Whenshetookthebabyaway,theladysaidtome,laughing,"Don’tbealarmedabouthishealth。Hewillbebroughtupinabetterclimatethanthis——IamgoingtotakehimtoSwitzerland。"
"ToSwitzerland?WhatpartofSwitzerland?"
"Shedidn’tsay,sir。"
"Onlythatfaintclue!"saidMr。Wilding。"Andaquarterofacenturyhaspassedsincethechildwastakenaway!WhatamItodo?"
"Ihopeyouwon’ttakeoffenceatmyfreedom,sir,"saidMrs。
Goldstraw;"butwhyshouldyoudistressyourselfaboutwhatistobedone?Hemaynotbealivenow,foranythingyouknow。And,ifheisalive,it’snotlikelyhecanbeinanydistress。The,ladywhoadoptedhimwasabredandbornlady——itwaseasytoseethat。AndshemusthavesatisfiedthemattheFoundlingthatshecouldprovideforthechild,ortheywouldneverhavelethertakehimaway。IfI
wasinyourplace,sir——pleasetoexcusemysayingso——IshouldcomfortmyselfwithrememberingthatIhadlovedthatpoorladywhoseportraityouhavegotthere——trulylovedherasmymother,andthatshehadtrulylovedmeasherson。Allshegavetoyou,shegaveforthesakeofthatlove。Itneveralteredwhileshelived;
anditwon’talter,I’msure,aslongasYOUlive。Howcanyouhaveabetterright,sir,tokeepwhatyouhavegotthanthat?"
Mr。Wilding’simmovablehonestysawthefallacyinhishouse—
keeper’spointofviewataglance。
"Youdon’tunderstandme,"hesaid。"It’sBECAUSEIlovedherthatIfeelitaduty——asacredduty——todojusticetoherson。Ifheisalivingman,Imustfindhim:formyownsake,aswellasforhis。
Ishallbreakdownunderthisdreadfultrial,unlessIemploymyself——actively,instantlyemploymyself——indoingwhatmyconsciencetellsmeoughttobedone。Imustspeaktomylawyer;I
mustsetmylawyeratworkbeforeIsleepto—night。"Heapproachedatubeinthewalloftheroom,andcalleddownthroughittotheofficebelow。"Leavemeforalittle,Mrs。Goldstraw,"heresumed;
"Ishallbemorecomposed,Ishallbebetterabletospeaktoyoulaterintheday。Weshallgetonwell——Ihopeweshallgetonwelltogether——inspiteofwhathashappened。Itisn’tyourfault;I
knowitisn’tyourfault。There!there!shakehands;and——anddothebestyoucaninthehouse——Ican’ttalkaboutitnow。"
ThedooropenedasMrs。Goldstrawadvancedtowardsit;andMr。
Jarvisappeared。
"SendforMr。Bintrey,"saidthewine—merchant。"SayIwanttoseehimdirectly。"
Theclerkunconsciouslysuspendedtheexecutionoftheorder,byannouncing"Mr。Vendale,"andshowinginthenewpartnerinthefirmofWildingandCo。
"Prayexcusemeforonemoment,GeorgeVendale,"saidWilding。"I
haveawordtosaytoJarvis。SendforMr。Bintrey,"herepeated——
"sendatonce。"
Mr。Jarvislaidaletteronthetablebeforehelefttheroom。
"FromourcorrespondentsatNeuchatel,Ithink,sir。TheletterhasgottheSwisspostmark。"
NEWCHARACTERSONTHESCENE
Thewords,"TheSwissPostmark,"followingsosoonuponthehousekeeper’sreferencetoSwitzerland,wroughtMr。Wilding’sagitationtosucharemarkableheight,thathisnewpartnercouldnotdecentlymakeapretenceoflettingitpassunnoticed。
"Wilding,"heaskedhurriedly,andyetstoppingshortandglancingaroundasifforsomevisiblecauseofhisstateofmind:"whatisthematter?"
"MygoodGeorgeVendale,"returnedthewine—merchant,givinghishandwithanappealinglook,ratherasifhewantedhelptogetoversomeobstacle,thanasifhegaveitinwelcomeorsalutation:"mygoodGeorgeVendale,somuchisthematter,thatIshallneverbemyselfagain。ItisimpossiblethatIcaneverbemyselfagain。
For,infact,Iamnotmyself。"
Thenewpartner,abrown—cheekedhandsomefellow,ofabouthisownage,withaquickdeterminedeyeandanimpulsivemanner,retortedwithnaturalastonishment:"Notyourself?"
