recognized them, treated them as of para- 
 mount importance. 
 
 The practical, if not the theoretical, teach- 
 ing of her life had been to treat as absurd 
 any close or strong feeling which had not 
 
REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 its foundations in material interests. There 
 must be no undue giving away of one's self 
 in friendship, in the pursuit of ideas, in 
 charity, in a public cause. Only gushing 
 fools did that sort of thing, and their folly 
 generally met with its reward. 
 
 And this teaching, sensible enough in its 
 way, had been accepted without question by 
 the clannish, exclusive, conservative soul of 
 Judith. 
 
 Where your interests lie, there should lie 
 your duties ; and where your duties, your 
 feelines. A wholesome doctrine no doubt, 
 if not one that will always meet the far- 
 reaching and complicated needs of a human 
 soul. 
 
 And if this doctrine applied to friendship, 
 to philanthropy, to art and politics, in how 
 much greater a degree must it apply to 
 love, to the unspoken, unacknowledged love 
 between a man and woman ; a thing in its 
 
Kv.] REUBEN SACHS. 203 
 
 very essence immaterial, and which, in its 
 nature, can have no rights, no duties 
 attached to it ? 
 
 It was the very hatred of the position into 
 which she had been forced, the very loathing 
 of what was so alien to her whole way of 
 life and mode of thought that was giving 
 Judith courage ; if she could not vindicate 
 herself, she must be simply crushed beneath 
 the load of shame. 
 
 On one point, the nature and extent 
 of her feeling for Reuben, there could 
 no longer be illusion or self-deception ; 
 she would have walked to the stake 
 for him without a murmur, and she knew 
 it. 
 
 She knew, too, that Reuben loved her as 
 far as in him lay ; knew, with a bitter 
 humiliation, how far short of hers fell his 
 love. 
 
 Yet deep in her heart lay the touching 
 
204 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 obstinate belief of the woman who loves — 
 that she was necessary to him, that she 
 alone could minister to his needs ; that in 
 turning away from her and her large protec- 
 tion, her infinite toleration, he was turning 
 away from the best which life had to offer 
 him. 
 
 In the first sharp agony of awakening, 
 Judith, as we know, had recognized that 
 which had grown up between her and 
 Reuben as a reality with rights and claims 
 of its own. And the conviction of this was 
 slowly growing upon her in the intervals of 
 the swinging back of the pendulum, when 
 she judged herself by conventional standards 
 and felt herself withered by her own scorn, 
 the scorn of her world, and the scorn of the 
 man she loved. 
 
 A great tear splashing down across the 
 Triumph of Time recalled her to herself. 
 
 She shut the book and sat up in bed, 
 
XV.] REUBEN SACHS. 205 
 
 sweeping back the heavy masses of hair from 
 her forehead. 
 
 Often and often, with secret contempt and 
 astonishment, had she seen Esther dissolved 
 in tears over her favourite poets. 
 
 Should she grow in time to be like Esther, 
 undignified, unreserved ? Would people talk 
 about her, pity her, say that she had had 
 unfortunate love affairs ? 
 
 Oh, yes, they would talk, that was the way 
 of her world ; even Rose who was kind, and 
 her own mother who loved her ; no doubt 
 they had begun to talk already. 
 
 Then, with a sense of unutterable weari- 
 ness, she fell back on the pillows and 
 slept. 
 
CHAPTER XVI. 
 
 .... What help is there ? 
 
 There is no help, for all these things are so. 
 
 A. C. Swinburne. 
 
 " Come over here, Judith, and I will show 
 you something," said Ernest Leuniger as he 
 sat by the fire in the morning-room. 
 
 It was two days after Reuben's departure 
 for St. Baldwin's, and Ernest bad returned 
 from the country that morning. 
 
 She went over to him, drawing a chair 
 close to his. Judith was always very kind 
 to him, and he admired her immensely, 
 treating her at intervals with a sort of 
 gallantry. 
 
 " Now look at me ! " He had the solitaire 
 
CH. XVI.] REUBEN SACHS. 207 
 
 board on his knee, and a little glass ball, 
 with coloured threads spun into it, between 
 his finofers. 
 
 " There, and there, and there ! " 
 
 Judith bent forward dutifully, watching 
 how he lifted the marbles, one after the other, 
 from their holes. 
 
 " Don't you see ? 
 
 He looked at her triumphantly, but a little 
 irritated at her obtuseness. 
 
 " Oh, yes," said Judith vaguely. 
 
 " The figure eight — don't you see ? " 
 
 He pointed to the balls remaining on the 
 board. 
 
 " So it is ! Where did you learn to do 
 that ? " she asked, smiling gently. 
 
 "Ah, that's telling, isn't it.?" He 
 chuckled slily, swept the balls together with 
 his hand, and announced his intention of 
 going in search of his man, with a view to 
 a game of billiards. 
 
2o8 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Judith sank back in her chair as the 
 door closed on him. The firelight played 
 about her face, which, though not less 
 beautiful, had grown to look older. She 
 had been living hard these last few 
 days. 
 
 The door opened, and Rose came in 
 with her hat on and a parcel in her 
 hand. 
 
 "No tea ? " she cried, kneeling down on 
 the hearthrug and holding out her hands 
 to the fire. 
 
 " It isn't five o'clock yet." 
 
 There was an air of tension, of expect- 
 ancy almost about Judith which contrasted 
 markedly with her habitual serenity. 
 
 Rose turned suddenly. " When, Judith, 
 when ? " she cried with immense archness. 
 
 " I don't know," said Judith quietly. 
 
 There had been a dance the night before 
 at the Kohnthals, where Bertie's uncon- 
 
xvi.l REUBEN SACHS. 209 
 
 cealed devotion to herself had been one of 
 the events of the hour. 
 
 " Judith ! " — Rose regarded her with 
 excitement — " do you mean to say he has — 
 spoken ? Or are you humbugging in that 
 serious way of yours ? " 
 
 '' Mr. Lee-Harrison has not proposed to 
 me, if that is what you want to know." 
 
 Rose unfastened her fur mantle in silence. 
 Something in Judith's manner puzzled her. 
 
 " He really is a nice little person," Rose 
 went on after a pause ; " such beautiful 
 manners ! " 
 
 " Oh, he hands plates and opens doors 
 very prettily." 
 
 Judith spoke with a certain weary scorn, 
 which Rose accepted as the tone of depreci- 
 ation natural to a woman who discusses an 
 undeclared admirer. 
 
 As a matter of fact, Judith recognized 
 clearly the marks of breeding, the hundred 
 
 ? 
 
REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 and one fine differences which distinguished 
 Bertie from the people of her set, whose 
 manners were almost invariably tinged with 
 respect of persons — that sure foe to respect 
 of humanity. She recognized them and 
 their value as hallmarks, wondering all the 
 time with a dreary wonder, that any one 
 should attach importance to such things as 
 these. 
 
 For in her heart she despised the man. 
 His intelligent fluency, his unfailing, monot- 
 onous politeness were a weariness to her. 
 
 His very readiness to fall down utterly be- 
 fore her, seemed to her — alas, poor Judith ! 
 — in itself a brand of inferiority. 
 
 " Tea at last," cried Rose, as the door 
 opened. " And Adelaide. What a scent 
 you have for tea, Addle." 
 
 Mrs. Montague Cohen swept in past the 
 servant with the tray and took possession 
 of the best chair. 
 
REUBEN SACHS. an 
 
 "Mamma is here too," she cried; "she 
 and aunt Ada will be in in a minute." 
 
 She drew off her gloves and the two girls 
 rose to greet Mrs. Sachs, who at this point 
 came with Mrs. Leuniger into the room. 
 
 Judith gave her hand very quietly to 
 Reuben's mother, then took her seat at 
 some distance from the group round the 
 tea-table, occupying herself with cutting 
 the leaves of a novel that had just arrived 
 from Mudie's. 
 
 " Reuben is nominated," cried Adelaide, 
 as she helped herself liberally to tea-cake. 
 " We had a telegram this morning." 
 
 "He expects to get in this time ? " 
 said Mrs. Leuniger, her pessimistic mind 
 reverting naturally to her nephews first 
 unsuccessful attempt at embarking on a, 
 political career, 
 
 " It won't be for want of interest if he 
 doesn't," said Mrs. Sachs ; " Sir Nicholas 
 
 P 2 
 
212 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Kemys and his wife are working day and 
 night for him — day and night." 
 
 "And Miss Lee-Harrison, Lady Kemys' 
 sister, she seems to be quite specially zealous 
 in the good cause," put in Adelaide with 
 meaning. 
 
 Secretly she was mortified at not having 
 been asked down to St. Baldwin's for the 
 campaign, Reuben having met her hints on 
 the subject in a very decided manner. 
 There was some satisfaction in ventine her 
 feelings on Judith, for whose benefit her 
 last remark was uttered. 
 
 " When is the election ? " said Rose, turn- 
 ing to her aunt. 
 
 " Not till to-day week. But I may safely 
 say there is no real cause for anxiety." 
 
 "Did you see last night's Globe?'' cried 
 Adelaide, "and the St. James s? They 
 cracked up Reuben no end." 
 
 Judith had seen them ; she had seen 
 
xvi.] REUBEN SACHS. 213 
 
 also the Pall Mall Gazelle, which expressed 
 Itself in very different terms. 
 
 She had put back Poems and Ballads on 
 its shelf, and had taken to reading all the 
 articles respecting the prospects of the St. 
 Baldwin's elections that she could lay hands 
 on. 
 
 At least she had a right to be interested 
 in what she had been told so much about, 
 but there were times when she felt, as she 
 read, that her interest was intrusive, a thing 
 to be ashamed of. 
 
 " I suppose," said Rose, " that he is too 
 busy to write much." 
 
 " We had a letter yesterday — just a line. 
 He seemed in splendid spirits, and has 
 promised to wire from time to time," 
 answered Adelaide. 
 
 "A good son,'' said Mrs. Sachs half 
 tenderly, half jestingly, very proudly, " who 
 never forgets his mother." 
 
214 REUBEN SACHS. [^h ap. 
 
 So the talk went on. 
 
 Judith sat there Hstening, cutting open 
 her novel, and throwing in a remark from 
 time to time. 
 
 Every word that was uttered seemed a 
 brick in the wall that was buildinor between 
 herself and Reuben. 
 
 In this crisis of his career, so long looked 
 forward to, so often discussed, he had no 
 need, no thought of her. Adelaide, Esther, 
 Rose, all had more claim on him than she ; 
 she was shut out from his life. 
 
 Reuben, disappointed, defeated : in such 
 a one she would always, in spite of him- 
 self, have felt her rights. But Reuben, 
 hopeful, successful, surrounded by admiring 
 friends and relatives, fenced in more closely 
 still by his mother's love : from the con- 
 templation of this glittering figure, cruel, 
 triumphant, she turned away in a stony 
 agony of self-contempt. 
 
XVI.] REUBEN SACHS. 215 
 
 There was a sound of carnage wheels 
 outside, and Lionel, who had been recon- 
 noitring in the hall, burst in with the 
 announcement, " Grandpapa has come." 
 
 Mrs. Leuniger received the news with 
 something like agitation. Old Solomon's 
 visits were few and far between, and now 
 as he came, with pompous uncertainty of 
 step across the room, the whole group by 
 the fireplace rose hastily and went to nfeet 
 him. 
 
 " Reuben is nominated," cried Adelaide, 
 when the old man had been established 
 in a chair. 
 
 "Yes, yes," said Solomon Sachs, "so 
 I hear." 
 
 He turned to his niece : " He ain't lookino; 
 well, that boy of yours." 
 
 Mrs. Sachs shifted uneasily. 
 
 " You saw him just before he went, uncle 
 Solomon, when he was tired out and not 
 
21 6 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 himself. He had been running from pillar 
 to post all the week." 
 
 Mrs. Leimiger muttered dejectedly : '* He 
 is getting to look like his father." 
 
 Old Solomon raised his square hand to 
 his beard, lifting his eyebrows high above 
 the grave, shrewd, melancholy eyes. 
 
 Mrs. Sachs started ; a sudden look of 
 terror came into her face ; the whites of 
 her little hard eyes grew visible. 
 
 " Why don't he marry ? " said Solomon 
 Sachs after a pause ; "why don't he marry 
 that daughter of Cardozo's ? She's not 
 much to look at, certainly," he added, and 
 a wave of whimsical amusement broke out 
 suddenly over the large, grave face. 
 
 " Yes," put in Mrs. Leuniger, unusually 
 loquacious. " his wife might see that he 
 didn't work himself to death." 
 
 " I don't see how he can work less," 
 cried Adelaide; "he has his way to make. 
 
XVI.] REUBEN SACHS. 217 
 
 And making your way, in these days, means 
 pulling a great many strings." 
 
 "Yes," said Mrs. Sachs, relieved by this 
 view of the case, "he must get on." 
 
 Judith began to feel that her powers of 
 endurance had their limits. She rose slowly, 
 went over to the fireplace for a moment, 
 threw a casual remark to Rose, and went 
 from the room. 
 
