Mr. Punch of Belgrave Square, Chapter 189

Chapter 189
Obligation 
“Gamilla!” Mr. Punch gasped when he saw the woman’s swollen face. “What’s happened?”

“Ain’t nothin’, Your Grace.” Gamilla replied softly.

“Johnny Donnan is what happened.” Charles answered for the girl. “He and ‘Ellen’ jumped us in the hallway.”

“I’d pleased with them to be gentle with you.” Lennie added emotionally.

“You were there?” Robert asked, taking Punch by the arm and leading him out of the chamber where the rest of the staff remained with Gerard, Colin and Dog Toby.

“I was.” Lennie sighed. “I was waiting in Gamilla’s room. I thought that if I stayed, they’d be less inclined to do harm to Charles and Gamilla. Mr. Donnan had declared that he intended to avenge Finlay’s death. Since I’d still been trying to keep my secret, I had no choice but to go along.”

“How’d Gamilla get hurt, then?” Punch asked.

“Johnny was swinging for me, but I ducked. He hit Gamilla instead.” Charles answered.

“That’s a nasty bruise, and I’m afraid it’ll be even worse in the morning,” Robert reached forward and gently touched Gamilla’s face. “Have you pain in your jaw? What of any of your teeth?”

“No.” Gamilla shook her head. “Honestly, Sir, it’s all right.”

“Where are Johnny and ‘Ellen’ now?” Robert asked.

“They’re in my room, Sir.” Gamilla replied. “Mr. Donnan done insisted that we leave them alone.”

“Why?” Punch asked. “I don’t understand, I don’t. They tackled ya both, and then, let ya go. And, let Lennie go, too?”

“He knows.” Lennie spoke up.

“Knows?” Punch squinted.

“That I’m really Ellen Barrett.” Lennie replied. “That the girl who told him she was his daughter is really Orpha Polk. He knows he’s been deceived. And, he’s furious.”

“Understandably so.” Robert clucked his tongue. “How did he react to you? Was he violent? Will he come for you next?”

“I don’t think so.” Lennie answered. “I was surprised, but he seemed to soften toward me. Even his attitude toward Gamilla and Charles was different. When he asked us to leave, he was almost polite.”

“I don’t think the man knows the meaning of the word.” Charles snapped.

“So, he wanted to be left with…Ellen or Orpha or whatever she’s called, did he?” Punch asked.

Lennie nodded.

“What’s he aim to do?” Punch continued.

“I can’t be sure.” Lennie shook her head.

“Looked to me as if he would kill her.” Charles stated dryly.

“We can’t have that.” Mr. Punch sighed.

“Can’t we, Your Grace?” Charles raised his eyebrows. “We’re free of Finlay. Why not this one, too?”

“Cause, ain’t right. Can’t let it happen…” Mr. Punch shook his head. “I were wrong when I struck her with murder in me heart. Gamilla were right, she was. She thought Finlay should live—live with what he done and suffer for it. Same for this woman, too. Ain’t it?”

“Sir, I think we should just leave them to themselves and let them eat one ‘nother alive. It’s nature, Your Grace.” Charles argued. “It’s the way animals like them work.”

“No, Charles.” Punch shook his head. “Not animals. Only humans have such deceit and treachery. Come on, Chum. Let’s go intervene. Yes?”

“Dear Punch…” Robert sighed.

“What is it, Chum?”

“I’m inclined to agree with Charles. Perhaps we should let them sort this out on their own.” Robert said. “I…well, maybe it doesn’t concern us.”

“But, it does. Chum, this is our house. It’s because of me that all what’s happened has happened.”

“Sir,” Charles spoke next, “it’s not because of you. You didn’t wish for this. These people were against you, meant to do you harm.”

“Charles is correct. You have no obligation. Look what’s happened to not only the two of us, but all of those whom we hold in high regard. I think we should let the pieces fall where they may.” Robert responded.

“Really?” Mr. Punch’s eyes widened. He looked to his newfound sister. “Lennie, what do you think?”

“Well, Your Grace.” Lennie answered thoughtfully. “We’ve all lost quite a lot at the hands of Orpha and her people.”