"NotwhatIsupposedmyselftobe,"saidWilding。
"What,inthenameofwonder,DIDyousupposeyourselftobethatyouarenot?"wastherejoinder,deliveredwithacheerfulfrankness,invitingconfidencefromamorereticentman。"Imayaskwithoutimpertinence,nowthatwearepartners。"
"Thereagain!"criedWilding,leaningbackinhischair,withalostlookattheother。"Partners!Ihadnorighttocomeintothisbusiness。Itwasnevermeantforme。Mymothernevermeantitshouldbemine。Imean,hismothermeantitshouldbehis——ifI
meananything——orifIamanybody。"
"Come,come,"urgedhispartner,afteramoment’spause,andtakingpossessionofhimwiththatcalmconfidencewhichinspiresastrongnaturewhenithonestlydesirestoaidaweakone。"Whateverhasgonewrong,hasgonewrongthroughnofaultofyours,Iamverysure。Iwasnotinthiscounting—housewithyou,undertheoldregime,forthreeyears,todoubtyou,Wilding。Wewerenotyoungermenthanweare,together,forthat。Letmebeginourpartnershipbybeingaserviceablepartner,andsettingrightwhateveriswrong。
Hasthatletteranythingtodowithit?"
"Hah!"saidWilding,withhishandtohistemple。"Thereagain!Myhead!Iwasforgettingthecoincidence。TheSwisspostmark。"
"AtasecondglanceIseethattheletterisunopened,soitisnotverylikelytohavemuchtodowiththematter,"saidVendale,withcomfortingcomposure。"Isitforyou,orforus?"
"Forus,"saidWilding。
"SupposeIopenitandreaditaloud,togetitoutofourway?"
"Thankyou,thankyou。"
"Theletterisonlyfromourchampagne—makingfriends,thehouseatNeuchatel。’DearSir。Weareinreceiptofyoursofthe28thult。,informingusthatyouhavetakenyourMr。Vendaleintopartnership,whereonwebegyoutoreceivetheassuranceofourfelicitations。
PermitustoembracetheoccasionofspeciallycommandingtoyouM。
JulesObenreizer。’Impossible!"
Wildinglookedupinquickapprehension,andcried,"Eh?"
"Impossiblesortofname,"returnedhispartner,slightly——
"Obenreizer。’——OfspeciallycommandingtoyouM。JulesObenreizer,ofSohoSquare,London(northside),henceforthfullyaccreditedasouragent,andwhohasalreadyhadthehonourofmakingtheacquaintanceofyourMr。Vendale,inhis(saidM。Obenreizer’s)
nativecountry,Switzerland。’Tobesure!poohpooh,whathaveI
beenthinkingof!Iremembernow;’whentravellingwithhisniece。’"
"Withhis——?"Vendalehadsoslurredthelastword,thatWildinghadnotheardit。
"WhentravellingwithhisNiece。Obenreizer’sNiece,"saidVendale,inasomewhatsuperfluouslylucidmanner。"NieceofObenreizer。(I
mettheminmyfirstSwisstour,travelledalittlewiththem,andlostthemfortwoyears;metthemagain,mySwisstourbeforelast,andhavelostthemeversince。)Obenreizer。NieceofObenreizer。
Tobesure!Possiblesortofname,afterall!’M。Obenreizerisinpossessionofourabsoluteconfidence,andwedonotdoubtyouwillesteemhismerits。’DulysignedbytheHouse,’DefresnieretCie。’
Verywell。IundertaketoseeM。Obenreizerpresently,andclearhimoutoftheway。ThatclearstheSwisspostmarkoutoftheway。
Sonow,mydearWilding,tellmewhatIcanclearoutofYOURway,andI’llfindawaytoclearit。"
Morethanreadyandgratefultobethustakenchargeof,thehonestwine—merchantwrunghispartner’shand,and,beginninghistalebypatheticallydeclaringhimselfanImpostor,toldit。
"Itwasonthismatter,nodoubt,thatyouweresendingforBintreywhenIcamein?"saidhispartner,afterreflecting。
"Itwas。"
"Hehasexperienceandashrewdhead;Ishallbeanxioustoknowhisopinion。ItisboldandhazardousinmetogiveyouminebeforeI
knowhis,butIamnotgoodatholdingback。Plainly,then,Idonotseethesecircumstancesasyouseethem。Idonotseeyourpositionasyouseeit。AstoyourbeinganImpostor,mydearWilding,thatissimplyabsurd,becausenomancanbethatwithoutbeingaconsentingpartytoanimposition。Clearlyyouneverwereso。Astoyourenrichmentbytheladywhobelievedyoutobeherson,andwhomyouwereforcedtobelieve,onhershowing,tobeyourmother,considerwhetherthatdidnotariseoutofthepersonalrelationsbetweenyou。Yougraduallybecamemuchattachedtoher;
shegraduallybecamemuchattachedtoyou。Itwasonyou,personallyyou,asIseethecase,thatsheconferredtheseworldlyadvantages;itwasfromher,personallyher,thatyoutookthem。"
"Shesupposedme,"objectedWilding,shakinghishead,"tohaveanaturalclaimuponher,whichIhadnot。"
"Imustadmitthat,"repliedhispartner,"tobetrue。Butifshehadmadethediscoverythatyouhavemade,sixmonthsbeforeshedied,doyouthinkitwouldhavecancelledtheyearsyouweretogether,andthetendernessthateachofyouhadconceivedfortheother,eachonincreasingknowledgeoftheother?"