 As she made her way up stairs the post- 
 man's knock sounded through the house, 
 and then Lionel came running to her with 
 a letter. 
 
 Her correspondence was very small, and 
 she glanced with but faint interest at the 
 little packet in her cousin's hand. 
 
 He was carrying it seal upwards, and sud- 
 denly her heart beat with a wild, mad beating, 
 and the colour leapt to her pale cheeks. 
 
 She could see that it was sealed with wax. 
 There was only one person that she knew 
 
2i8 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 who fastened his letters so. Reuben in- 
 variably made use of the signet ring which 
 had belonged to his father, engraved with a 
 crest duly bought and paid for at the 
 Heralds' Collec^e. 
 
 She took the precious thing in her hand, 
 closing her fingers over it, and smiled rad- 
 iantly at the little boy. 
 
 " Thank you, Lionel." 
 
 Her room gained, she locked the door, 
 sat down on the bed, and looked at her 
 letter — 
 
 " To Miss Judith Ouixano." 
 
 The writing was certainly not Reuben's, 
 and he never used the " To." 
 
 Then she turned it over and examined the 
 seal, the seal that was totally unfamiliar. 
 She felt a little sick, a little dazed, and 
 leaned her head against the wall. 
 
 After a time she opened the letter and 
 read it. 
 
xvi.l REUBEN SACHS. 
 
 219 
 
 It was from Bertie Lee-Harrison, who 
 asked her to be his wife. 
 
 It was a long letter, and stated, amongst 
 other things, that he had already obtained his 
 uncle's permission to address her. 
 
 Old Solomon's words as to his grandson's 
 marriage flashed into her mind. It struck her 
 that these plans for Reuben, for herself, 
 were nothing less than an outrage. 
 
 It struck her also that she might marry 
 Bertie. 
 
 All her courage had deserted her, all her 
 daring of thought and feeling, in the face of 
 a world where thought and feeling were kept 
 apart from word and deed. 
 
 She too must fall down and worship at the 
 shrine of the great god Expediency. 
 
 For how, otherwise, could she live her 
 life? 
 
 Thrust out from Reuben's friendship, from 
 all that made her happiness ; shorn of self- 
 
220 REUBEN SACHS. [ch. xvi. 
 
 respect, of the respect of her world ; how 
 could she bear to go on ui the old track ? 
 
 To her blind misery, her ignorance, Bertie 
 was nothing more than a polite little figure 
 holding open for her a door of escape. 
 
CHAPTER XVII. 
 
 O' Thursday let it be : o' Thursday, tell her, 
 She shall be married to this noble earl. 
 
 Romeo and Juliet. 
 
 The news of Bertie's proposal spread like 
 fire in the family. 
 
 Rose had a vision of bridesmaids' gowns 
 and of belted earls at the wedding. Lionel 
 and Sidney, who always knew everything 
 without being told, scented wedding-cake 
 from afar, and indulged in a great deal of 
 chaff sotto voce at their cousin's expense. 
 
 Adelaide was so excited when the news 
 reached her, that she flattened her nose with 
 the handle of her parasol, and exclaimed with 
 
222 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 her usual directness : " I wonder if the 
 Norwood people will receive her." 
 
 Like every one else, she took for granted 
 that Judith would not be allowed to let slip 
 so brilliant an opportunity. 
 
 A little maidenly hesitation, a little genuine 
 reluctance perhaps — for Bertie was not the 
 man to take a girl's fancy — and Judith would 
 give further proof of her good sense ; would 
 open her mouth and shut her eyes and 
 swallow what the Fates had sent her. 
 
 Poor Mrs. Ouixano, greatly agitated, 
 vibrated between the Walterton Road and 
 Kensington Palace Gardens, expending quite 
 a little fortune on blue omnibuses. 
 
 It took a long time for her brother to con- 
 vince her that Bertie's spurious Judaism could 
 for a moment be accepted as the real thing. 
 
 " He is not a Jew," she reiterated obstin- 
 ately ; " would you let your own daughter 
 marry him ? " 
 
XVII.] REUBEN SACHS. 223 
 
 Israel Leuniger evaded the question. 
 
 " My dear Golda, he is as much a Jew as 
 you or I. Her father is perfectly satisfied, as 
 well he may be — it is a brilliant match." 
 
 Mrs. Leuniger realized perfectly the 
 meaning of ^^5000 a year, Bertie's other 
 advantages, such, for instance, as his connec- 
 tion with the Norwoods, had little weight 
 with her. If he had been one of the 
 Cardozos, or of the Silberheims — the great 
 Jewish bankers— she could have understood 
 all this fuss about his family. 
 
 " Who are the girls to marry in these 
 days ? " Mrs. Sachs said later on, as she, 
 Mrs. Ouixano, and Mrs. Leuniger sat in con- 
 sultation. "If I had unmarried daughters 
 I should tell them they would have to marry 
 Germans." 
 
 The extreme nature of this statement did 
 not fail to impress her hearers. 
 
 While the matrons sat in conclave in 
 
224 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 the primrose -coloured drawing-room, Judith 
 up stairs in her own little domain was trying 
 to come to a decision on the subject of their 
 discussion. 
 
 She had asked for time, for a few days 
 in which to make up her mind, and of 
 these, three had already gone by. But 
 from the first there had always been this 
 thing in her mind, this thing from which 
 she shrank — that she would marry Bertie. 
 
 Her loneliness, her utter isolation of 
 spirit in that crowded house where she was 
 for the moment a centre of interest, a 
 mark for observation, are difficult to realize. 
 A severance of home ties had been to a 
 certain extent involved in her change of 
 homes. Her nearest approach to intimate 
 women friends were Rose and Esther. 
 As for the one friend who had wound 
 his way into her reserved, exclusive soul, 
 who had made a path into her inclosed, 
 
xvii.] REUBEN SACHS. 225 
 
 restricted life, he was her friend no 
 more. 
 
 Reuben, oh, humiHation ! had shown her 
 plainly that he was afraid of her ; afraid 
 of any claims she might choose to base 
 on the friendship which had existed be- 
 tween them. There was always this thought 
 in her mind goading her. 
 
 On the faces round her she read nothing 
 but anxiety that she would make up her 
 mind without delay. She knew what was 
 expected of her. 
 
 Sometimes she thought she could have borne 
 it better if some one had said outright : 
 
 " We know that you love Reuben ; that 
 Reuben loves you after a fashion. But it 
 is no good crying for the moon ; take your 
 half loaf and be thankful for it." 
 
 It was this absolute, stony ignoring of 
 all that had gone before which seemed to 
 crush the life out of her. 
 
 Q 
 
226 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 She was orrowinsf to feel that in loving: 
 Reuben she had committed a crime too 
 shameful for decent people even to speak of. 
 