“Yes. And, don’t we, as human people, have a responsibility to be better than they?” Punch asked earnestly.

“Typically, yes.” Lennie replied. “But, in this case…well, I don’t think we do.”



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Punch's Cousin, Chapter 189

Julian walked calmly toward the imaginary stage and extended his hand toward Mr. Punch.


“Master,” Mr. Punch shook his head.

“Dear, Punch.” Julian said firmly, but kindly, “you need to join me. Come back and sit.”

“I can’t.” Mr. Punch began to cry. “I can’t let ‘em continue with this. I can’t let you see!”

“I must!” Julian answered. “Mr. Punch, I must!”

“It’s gonna hurt ya,” Mr. Punch said, wiping his eyes.

“And, aren’t we accustomed to being hurt? Look at what we’ve endured together. And just in the last few weeks! We’ve been cut and poisoned and burned and shot! We’re strong, Mr. Punch. Together, we’re strong. If we face this together, perhaps we’ll be even stronger.”

“We’re strong ‘nough,” Mr. Punch grunted.

“I love you for trying to protect me. You’ve done such a fine job of it for all of these years. For that, I’m exceedingly proud of you,” Julian began. “But, now, I must know everything. I’m frightened, yes. But, I’m also ready to be alive. Since we’ve been in this country, I’ve spent most of the time here—in this room, inside of our body. It’s been glorious. I finally had what I’ve always desired—time, time alone, peacefulness! It’s given me time to think and regain my strength. Now, I’m feeling hearty and brave. I know that I can take on more. I can have an active role in our battle, but I can’t fight what I don’t see. I can’t go into this blind. We’re partners, you and I. We can win this battle together, but only if we’re both functioning with the same intelligence. You’ve done nothing but protect me—fiercely and loyally. Now, let me protect you so that I can protect us!”

Punch sighed loudly.

“If I let you see this,” Mr. Punch answered, “then, I’ve failed. What good am I?”

“You’re infinitely good! And necessary. I still need you. I’ll always need you, Punch. You’re the other half of me. In some ways, you’re the better half.”

“Will we ever be a whole?” Mr. Punch whispered.

“Perhaps. Perhaps not. Certainly not in the traditional sense. But, if we work together…if we function together—on an even ground—we’ll achieve a certain kind of unity. It’ll be our own version of wholeness. Unique to us! Two columns supporting one structure. Together, they’re unified. Together, they’re one building. If you remove one or chip away at one, the whole edifice comes crashing down.”

Punch smiled.

“Take my hand,” Julian smiled back.

Mr. Punch took Julian’s hand and rose from the stage.

“Now,” Julian grinned. “Sit beside me. Let’s see this together. We will comfort one another as best we can, knowing all the while that this is necessary, that we shall use this pain to fuel a fire which will propel us to victory. From victory comes peace, my dear Punch, and that’s all anyone can ask.”

Punch sat in the chair next to Julian’s. “How will they know to come back?” He pointed to the stage.

“They’ll know.” Julian whispered.

Mr. Punch clutched Julian’s hand as a blue mist began to form on the “stage”as the figures began to reappear in the places in which they had stood before Punch had made them vanish. They began to rematerialize as if they were beings made of smoke.

Suddenly, above them—outside of them—they heard Robert’s voice. He was angry.

“Meridian,” Robert said. “You tell Miss Allen that she’s not welcome in this house!”

“She’s pleadin’, Sir.” They heard Meridian say. “She wants to his His Grace.”

“As you can see,” Robert answered her. “His Grace is resting. He’s not conscious. Please, send her away.”

Meridian took a deep breath and nodded. “Of course, I will, Sir. It just ain’t gonna be so easy.”

“I’ll help.” Robert patted Meridian’s hand. “I’ll talk with her.”

“No.” Julian said, sitting up.

Robert gasped as he saw the life return to Julian’s body. He was surprised to hear the voice of Julian and, though he was thrilled to hear his friend, wondered where Mr. Punch was.

“Please,” Julian smiled. “Let me speak with her.”



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