"WhatIthink,"saidWilding,simplybutstoutlyholdingtothebarefact,"cannomorechangethetruththanitcanbringdownthesky。
ThetruthisthatIstandpossessedofwhatwasmeantforanotherman。"
"Hemaybedead,"saidVendale。
"Hemaybealive,"saidWilding。"Andifheisalive,haveInot——
innocently,Igrantyouinnocently——robbedhimofenough?HaveI
notrobbedhimofallthehappytimethatIenjoyedinhisstead?
HaveInotrobbedhimoftheexquisitedelightthatfilledmysoulwhenthatdearlady,"stretchinghishandtowardsthepicture,"toldmeshewasmymother?HaveInotrobbedhimofallthecareshelavishedonme?HaveInotevenrobbedhimofallthedevotionanddutythatIsoproudlygavetoher?ThereforeitisthatIaskmyself,GeorgeVendale,andIaskyou,whereishe?Whathasbecomeofhim?"
"Whocantell!"
"Imusttrytofindoutwhocantell。Imustinstituteinquiries。
Imustneverdesistfromprosecutinginquiries。Iwillliveupontheinterestofmyshare——Ioughttosayhisshare——inthisbusiness,andwilllayuptherestforhim。WhenIfindhim,Imayperhapsthrowmyselfuponhisgenerosity;butIwillyieldupalltohim。Iwill,Iswear。AsIlovedandhonouredher,"saidWilding,reverentlykissinghishandtowardsthepicture,andthencoveringhiseyeswithit。"AsIlovedandhonouredher,andhaveaworldofreasonstobegratefultoher!"Andsobrokedownagain。
Hispartnerrosefromthechairhehadoccupied,andstoodbesidehimwithahandsoftlylaiduponhisshoulder。"Walter,Iknewyoubeforeto—daytobeanuprightman,withapureconscienceandafineheart。ItisveryfortunateformethatIhavetheprivilegetotraveloninlifesoneartosotrustworthyaman。Iamthankfulforit。Usemeasyourrighthand,andrelyuponmetothedeath。
Don’tthinktheworseofmeifIprotesttoyouthatmyuppermostfeelingatpresentisaconfused,youmaycallitanunreasonable,one。Ifeelfarmorepityfortheladyandforyou,becauseyoudidnotstandinyoursupposedrelations,thanIcanfeelfortheunknownman(ifheeverbecameaman),becausehewasunconsciouslydisplaced。YouhavedonewellinsendingforMr。Bintrey。WhatI
thinkwillbeapartofhisadvice,Iknowisthewholeofmine。Donotmoveastepinthisseriousmatterprecipitately。Thesecretmustbekeptamonguswithgreatstrictness,fortopartwithitlightlywouldbetoinvitefraudulentclaims,toencourageahostofknaves,toletlooseafloodofperjuryandplotting。Ihavenomoretosaynow,Walter,thantoremindyouthatyousoldmeashareinyourbusiness,expresslytosaveyourselffrommoreworkthanyourpresenthealthisfitfor,andthatIboughtitexpresslytodowork,andmeantodoit。"
Withthesewords,andapartinggripofhispartner’sshoulderthatgavethemthebestemphasistheycouldhavehad,GeorgeVendalebetookhimselfpresentlytothecounting—house,andpresentlyafterwardstotheaddressofM。JulesObenreizer。
AsheturnedintoSohoSquare,anddirectedhisstepstowardsitsnorthside,adeepenedcolourshotacrosshissun—brownedface,whichWilding,ifhehadbeenabetterobserver,orhadbeenlessoccupiedwithhisowntrouble,mighthavenoticedwhenhispartnerreadaloudacertainpassageintheirSwisscorrespondent’sletter,whichhehadnotreadsodistinctlyastherest。
AcuriouscolonyofmountaineershaslongbeenenclosedwithinthatsmallflatLondondistrictofSoho。Swisswatchmakers,Swisssilver—chasers,Swissjewellers,SwissimportersofSwissmusicalboxesandSwisstoysofvariouskinds,drawclosetogetherthere。