 That Reuben had ever loved her she now 
 doubted. It had all been a chimera of the 
 emotional female brain, of which Reuben, 
 who was subject, as we know, to occasional 
 lapses of taste, had often confided to her 
 his contempt. Yet even now there were 
 moments when, rememberinof all that had 
 gone before, it seemed to her impossible 
 that Reuben should do long without her. 
 
 If she flew in the face of nature and said 
 " Yes " to Bertie, surely he would come for- 
 ward and protest against such an outrage. 
 
 Every day she devoured the scraps of 
 news which the papers contained respecting 
 the coming election at St. Baldwin's. 
 
 Sometimes her mind dwelt on the splen- 
 dours of the prospect held out before her ; 
 splendours which, in her ignorance, she was 
 
XVII.] REUBEN SACHS. 227 
 
 disposed to exaggerate. Reuben, climbing 
 to those social heights, which for herself 
 she had always deemed inaccessible, Reu- 
 ben reaching the summit, would find her 
 there before him. That would impress 
 him greatly, she knew. 
 
 Let this thought be forgiven her ; let it 
 be remembered who was her hero, and how 
 little choice there had been for her in the 
 matter of heroes. 
 
 Yet such are the contradictions of our 
 nature, that had the Admirable Crichton stood 
 before her, Don Quixote, or Sir Galahad 
 himself, I cannot answer for Judith that she 
 would not have turned from them to the mixed, 
 imperfect human creature — Reuben Sachs. 
 
 So she sat there swaying this way and 
 that, and then the door opened and her 
 mother came in. Mrs. Quixano, we know, 
 was not pleased at heart, but she had become 
 very anxious for the marriage. 
 
 Q 2 
 
2 28 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Judith listened passively as the advan- 
 tages of her future position were laid before 
 her. 
 
 Then she made her protest, fully conscious 
 of its weakness. 
 
 '' I do not like Mr. Lee- Harrison." 
 
 "Of course not," said Mrs. Ouixano. "I 
 should be sorry to hear that you did. No 
 girl likes her intended — at first." 
 
 Judith bowed her head, conscious, ashamed. 
 
 Only that afternoon Rose had said to her : 
 "We all have to marry the men we don't 
 care for. I shall, I know, although I have a 
 lot of money. I am not sure that it is not 
 best in the end." 
 
 And she sighed, as a red-headed, cousinly 
 vision rose before her mental sight. 
 
 " You are coming home with me," went 
 on Mrs. Quixano, "then we can talk it over 
 comfortably. You mustn't keep the poor man 
 waiting much longer." 
 
XVII.] REUBEN SACHS. 229 
 
 Mrs. Leuniger came in as Judith was 
 tying her bonnet strings. 
 
 "Judith is coming with me," said her 
 mother. 
 
 Aunt Ada drifted slowly across the room 
 to where Judith was standing. She looked 
 at her with her miserable eyes, rubbing her 
 hands together as she said : 
 
 " You had better write to Mr. Lee- Harrison 
 before you go. You won't get such an oppor- 
 tunity as this every day." 
 
 Judith stared at her aunt in a sort of 
 desperation. 
 
 She, too ? Aunt Ada, who all the days 
 of her life had known wealth, splendour, 
 importance, and, as far as could be seen, 
 had never enjoyed an hour's happiness ! 
 
 She looked at the dejected, untidy figure, 
 with the load of diamonds on the fingers, 
 the rich lace round neck and wrists, the 
 crumpled gown of costly silk. 
 
230 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Aunt Ada still believed in these things 
 then ; in diamonds, lace and silk ? Did 
 not wring her hands and cry, " all is 
 vanity ! " 
 
 Hers was truly an astonishing mani- 
 festation of faith. 
 
 Judith sat in her father's study in the 
 Walterton Road. 
 
 On the desk before her lay the letter 
 which she had written and sealed to Mr. 
 Lee-Harrison, containing her acceptance of 
 his offer. 
 
 A certain relief had come with the deed. 
 She had opened up for herself a new field 
 of action ; she would be reinstated in the 
 eyes of her world, in Reuben's eyes, in her 
 own. 
 
 She was so strong, so cruelly vital that 
 it never for an instant occurred to her that 
 she might pine and fade under her misery. 
 
xvii.j REUBEN SACHS. 231 
 
 She would have laughed to scorn such a 
 thought. 
 
 Not thus could she hope for escape. A new 
 field of action — there lay her best chance. 
 
 Her father came up to her and put his 
 hand on her shoulder. She lifted her 
 mournful glance to his ; the kind, vague 
 regard was inexpressibly soothing after the 
 battery of eyes to which she had been 
 recently exposed. 
 
 " I hope, my dear," said Joshua Ouixano, 
 ** that you are quite happy in this engage- 
 ment ? " 
 
 " Oh, yes, papa," answered Judith ; but 
 suddenly, as she spoke, the tears welled to 
 her eyes and poured down her face. 
 
 Such a display of feeling on her part was 
 without precedent. Both father and daughter 
 were exceedingly shy, though in neither case 
 with that shyness which manifests itself in 
 outward physical flutter. 
 
232 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Mr. Quixano, deeply moved, stretched out 
 his arms, and putting them about her, drew 
 her close against him. 
 
 " My dear girl, my dear girl, you are not 
 to do this unless you are sure it is for 
 your happiness. Remember, there is always 
 a home for you here. You can always come 
 back to us." 
 
 She let her face lie on his breast, while 
 the tears flowed unchecked. His words, the 
 kind, timid, caressing movements with which 
 he accompanied them were sweet to her, 
 though in the depths of her heart she knew 
 that there was no turning back. 
 
 Material advantage ; things that you could 
 touch and see and talk about ; that these 
 were the only things which really mattered, 
 had been the unspoken gospel of her life. 
 
 Now and then you allowed yourself the 
 luxury of a fine sentiment in speech, but 
 when it came to the point, to take the best 
 
xvii.j REUBEN SACHS. 233 
 
 that you could get for yourself was the 
 only course open to a person of sense. 
 
 The push, the struggle, the hunger and 
 greed of her world rose vividly before her. 
 Wealth, power, success — a flaunting suc- 
 cess for all men to see ; had she not be- 
 lieved in these things as the most desirable 
 on earth ? Had she not always wished them 
 to fall to the lot of the person dearest to 
 her ? Did she not believe in them still ? 
 Was she not doing her best to secure them 
 for herself? 
 
 But she was Joshua Ouixano's daughter — 
 was it possible that she cared for none of 
 these thines ? 
 
CHAPTER XVIII. 
 
