henrietta's diary—a great emergency.
rupert never was a fellow who could give descriptions of things, and henrietta was ill for some time after the fire, and mr. bustard said she wasn't to talk about it.
but she knew i wanted to know, so one day when she was down-stairs with me in the "miniature room" (it was at the castle) she gave me a manuscript book, and said, "it's my diary, charlie, so i know you won't look. but i've put in two marks for the beginning and end of the bit about the fire. i wrote it that evening, you know, before mr. bustard came, and my head got so bad."
of course i made her show me exactly where to begin and leave off, and then i read it. this was it.
"it had been a very hot day, and i had got rather a headache and gone to bed. the pain kept me awake a good bit, and when i did get to sleep i think i slept rather lightly. i was partly awakened by noises which seemed to have been going in my head all night till i [137]could bear them no longer, so i woke up, and found that people were shouting outside, and that there was a dreadful smell of burning. i had got on my flannel petticoat when rupert called me and said, 'henny dear, the house is on fire! just put something round you, and come quickly.'
"just outside the door we met cook; she said, 'the lord be thanked! it's you, miss henrietta. come along!'
"rupert said, 'where's mother, cook?'
"'missus was took with dreadful fainting fits,' she replied, 'and they've got her over to the crown.we're all to go there, and everything that can be saved.'
"'where's baby,' said i, 'and jane?'
"'with your ma, miss, i expect,' cook said; and as we came out she asked some one, who said, 'i saw jane at the door of the crown just now.' i had been half asleep till then, but when we got into the street and saw the smoke coming out of the dining-room window, rupert and i wanted to stay and try to save something, but one of the men who was there said, 'you and your brother's not strong enough to be of no great use, miss; you're only in the way of the engine. everybody's doing their best to save your things, and if you'll go to the crown to your mamma, you'll do the best that could be.'
"the people who were saving our things saved them [138]all alike. they threw them out of the window, and as i had seen the big blue china jar smashed to shivers, i felt a longing to go and show them what to do; but rupert said, 'the fellow's quite right, henny,' and he seized me by the hand and dragged me off to the crown. jane was in the hall, looking quite wild, and she said to us, 'where's master cecil?' i didn't stop to ask her how it was that she didn't know. i ran out again, and rupert came after me. i suppose we both looked up at the nursery window when we came near, and there was baby cecil standing and screaming for help. before we got to the door other people had seen him, and two or three men pushed into the house. they came out gasping and puffing without cecil, and i heard one man say, 'it's too far gone. it wouldn't bear a child's weight, and if you got up you'd never come down again.'
"'god help the poor child!' said the other man, who was the chemist, and had a large family, i know. i looked round and saw by rupert's face that he had heard. it was like a stone. i don't know how it was, but it seemed to come into my head: 'if baby cecil is burnt it will kill rupert too.' and i began to think; and i thought of the back stairs. there was a pocket-handkerchief in my jacket pocket, and i soaked it in the water on the ground. the town burgesses wouldn't buy a new hose when we got the new steam fire-engine, and when they used the old one it burst in five places, so that [139]everything was swimming, for the water was laid on from the canal. i think my idea must have been written on my face, for though i didn't speak, rupert seemed to guess at once, and he ran after me, crying, 'let me go, henrietta!' but i pretended not to hear.
"when we got to the back of the house the fire was not nearly so bad, and we got in. but though it wasn't exactly on fire where we were, the smoke came rolling down the passage from the front of the house, and by the time we got to the back stairs we could not see or breathe, in spite of wet cloths over our faces, and our eyes smarted with the smoke. go down on all fours, henny,' said rupert. so i did. it was wonderful. when i got down with my face close to the ground there was a bit of quite fresh air, and above this the smoke rolled like a cloud. i could see the castors of the legs of a table in the hall, but no higher up. in this way we saw the foot of the back stairs, and climbed up them on our hands and knees. but in spite of the bit of fresh air near the ground the smoke certainly grew thicker, and it got hotter and hotter, and we could hear the roaring of the flames coming nearer, and the clanging of the bells outside, and i never knew what it was to feel thirst before then! when we were up the first flight, and the smoke was suffocating, i heard rupert say, 'oh, henny, you good girl, shall we ever get down again!' i couldn't speak, my throat was so sore, but i remember [140]thinking, 'it's like going up through the clouds into heaven; and we shall find baby cecil there.' but after that it got rather clearer, because the fire was in the lower part of the house then, and when we got to the top we stood up, and found our way to the nursery by hearing baby cecil scream.
"the great difficulty was to get him down, for we couldn't carry him and keep close to the ground. so i said, 'you go first on your hands and knees backwards, and tell him to do as you do, and i'll come last, so that he may see me doing the same and imitate me.' baby was very good about it, and when the heat worried him and he stopped, rupert said, 'come on, baby, or henny will run over you,' and he scrambled down as good as gold.
"and when we got to the door the people began to shout and to cheer, and i thought they would have torn baby to bits. it made me very giddy, and so did the clanging of those dreadful bells; and then i noticed that rupert was limping, and i said, 'oh, rupert, have you hurt your knee?' and he said, 'it's nothing, come to the crown.' but there were two of the young men from jones's shop there, and they said, 'don't you walk and hurt your knee, sir; we'll take you.' and they pushed up my father's arm-chair, which had been saved and was outside, and rupert sat down, i believe, because he could not stand. then they said, 'there's room for [141]you, miss,' and rupert told me to come, and i took baby on my lap; but i felt so ill i thought i should certainly fall out when they lifted us up.
"the way the people cheered made me very giddy; i think i shall always feel sick when i hear hurrahing now.
"rupert is very good if you're ill. he looked at me and said, 'you're the bravest girl i ever knew, but don't faint if you can help it, or baby will fall out.'
"i didn't; and i wouldn't have fainted when we got to the crown if i could have stopped myself by anything i could do."