Swissprofessorsofmusic,painting,andlanguages;Swissartificersinsteadywork;Swisscouriers,andotherSwissservantschronicallyoutofplace;industriousSwisslaundressesandclear—starchers;
mysteriouslyexistingSwissofbothsexes;SwisscreditableandSwissdiscreditable;Swisstobetrustedbyallmeans,andSwisstobetrustedbynomeans;thesediverseSwissparticlesareattractedtoacentreinthedistrictofSoho。ShabbySwisseating—houses,coffee—houses,andlodging—houses,Swissdrinksanddishes,SwissserviceforSundays,andSwissschoolsforweek—days,arealltobefoundthere。Eventhenative—bornEnglishtavernsdriveasortofbroken—Englishtrade;announcingintheirwindowsSwisswhetsanddrams,andshelteringintheirbarsSwissskirmishesofloveandanimosityonmostnightsintheyear。
WhenthenewpartnerinWildingandCo。rangthebellofadoorbearingthebluntinscriptionOBENREIZERonabrassplate——theinnerdoorofasubstantialhouse,whosegroundstorywasdevotedtothesaleofSwissclocks——hepassedatonceintodomesticSwitzerland。
Awhite—tiledstoveforwinter—timefilledthefireplaceoftheroomintowhichhewasshown,theroom’sbarefloorwaslaidtogetherinaneatpatternofseveralordinarywoods,theroomhadaprevalentairofsurfacebarenessandmuchscrubbing;andthelittlesquareofflowerycarpetbythesofa,andthevelvetchimney—boardwithitscapaciousclockandvasesofartificialflowers,contendedwiththattone,asif,inbringingoutthewholeeffect,aParisianhadadaptedadairytodomesticpurposes。
Mimicwaterwasdroppingoffamill—wheelundertheclock。Thevisitorhadnotstoodbeforeit,followingitwithhiseyes,aminute,whenM。Obenreizer,athiselbow,startledhimbysaying,inverygoodEnglish,veryslightlyclipped:"Howdoyoudo?Soglad!"
"Ibegyourpardon。Ididn’thearyoucomein。"
"Notatall!Sit,please。"
Releasinghisvisitor’stwoarms,whichhehadlightlypinionedattheelbowsbywayofembrace,M。Obenreizeralsosat,remarking,withasmile:"Youarewell?Soglad!"andtouchinghiselbowsagain。
"Idon’tknow,"saidVendale,afterexchangeofsalutations,"whetheryoumayyethaveheardofmefromyourHouseatNeuchatel?"
"Ah,yes!"
"InconnectionwithWildingandCo。?"
"Ah,surely!"
"IsitnotoddthatIshouldcometoyou,inLondonhere,asoneoftheFirmofWildingandCo。,topaytheFirm’srespects?"
"Notatall!WhatdidIalwaysobservewhenwewereonthemountains?Wecallthemvast;buttheworldissolittle。Solittleistheworld,thatonecannotkeepawayfrompersons。Therearesofewpersonsintheworld,thattheycontinuallycrossandre—
cross。Soverylittleistheworld,thatonecannotgetridofaperson。Not,"touchinghiselbowsagain,withaningratiatorysmile,"thatonewoulddesiretogetridofyou。"
"Ihopenot,M。Obenreizer。"
"Pleasecallme,inyourcountry,Mr。Icallmyselfso,forIloveyourcountry。IfICOULDbeEnglish!ButIamborn。Andyou?
Thoughdescendedfromsofineafamily,youhavehadthecondescensiontocomeintotrade?Stopthough。Wines?IsittradeinEnglandorprofession?Notfineart?"
"Mr。Obenreizer,"returnedVendale,somewhatoutofcountenance,"I
wasbutasillyyoungfellow,justofage,whenIfirsthadthepleasureoftravellingwithyou,andwhenyouandIandMademoiselleyourniece——whoiswell?"