 The essence of love is kindness ; and indeed it may 
 be best defined as passionate kindness. 
 
 R. L Stevenson. 
 
 There is nothing more dear to the Jewish 
 heart than an engagement ; and when, four 
 days after the events of the last chapter, 
 that between Judith and Bertie was made 
 pubHc, congratulations flowed in, people 
 called at all hours of the day, and the 
 house in Kensington Palace Gardens pre- 
 sented a scene of cheerful activity and 
 excitement. 
 
 The Community, after much discussion, 
 much shaking of heads over the degeneracy 
 of the times, had decided on accepting 
 
CH. XVIII.] REUBEN SACHS. 235 
 
 Bertie's veneer of Judaism as the real thing, 
 and the engagement was treated like any 
 other. If Mr. Lee- Harrison had continued 
 in the faith of his fathers this would not 
 have been the case. Though both engage- 
 ment and marriaofe would In a o^reat number 
 of instances have been countenanced, their 
 recognition would have been less formal 
 and public, and of course a fair proportion 
 of Jews would never have recognized them 
 at all. 
 
 As it was, the brilliancy of the match was 
 considered a little dimmed by the fact of 
 Bertie's not being of the Semitic race. It 
 showed indifferent sportsmanship, if nothing 
 else, to have failed in bringing down one 
 of the wily sons of Shem. 
 
 The Samuel Sachses came over at the 
 first opportunity to zuisli joy, as they them- 
 selves expressed it, and inspect the new 
 fiance. 
 
236 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 It is possible that they were not well 
 received, for Netta gave out subsequently, 
 whenever the Lee- Harrisons were in 
 question : " We don't visit. Mamma doesn't 
 approve of mixed marriages." 
 
 The day on which the engagement was 
 announced happened also to be that of the 
 election, and in the course of the afternoon 
 Adelaide burst in, much excited by the 
 double event. 
 
 " An overwhelming majority ! " she cried ; 
 " Reuben is in by an overwhelming 
 majority." 
 
 Then going up to Judith, she gave her 
 a soundinof kiss. 
 
 " I am so glad, dear," she said gushingly. 
 
 Judith submitted to this display of 
 affection with a good grace. 
 
 For the last four days she had been 
 living in a dream ; a dream peopled by 
 phantoms, who went and came, spoke and 
 
XVIII.] REUBEN SACHS. 237 
 
 smiled, but had about as much reahty as 
 the figures of a magpie lantern. 
 
 As before Bertie's proposal she had been 
 too much preoccupied to be much aware 
 of him, so now she continued to accept 
 his attentions in the same spirit of amiable 
 indifference and unconsciousness. Bertie, 
 as Gwendolen Harleth said of Grandcourt, 
 was not disgusting. He took his love, 
 as he took his religion, very theoretically. 
 There was something not unpleasant 
 in the atmosphere of respectful devotion 
 with which he contrived to surround her. 
 
 " Where is your young man ? " went on 
 Adelaide, taking a seat close to Judith, 
 and noting with admiration the rich 
 colour in her face, the wonderful brilliance 
 of her eyes. 
 
 She felt very friendly towards the girl, who 
 was safely out of her brother's way, and 
 was doing so remarkably well for herself. 
 
238 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 Afterwards she observed to her husband : 
 " Judith looked quite good-looking. I 
 always say there is nothing like being 
 engaged for improving a girl's com- 
 plexion." 
 
 " Am I my young man's keeper ? " 
 answered Judith lightly. " But I believe 
 he is at Christie's." 
 
 " When can you come and dine with us ? " 
 went on Adelaide, who had never asked 
 Judith to dinner before. " I will get some 
 pleasant people to meet you. You shall 
 choose your own night. Reuben must come 
 as well — if he is not too jealous." 
 
 Adelaide did not mean to be cruel. 
 She honestly believed that before the 
 solid reality of an engagement, such vapour 
 as unspoken, unacknowledged feeling must 
 at once have melted. 
 
 And Judith was beyond being hurt by her 
 words. 
 
xviii.] REUBEN SACHS. 239 
 
 " I don't know exactly when we can come. 
 Blanche Kemys wants us to go down there 
 for a day or two next week. And we are 
 half promised to Geraldine Sydenham for 
 the week after." 
 
 She pronounced these distinguished names 
 thus familiarly with a secret amusement, a 
 sense that there was really a great deal of 
 fun to be got out of Adelaide. 
 
 Mrs. Cohen stared open-mouthed, frankly 
 impressed. 
 
 She had no idea that Bertie's people 
 would come round without any difficulty in 
 that way, and visions of herself and Monty 
 honoured guests at Norwood Towers began 
 to dance before her mental vision. 
 
 Esther, noting the little comedy, smiled 
 to herself. She had perhaps a clearer view 
 of Judith's state of mind than any one else. 
 
 Judith indeed had almost succeeded in 
 banishing thought during the last few days. 
 
240 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 The persistent questions : " What will 
 Reuben think?" "When will he know?" 
 were the nearest approach to thought she 
 had allowed herself. 
 
 Rose, who was thoroughly enjoying the 
 engagement, and had confided to Judith that, 
 once married, " she would be all right" came 
 in at this point, and in her turn was made 
 acquainted with the results of the election. 
 
 " Reuben comes back to-night by the last 
 train, the 12.15," added Mrs. Cohen. 
 
 Judith thought : "He knows now." 
 
 Lady Kemys would certainly have told 
 him what that morning had been a public 
 fact. 
 
 People streamed in and out all the after- 
 noon, greatly disappointed at not finding 
 Bertie. 
 
 At six Judith, at the instigation of Rose, 
 went to dress for dinner. Bertie had an- 
 nounced his intention of coming early. 
 
XVIII.] REUBEN SACHS. 241 
 
 As she shut the drawing-room door 
 behind her, the muscles of her face relaxed, 
 she stood a moment at the foot of the stairs 
 like a figure of stone. 
 
 Mrs. Sachs, emerging from Mr. Leuniger's 
 private room, where she had been im- 
 parting the news of her son's triumph, 
 came upon her thus. 
 
 " My dear ! " she cried, going up to her. 
 
 Judith roused herself at once, and held 
 out her hand with the comedy-smile which 
 she had learned to wear these last few 
 days. 
 
 Mrs. Sachs looked up at her, curiously 
 moved. "My dear, I have to congratulate 
 you." 
 
 " And I to congratulate you, Mrs. Sachs.' 
 
 Their eyes met. 
 
 Hitherto Judith had been too proud to 
 make the least advance to Reuben's mother, 
 to respond even to any advance the latter 
 
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242 REUBEN SACHS. [ch. xviii. 
 
 might choose to make. But things were 
 changed between them now. 
 