"Thankyou。Whoiswell。"
"——Sharedsomeslightglacierdangerstogether。If,withaboy’svanity,Irathervauntedmyfamily,IhopeIdidsoasakindofintroductionofmyself。Itwasveryweak,andinverybadtaste;
butperhapsyouknowourEnglishproverb,’LiveandLearn。’"
"Youmaketoomuchofit,"returnedtheSwiss。"Andwhatthedevil!
Afterall,yoursWASafinefamily。"
GeorgeVendale’slaughbetrayedalittlevexationasherejoined:
"Well!Iwasstronglyattachedtomyparents,andwhenwefirsttravelledtogether,Mr。Obenreizer,Iwasinthefirstflushofcomingintowhatmyfatherandmotherleftme。SoIhopeitmayhavebeen,afterall,moreyouthfulopennessofspeechandheartthanboastfulness。"
"Allopennessofspeechandheart!Noboastfulness!"criedObenreizer。"Youtaxyourselftooheavily。Youtaxyourself,myfaith!asifyouwasyourGovernmenttaxingyou!Besides,itcommencedwithme。Iremember,thateveningintheboatuponthelake,floatingamongthereflectionsofthemountainsandvalleys,thecragsandpinewoods,whichweremyearliestremembrance,Idrewaword—pictureofmysordidchildhood。Ofourpoorhut,bythewaterfallwhichmymothershowedtotravellers;ofthecow—shedwhereIsleptwiththecow;ofmyidiothalf—brotheralwayssittingatthedoor,orlimpingdownthePasstobeg;ofmyhalf—sisteralwaysspinning,andrestingherenormousgoitreonagreatstone;
ofmybeingafamishednakedlittlewretchoftwoorthreeyears,whentheyweremenandwomenwithhardhandstobeatme,I,theonlychildofmyfather’ssecondmarriage——ifitevenwasamarriage。
Whatmorenaturalthanforyoutocomparenoteswithme,andsay,’Weareasonebyage;atthatsametimeIsatuponmymother’slapinmyfather’scarriage,rollingthroughtherichEnglishstreets,allluxurysurroundingme,allsqualidpovertykeptfarfromme。
SuchisMYearliestremembranceasopposedtoyours!’"
Mr。Obenreizerwasablack—hairedyoungmanofadarkcomplexion,throughwhoseswarthyskinnoredglowevershone。Whencolourwouldhavecomeintoanothercheek,ahardlydiscerniblebeatwouldcomeintohis,asifthemachineryforbringinguptheardentbloodwerethere,butthemachineryweredry。Hewasrobustlymade,wellproportioned,andhadhandsomefeatures。Manywouldhaveperceivedthatsomesurfacechangeinhimwouldhavesetthemmoreattheireasewithhim,withoutbeingabletodefinewhatchange。Ifhislipscouldhavebeenmademuchthicker,andhisneckmuchthinner,theywouldhavefoundtheirwantsupplied。
ButthegreatObenreizerpeculiaritywas,thatacertainnamelessfilmwouldcomeoverhiseyes——apparentlybytheactionofhisownwill——whichwouldimpenetrablyveil,notonlyfromthosetellersoftales,butfromhisfaceatlarge,everyexpressionsaveoneofattention。Itbynomeansfollowedthathisattentionshouldbewhollygiventothepersonwithwhomhespoke,orevenwhollybestowedonpresentsoundsandobjects。Rather,itwasacomprehensivewatchfulnessofeverythinghehadinhisownmind,andeverythingthatheknewtobe,orsuspectedtobe,inthemindsofothermen。
Atthisstageoftheconversation,Mr。Obenreizer’sfilmcameoverhim。
"Theobjectofmypresentvisit,"saidVendale,"is,Ineedhardlysay,toassureyouofthefriendlinessofWildingandCo。,andofthegoodnessofyourcreditwithus,andofourdesiretobeofservicetoyou。Wehopeshortlytoofferyouourhospitality。
Thingsarenotquiteintrainwithusyet,formypartner,Mr。
Wilding,isreorganisingthedomesticpartofourestablishment,andisinterruptedbysomeprivateaffairs。Youdon’tknowMr。Wilding,Ibelieve?"
Mr。Obenreizerdidnot。
"Youmustcometogethersoon。Hewillbegladtohavemadeyouracquaintance,andIthinkImaypredictthatyouwillbegladtohavemadehis。YouhavenotbeenlongestablishedinLondon,I
suppose,Mr。Obenreizer?"
"ItisonlynowthatIhaveundertakenthisagency。"
"Mademoiselleyourniece——is——notmarried?"
"Notmarried。"
GeorgeVendaleglancedabouthim,asifforanytokensofher。
"ShehasbeeninLondon?"
"SheISinLondon。"
"When,andwhere,mightIhavethehonourofrecallingmyselftoherremembrance?"
Mr。Obenreizer,discardinghisfilmandtouchinghisvisitor’selbowsasbefore,saidlightly:"Comeup—stairs。"
Flutteredenoughbythesuddennesswithwhichtheinterviewhehadsoughtwascominguponhimafterall,GeorgeVendalefollowedup—
stairs。Inaroomoverthechamberhehadjustquitted——aroomalsoSwiss—appointed——ayoungladysatnearoneofthreewindows,workingatanembroidery—frame;andanolderladysatwithherfaceturnedclosetoanotherwhite—tiledstove(thoughitwassummer,andthestovewasnotlighted),cleaninggloves。Theyoungladyworeanunusualquantityoffairbrighthair,veryprettilybraidedaboutaratherrounderwhiteforeheadthantheaverageEnglishtype,andsoherfacemighthavebeenashade——orsayalight——rounderthantheaverageEnglishface,andherfigureslightlyrounderthanthefigureoftheaverageEnglishgirlatnineteen。Aremarkableindicationoffreedomandgraceoflimb,inherquietattitude,andawonderfulpurityandfreshnessofcolourinherdimpledfaceandbrightgrayeyes,seemedfraughtwithmountainair。Switzerlandtoo,thoughthegeneralfashionofherdresswasEnglish,peepedoutofthefancifulbodiceshewore,andlurkedinthecuriousclockedredstocking,andinitslittlesilver—buckledshoe。Astotheelderlady,sittingwithherfeetapartuponthelowerbrassledgeofthestove,supportingalap—fullofgloveswhileshecleanedonestretchedonherlefthand,shewasatrueSwissimpersonationofanotherkind;fromthebreadthofhercushion—likeback,andtheponderosityofherrespectablelegs(ifthewordbeadmissible),totheblackvelvetbandtiedtightlyroundherthroatfortherepressionofarisingtendencytogoitre;or,higherstill,tohergreatcopper—colouredgoldear—rings;or,higherstill,toherhead—
dressofblackgauzestretchedonwire。
"MissMarguerite,"saidObenreizertotheyounglady,"doyourecollectthisgentleman?"
"Ithink,"sheanswered,risingfromherseat,surprisedandalittleconfused:"itisMr。Vendale?"
"Ithinkitis,"saidObenreizer,dryly。"Permitme,Mr。Vendale。
MadameDor。"
Theelderladybythestove,withtheglovestretchedonherlefthand,likeaglover’ssign,halfgotup,halflookedoverherbroadshoulder,andwhollyplumpeddownagainandrubbedaway。
"MadameDor,"saidObenreizer,smiling,"issokindastokeepmefreefromstainortear。MadameDorhumoursmyweaknessforbeingalwaysneat,anddevoteshertimetoremovingeveryoneofmyspecksandspots。"
MadameDor,withthestretchedgloveintheair,andhereyescloselyscrutinizingitspalm,discoveredatoughspotinMr。
Obenreizeratthatinstant,andrubbedhardathim。GeorgeVendaletookhisseatbytheembroidery—frame(havingfirsttakenthefairrighthandthathisentrancehadchecked),andglancedatthegoldcrossthatdippedintothebodice,withsomethingofthedevotionofapilgrimwhohadreachedhisshrineatlast。Obenreizerstoodinthemiddleoftheroomwithhisthumbsinhiswaistcoat—pockets,andbecamefilmy。
"Hewassayingdown—stairs,MissObenreizer,"observedVendale,"thattheworldissosmallaplace,thatpeoplecannotescapeoneanother。IhavefounditmuchtoolargeformesinceIsawyoulast。"
"Haveyoutravelledsofar,then?"sheinquired。
"Notsofar,forIhaveonlygonebacktoSwitzerlandeachyear;butIcouldhavewished——andindeedIhavewishedveryoften——thatthelittleworlddidnotaffordsuchopportunitiesforlongescapesasitdoes。Ifithadbeenless,Imighthavefoundmyfollow—
travellerssooner,youknow。"
TheprettyMargueritecoloured,andveryslightlyglancedinthedirectionofMadameDor。
"Youfindusatlength,Mr。Vendale。Perhapsyoumayloseusagain。"
"Itrustnot。Thecuriouscoincidencethathasenabledmetofindyou,encouragesmetohopenot。"
"Whatisthatcoincidence,sir,ifyouplease?"Adaintylittlenativetouchinthisturnofspeech,andinitstone,madeitperfectlycaptivating,thoughtGeorgeVendale,whenagainhenoticedaninstantaneousglancetowardsMadameDor。Acautionseemedtobeconveyedinit,rapidflashthoughitwas;sohequietlytookheedofMadameDorfromthattimeforth。
"ItisthatIhappentohavebecomeapartnerinaHouseofbusinessinLondon,towhichMr。Obenreizerhappensthisverydaytobeexpresslyrecommended:andthat,too,byanotherhouseofbusinessinSwitzerland,inwhich(asitturnsout)webothhaveacommercialinterest。Hehasnottoldyou?"