 She looked down at the sallow face, the 
 shrewd eyes lifted to hers, almost, it seemed, 
 in deprecation, in sympathy almost. 
 
 Her beautiful face quivered ; stooping 
 forward, she pressed her lips with siidden 
 passion to the other's wrinkled cheek. 
 
CHAPTER XIX. 
 
 .... This life's end, and this love-bliss have been 
 
 lost here. Doubt you whether 
 This she felt, as looking at me, mine and her souls 
 
 rushed together ? 
 
 Browning : Christina. 
 
 Esther sat a little apart, watching the 
 lovers. 
 
 " Does she think he is a cardboard man 
 to play with, or an umbrella to take shelter 
 under ? " she reflected. '' A lover may be 
 a shadowy creature, but husbands are made 
 of flesh and blood. Doesn't she see already 
 that he is as obstinate as a mule, and as 
 whimsical as a goat ? " 
 
 And she repeated the phrase to herself 
 well pleased with it. 
 
 R 2 
 
244 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 It was Sunday, the day following that of 
 the election. A great family party had dined 
 in Kensington Palace Gardens, and now were 
 awaiting Reuben in the primrose-coloured 
 drawing-room. 
 
 Judith, side by side with Bertie, was 
 listening amiably to a fluent account of his 
 adventures in Asia Minor, in which he dwelt 
 a great deal on his state of mind and state 
 of health at the time ; while Rose played 
 scraps of music for the benefit of Jack 
 Ouixano, who had a taste for comic opera. 
 
 Judith was in such a state of tension 
 as scarcely to be conscious of pain. Her 
 duties as Jiancde were clearly marked out ; 
 anything was better than those days of 
 chaos, of upheaval, which had preceded her 
 engagement. 
 
 Esther's favourite phrase, that marriage 
 was an opiate, had occurred to her more 
 than once during the past week. 
 
XIX.] REUBEN SACHS. 245 
 
 "I sat up all night long, and read every 
 word of it. I was determined to make up 
 my mind once for all," Bertie was saying. 
 
 Rose, at the piano, put her hand on her 
 hip and hummed a scrap from a music-hall 
 song, while Jack whistled an accompani- 
 ment : 
 
 " Stop the cab, 
 Stop the cab, 
 Woh, woh, woh ! " 
 
 The hall-door banged to with some 
 violence. 
 
 The voices of Lionel and Sidney were 
 heard upraised without : 
 
 " Vote for Sachs ! Vote for Sachs, the 
 people's friend ! " 
 
 Then came the sound of another voice — 
 
 " My head was like a live coal, and my 
 feet were as cold as stones. . ." went on 
 Bertie. 
 
 Judith looked sympathetic, and her heart 
 
246 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 leaped suddenly within her : it had not yet 
 unlearnt the trick of leaping at the sound 
 of Reuben's voice. Lionel flung open the 
 door and capered into the room. 
 
 Behind him came Reuben Sachs. 
 
 Judith knew nothing more till she and 
 Reuben were standing face to face, holding 
 one another's hands. 
 
 Whatever had happened before, whatever 
 happened afterwards, she will remember 
 to the day of her death that in that one 
 moment, at least, they understood one 
 another. 
 
 No need for question, for answer, for 
 explanation of motives and feelings. 
 
 It was all as clear as daylight, in that 
 strange, brief, interminable moment which 
 to the onlookers showed nothino- more than 
 a pale, tired-looking gentleman offering 
 his congratulations on her engagement to a 
 flushed, bright-eyed lady. 
 
XIX.] REUBEN SACHS. 247 
 
 Even that sharp battery of eyes could 
 discover nothing more than this. 
 
 It was not long before the hall-door 
 closed again upon Reuben. 
 
 He flung out into the night. 
 
 " Good God, good God ! " he said to 
 himself. Not till he had actually seen her 
 had he been able to realize what had 
 happened ; to understand what manner of 
 change had come into his life ; to see what 
 might have been, and what was. 
 
 He had so many things to tell her, which 
 might never now be told. The blind, 
 choking rage of a baffled creature came 
 over him ; he sped on, stifled, through 
 the darkness. 
 
 Judith, sitting dazed and smiling in the 
 gaslight, said over and over again in 
 her heart : 
 
 " Oh my poor Reuben, my poor, poor 
 Reuben ! " 
 
248 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 At the piano Rose and Jack sang in 
 chorus : 
 
 " For he's going to marry, Yum Yum, 
 
 Yum Yum. 
 Your anger pray bury, 
 For all will be merry, 
 I think you had better succumb, 
 
 cumb — -cumb ! " 
 
 At the beginning of January there was 
 a wedding at the synagogue in Upper 
 Berkeley Street which excited unusual 
 interest. 
 
 The beautiful bride in her white silk 
 dress was greatly admired. She was very 
 pale, certainly, and in her wide-open eyes 
 an acute observer might have read an ex- 
 pression of something like terror ; but acute 
 observers, fortunately, are few and far 
 between. The bridegroom, to all appear- 
 ance, enjoyed himself immensely, going 
 
XIX.] REUBEN SACHS. 249 
 
 through the whole pageant with great 
 exactness, smashing the wine-glass vigour- 
 ously with his little foot, and sipping the 
 wine daintily from the silver cup. 
 
 Old Solomon Sachs, whose own daughters 
 had been married in the drawing-room at 
 Portland Place, but who had no prejudice 
 against the new fashion of weddings in the 
 synagogue, occupied a prominent place near 
 the ark, surrounded by his family. 
 
 Reuben Sachs stood close to Leopold 
 Leuniger, a little in the background. His 
 face was absolutely expressionless, unless 
 weariness may be allowed to count as ex- 
 pression. He wanted yet a year or two of 
 thirty, and already he was beginning to lose 
 his look of youth. Leo, it must be owned, 
 paid little attention to the ceremony. His 
 eyes roved constantly to where the bride- 
 groom's family, the Lee-Harrisons and the 
 Norwoods, stood together in a rather chilly 
 
250 REUBEN SACHS. [chap. 
 
 group ; to where, in particular, Lady 
 Geraldine Sydenham, in her unassertive, 
 unaccentuated costume, leaned lightly 
 against a porphyry column. 
 
 Bertie's people had accepted the situation 
 with philosophy, and were really fond of 
 Judith, but they found her family, especially 
 in its collateral branches, uncongenial, if not 
 worse. 
 
 On the outskirts of this group hovered 
 Montague Cohen, absolutely rigid with Im- 
 portance. Near him Adelaide tossed her 
 head in its smart new bonnet from side to 
 side, her sallow face and diamond earrings 
 flashing this way and that throughout the 
 ceremony. 
 
 She knew that such restlessness was not 
 good manners, but for the life of her she 
 could not resist the temptation of seeing all 
 that was to be seen. 
 
 Poor Mrs. Quixano, proud, but vaguely 
 
XIX.] REUBEN SACHS. 251 
 
 distressed, stood near her husband ; while 
 Jack, the picture of nimble smartness, 
 ushered every one into their places and 
 made himself generally useful. 
 
 The wedding was followed by a re- 
 ception ; and afterwards, amid showers of 
 rice from Lionel and Sidney, the newly- 
 married pair set out en route for Italy. 
 
EPILOGUE. 
 
 It was the beginning of May, a bright, 
 balmy evening, and the London season was 
 in full swing. 
 
 The trees in Kensington Gardens wore 
 yet that delicate brilliance of early spring, 
 which, a passing glory all the world over, is 
 in London the glory of an hour. 
 
 Under the trees children were playing 
 and calling ; out beyond in the road a 
 ceaseless stream of cabs, carriages, carts, and 
 omnibuses rolled by. 
 
 The broad back of the Prince Consort, 
 gold beneath his golden canopy, shone forth 
 with unusual splendour ; the marble groups 
 
EPILOGUE.] REUBEN SACHS. 253 
 
 beneath stood out clearly against the soft 
 background of pale blue sky. 
 
 And in the air — the London air — lingered 
 something of the freshness of evening and of 
 spring, mixed though it was with the odour 
 of dinners in preparation, and with that of the 
 bad tobacco which rose every now and then 
 from the tops of the crowded road-cars 
 rolling by. 
 
 The windows of a flat in the Albert Hall 
 Mansions opposite were open, and a lady 
 who was standing by one of them could smell 
 the characteristic London odour, and could 
 hear the sound of the children's voices, the 
 rolling and turning of the wheels, and the 
 shuffle and tramp of footsteps on the pave- 
 ment below. She stood there a moment, 
 one bare, beautiful hand and arm resting on 
 the back of an adjacent couch, her eyes 
 mechanically fixed on the glistening gilt 
 cross surmounting the Albert Memorial, then 
 
254 REUBEN SACHS. [epilogue. 
 
 she turned away suddenly, the thick, rich folds 
 of her white silk dress trailing heavily behind 
 her. The room across which she moved was 
 small, but bright, and fitted up with the varied 
 and elaborate luxury of a modern fashionable 
 drawing-room. Among the articles of brie a 
 brae, costly, interesting, or merely bizarre 
 which adorned it, were an antique silver 
 Hamieah lamp and a spice box, such as the 
 Jews make use of in certain religious ser- 
 vices, of the same metal. 
 
 Judith Lee-Harrison, for it was she, went 
 over to the mantelpiece and consulted a little 
 carriage-clock which stood upon it. 
 
 It was barely three months since her 
 marriage, though to judge from the great, if 
 undefinable change which had passed over 
 her, it might have been the same number of 
 years. 
 
 Her beauty indeed had ripened and 
 deepened, so that it would have been 
 
EPILOGUE.] E.EUBEN SACHS. 255 
 
 impossible for the least observant person to 
 pass it by, and the little over emphasis of 
 fashion which had hitherto marred the 
 perfect distinction of her appearance, had 
 vanished. 
 
 " Mrs. Lee-Harrison would be a beauty if 
 she cared about it," is the verdict of the 
 world to which she had been introduced 
 little more than a month ago. 
 
 But it was sufficiently evident that Mrs. 
 Lee-Harrison did not care. 
 
 There was something almost austere in 
 the pose of the head and figure, the lines of 
 the mouth, the look in the wonderful eyes. 
 
 Those eyes, to a close observer indeed 
 told that Judith had learnt many things, 
 had grown strangely wise these last three 
 
 months. 
 
 Yes, she knew now more clearly what 
 before she had only dimly and instinctively 
 felt : the nature and extent of the wrong 
 
256 REUBEN SACHS. [epilogue. 
 
 which had been perpetrated ; which had been 
 dealt her ; which she in her turn had dealt 
 herself and another person. 
 
 She stood idly by the mantelpiece, staring 
 at the mass of invitation cards stuck into the 
 mirror above it. 
 
 One of them told that Lady Kemys would 
 be at home that night in Grosvenor Place at 
 nine o'clock. It was to be a political party, 
 and like all such gatherings would begin 
 early, for which reason she had dressed 
 before dinner. 
 
 She took the card from its place and read 
 it over. Reuben would be there of course. 
 
 Well, they would shake hands perhaps ; 
 she, for one, would be very amiable ; they 
 might even talk about the weather ; and 
 would he ask her to have an ice ? 
 
 She put back the card indifferently ; it 
 mattered so little. 
 
 She had been home a month from Italy, 
 
EPILOGUE.] REUBEN SACHS. 257 
 
 and, as It happened, she and Reuben had 
 not yet met. 
 
 The Lee-Harrisons had dined duly in 
 Kensington Palace Gardens, but Reuben 
 had been unavoidably detained that night 
 at the House. 
 
 He had called on her some weeks ago, 
 and she had been out. 
 
 But rumours of him had reached her. 
 He had addressed his constituents with 
 great <fclat in the recess, and was already 
 beginning to attract attention from the 
 
 leader of his party. 
 
 As for more intimate matters, there were 
 reports current connecting his name with 
 Caroline Cardozo, with Miss Lee-Harrison, 
 and with a chorus girl at the Gaiety. 
 
 Some people said he was only waiting for 
 old Solomon's death to marry the chorus girl. 
 
 The last month, which had been full of 
 new experiences, of social events for Judith, 
 
 s 
 
258 REUBEN SACHS. [epilogue. 
 
 seemed curiously long as she stood there 
 looking back on it. 
 
 It came over her that she was in a fair 
 way to drift off completely from her own 
 people ; they and she were borne on dividing 
 currents. 
 
 A sudden longing for the old faces, the 
 old ties and associations came over her 
 as she stood there ; a strange fit of home- 
 sickness, an inrushing sense of exile. 
 
 Her people — oh, her people ! — to be back 
 once more among them ! When all was said, 
 she had been so happy there. 
 
 A servant entered with a letter. 
 
 Judith, glancing again at the clock, saw 
 that it was nearly eight, and said, as she 
 opened the envelope, 
 
 "Has Mr. Lee-Harrison come in?" 
 
 He had come in half an hour ago, when 
 she had been dressing, and had gone straight 
 to his room. 
 
EPILOGUE.] REUBEN SACHS. 259 
 
 The gong sounded for dinner as the man 
 spoke, and a few minutes afterwards Bertie 
 came tripping in, fully equipped for the 
 festivities of the evening. 
 