"Ah!"criedObenreizer,strikingin,filmless。"No。IhadnottoldMissMarguerite。Theworldissosmallandsomonotonousthatasurpriseisworthhavinginsuchalittlejog—trotplace。Itisashetellsyou,MissMarguerite。He,ofsofineafamily,andsoproudlybred,hascondescendedtotrade。Totrade!Likeuspoorpeasantswhohaverisenfromditches!"
Acloudcreptoverthefairbrow,andshecastdownhereyes。
"Why,itisgoodfortrade!"pursuedObenreizer,enthusiastically。
"Itennoblestrade!Itisthemisfortuneoftrade,itisitsvulgarity,thatanylowpeople——forexample,wepoorpeasants——maytaketoitandclimbbyit。Seeyou,mydearVendale!"Hespokewithgreatenergy。"ThefatherofMissMarguerite,myeldesthalf—
brother,morethantwotimesyourageormine,iflivingnow,wanderedwithoutshoes,almostwithoutrags,fromthatwretchedPass——wandered——wandered——gottobefedwiththemulesanddogsatanInninthemainvalleyfaraway——gottobeBoythere——gottobeOstler——gottobeWaiter——gottobeCook——gottobeLandlord。AsLandlord,hetookme(couldhetaketheidiotbeggarhisbrother,orthespinningmonstrosityhissister?)toputaspupiltothefamouswatchmaker,hisneighbourandfriend。HiswifedieswhenMissMargueriteisborn。Whatishiswill,andwhatarehiswordstome,whenhedies,shebeingbetweengirlandwoman?’AllforMarguerite,exceptsomuchbytheyearforyou。Youareyoung,butImakeheryourward,foryouwereoftheobscurestandthepoorestpeasantry,andsowasI,andsowashermother;wewereabjectpeasantsall,andyouwillrememberit。’Thethingisequallytrueofmostofmycountrymen,nowintradeinthisyourLondonquarterofSoho。Peasantsonce;low—borndrudgingSwissPeasants。Thenhowgoodandgreatfortrade:"here,fromhavingbeenwarm,hebecameplayfullyjubilant,andtouchedtheyoungwine—merchant’selbowsagainwithhislightembrace:"tobeexaltedbygentlemen。"
"Idonotthinkso,"saidMarguerite,withaflushedcheek,andalookawayfromthevisitor,thatwasalmostdefiant。"Ithinkitisasmuchexaltedbyuspeasants。"
"Fie,fie,MissMarguerite,"saidObenreizer。"YouspeakinproudEngland。"
"Ispeakinproudearnest,"sheanswered,quietlyresumingherwork,"andIamnotEnglish,butaSwisspeasant’sdaughter。"
Therewasadismissalofthesubjectinherwords,whichVendalecouldnotcontendagainst。Heonlysaidinanearnestmanner,"I
mostheartilyagreewithyou,MissObenreizer,andIhavealreadysaidso,asMr。Obenreizerwillbearwitness,"whichhebynomeansdid,"inthishouse。"
Now,Vendale’seyeswerequickeyes,andsharplywatchingMadameDorbytimes,notedsomethinginthebroadbackviewofthatlady。
Therewasconsiderablepantomimicexpressioninherglove—cleaning。
IthadbeenverysoftlydonewhenhespokewithMarguerite,orithadaltogetherstopped,liketheactionofalistener。WhenObenreizer’speasant—speechcametoanend,sherubbedmostvigorously,asifapplaudingit。Andonceortwice,astheglove(whichshealwaysheldbeforeheralittleaboveherface)turnedintheair,orasthisfingerwentdown,orthatwentup,heevenfanciedthatitmadesometelegraphiccommunicationtoObenreizer:
whosebackwascertainlyneverturneduponit,thoughhedidnotseematalltoheedit。