 " Blanche expects us early, " said Judith 
 as she swept across to the dining-room and 
 took her place at the little round table. 
 
 Bertie looked across at her doubtfully, 
 then put his spoon into the excellent white 
 soup before him. 
 
 It was the first time for some weeks 
 that they had dined alone together, and 
 conversation did not flow freely. 
 
 Bertie looked up again, fixing his eyes, 
 not on her face, but on the row of pearls 
 at her throat. 
 
 " My dear, you will be very much 
 shocked. " 
 
 "Yes?" said Judith interrogatively, eating 
 her soup. 
 
 " Reuben Sachs is dead." 
 
26o REUBEN SACHS. [epilogue. 
 
 "It is not true," said Judith, and then 
 she actually smiled. 
 
 The room was whirling round and round, 
 a strange, thick mist was over everything, 
 and through it came the muffled sound of 
 Bertie's voice : 
 
 "It occurred this afternoon, quite sud- 
 denly. I heard it at the club. He had 
 not been well for some time, and had 
 collapsed more or less the last week. 
 But no one had any idea of danger. It 
 seems that his heart was weak ; he had 
 been overdoing himself terribly, and cardiac 
 disease was the immediate cause of his 
 death — cardiac disease, " repeated Bertie, 
 with mournful enjoyment of the phrase, 
 and pulling a long face as he spoke. 
 
 Judith, sitting there like an automaton, 
 eating something that tasted like sawdust, 
 something that was difficult to swallow, was 
 
EPiLOGUK.] REUBEN SACHS. 261 
 
 vividly conscious of only this — that Bertie 
 must be silenced at any cost. Anything else 
 could be borne, but not Bertie's fluent reerets. 
 
 Another woman would have fainted : 
 there had never been any mercy for her : 
 but at least she would not sit there while 
 Bertie talked of it. 
 
 So she lifted up her face, her stony face, 
 and turned the current of his talk. 
 
 Dinner came to an end at last and the 
 automatic woman passed across to the 
 sitting-room. 
 
 Her husband followed her ; she stared 
 at him. 
 
 "You must take my excuses to Blanche. 
 It is due to my family that I should net 
 appear to-night in public." 
 
 " Certainly, certainly ; a mark of respect, 
 Blanche will understand. We will neither 
 of us go." 
 
REUBEN SACHS. [epilogue. 
 
 She looked at him in horror, all her force 
 of will gathered to a point : " Go — go ! 
 Blanche will expect it. There is no reason 
 for you to stop here." 
 
 " My dear girl, do you think I can't 
 stand an evening alone with you ? It will 
 be a change, quite a pleasant change." 
 
 He had gone at last, and she stood there 
 motionless by the mantelpiece, staring at 
 the card for Lady Kemys' "At home." 
 
 "Infinite reons " seemed to divide the 
 present moment from that other moment, 
 half an hour ago, when she had told her- 
 self carelessly, indifferently, that she would 
 meet Reuben that night. 
 
 It struck her now that all the sorrow 
 of her life, all the suffering she had under- 
 gone would be wiped out, would be as 
 nothing, if only she could indeed meet 
 Reuben — could see his face, hear his voice, 
 
EPILOGUE.] REUBEN SACHS. 263 
 
 touch his hand. Everything else looked 
 trivial, imaginary ; everything else could 
 have been forgotten, forgiven ; only this 
 thing could never be forgiven him, this 
 inconceivable thinQ^ — that he was dead. 
 
 She knew that her agony was not yet 
 upon her, that she was dazed, stunned, 
 without feeling. A dim foreshadowing of 
 what that agony would be was slowly 
 creeping over her. 
 
 She moved across to a chair by the open 
 window, and sat down. 
 
 The children's voices were silent ; the 
 iron gates were shut ; the gold cross above 
 the Memorial shone like fire as the rays 
 of the setting sun fell upon it. 
 
 And below in the roadway the ceaseless 
 stream of carriages moved east and west. 
 On the pavement the people gathered, 
 thicker and thicker. A pair of lovers 
 
264 REUBEN SACHS. [epilogue. 
 
 moved along slowly, close against the 
 park railings, beneath the shadow of the 
 trees. 
 
 The pulses of the great city beat and 
 throbbed ; the great tide roared and (lowed 
 ever onwards. 
 
 London, his London, was full of life 
 and sound, a living, solid reality ; not — 
 oh, wonder ! — a dream city that melted and 
 faded in the sunset. 
 
 Across the great gulf she could never 
 stretch a hand. Death had thrown down 
 no barriers, had brought them no nearer to 
 one another. Wider and deeper — though 
 before it had been very wide and deep — 
 flowed the stream between them. 
 
 Nearer and nearer came the sound, nearer 
 and nearer. Where had she heard it 
 before .■* 
 
LPiLOGUE.] REUBEN SACHS. 265 
 
 There was music in her ears now, the 
 dreamy monotony of a waltz ; the scent 
 of dying flowers — tuberose, gardenia — was 
 wafted in from some unseen region. It 
 was a November night, not springtime sun- 
 set, and the harsh sound struck upwards 
 through the mist : 
 
 " Death of a Conservative ]\I.P ! Death 
 of the member for St. Baldwin's ! " 
 
 Away in Cambridge Leo paced beneath 
 the lime-trees, a sick, blank horror at his 
 heart. 
 
 Nearer, across that verdant stretch of 
 twilit park, sat a wrinkled image of 
 despair, surely a mark for the mirth of 
 ironical crods. 
 
 And here by the open window sat 
 Judith, absolutely motionless — a figure of 
 stone. 
 
266 REUBEN SACHS. [epilogue. 
 
 Before the great mysteries of life her 
 soul grew frozen and appalled. 
 
 It seemed to her, as she sat there in 
 the fading light, that this is the bitter 
 lesson of existence : that the sacred 
 serves only to teach the full meaning 
 of sacrilege ; the beautiful of the hideous ; 
 modesty of outrage ; joy of sorrow ; life 
 of death. 
 
 Is life indeed over for Judith, or at 
 least all that makes life beautiful, worthy — - 
 a thing in any way tolerable ? 
 
 The ways of joy like the ways of sorrow 
 are many ; and hidden away in the depths 
 of Judith's life — though as yet she knows 
 it not — is the germ of another life, which 
 shall quicken, grow, and come forth at 
 last. Shall bring with it no doubt, pain 
 and sorrow, and tears ; but shall bring also 
 
EPILOGUE.] REUBEN SACHS. 267 
 
 hope and joy, and that quickening of 
 purpose which is perhaps as much as any 
 of us should expect or demand from 
 Fate. 
 
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