Vendaleobservedtoo,thatinMarguerite’sdismissalofthesubjecttwiceforceduponhimtohismisrepresentation,therewasanindignanttreatmentofherguardianwhichshetriedtocheek:asthoughshewouldhaveflamedoutagainsthim,butfortheinfluenceoffear。Healsoobserved——thoughthiswasnotmuch——thatheneveradvancedwithinthedistanceofheratwhichhefirstplacedhimself:asthoughtherewerelimitsfixedbetweenthem。Neitherhadheeverspokenofherwithouttheprefix"Miss,"thoughwheneverheutteredit,itwaswiththefaintesttraceofanairofmockery。
AndnowitoccurredtoVendaleforthefirsttimethatsomethingcuriousintheman,whichhehadneverbeforebeenabletodefine,wasdefinableasacertainsubtleessenceofmockerythateludedtouchoranalysis。HefeltconvincedthatMargueritewasinsomesortaprisonerastoherfreewill——thoughsheheldherownagainstthosetwocombined,bytheforceofhercharacter,whichwasneverthelessinadequatetoherrelease。Tofeelconvincedofthis,wasnottofeellessdisposedtoloveherthanhehadalwaysbeen。
Inaword,hewasdesperatelyinlovewithher,andthoroughlydeterminedtopursuetheopportunitywhichhadopenedatlast。
Forthepresent,hemerelytoucheduponthepleasurethatWildingandCo。wouldsoonhaveinentreatingMissObenreizertohonourtheirestablishmentwithherpresence——acuriousoldplace,thoughabachelorhousewithal——andsodidnotprotracthisvisitbeyondsuchavisit’sordinarylength。Goingdown—stairs,conductedbyhishost,hefoundtheObenreizercounting—houseatthebackoftheentrance—hall,andseveralshabbymeninoutlandishgarmentshangingabout,whomObenreizerputasidethathemightpass,withafewwordsinpatois。
"Countrymen,"heexplained,asheattendedVendaletothedoor。
"Poorcompatriots。Gratefulandattached,likedogs!Good—bye。Tomeetagain。Soglad!"
Twomorelighttouchesonhiselbowsdismissedhimintothestreet。
SweetMargueriteatherframe,andMadameDor’sbroadbackathertelegraph,floatedbeforehimtoCrippleCorner。Onhisarrivalthere,WildingwasclosetedwithBintrey。Thecellardoorshappeningtobeopen,Vendalelightedacandleinacleftstick,andwentdownforacellarousstroll。GracefulMargueritefloatedbeforehimfaithfully,butMadameDor’sbroadbackremainedoutside。
Thevaultswereveryspacious,andveryold。Therehadbeenastonecryptdownthere,whenbygoneswerenotbygones;somesaid,partofamonkishrefectory;somesaid,ofachapel;somesaid,ofaPagantemple。Itwasallonenow。Letwhowouldmakewhathelikedofacrumbledpillarandabrokenarchorso。OldTimehadmadewhatHE
likedofit,andwasquiteindifferenttocontradiction。
Thecloseair,themustysmell,andthethunderousrumblinginthestreetsabove,asbeing,outoftheroutineofordinarylife,wentwellenoughwiththepictureofprettyMargueriteholdingherownagainstthosetwo。SoVendalewentonuntil,ataturninginthevaults,hesawalightlikethelighthecarried。
"O!Youarehere,areyou,Joey?"
"Oughtn’titrathertogo,’O!YOU’REhere,areyou,MasterGeorge?’Forit’smybusinesstobehere。Butitain’tyourn。"
"Don’tgrumble,Joey。"
"O!Idon’tgrumble,"returnedtheCellarman。"Ifanythinggrumbles,it’swhatI’vetookinthroughthepores;itain’tme。
Haveacareassomethinginyoudon’tbeginagrumbling,MasterGeorge。Stopherelongenoughforthewapourstowork,andthey’llbeatit。"
Hispresentoccupationconsistedofpokinghisheadintothebins,makingmeasurementsandmentalcalculations,andenteringtheminarhinoceros—hide—lookingnote—book,likeapieceofhimself。
"They’llbeatit,"heresumed,layingthewoodenrodthathemeasuredwithacrosstwocasks,enteringhislastcalculation,andstraighteninghisback,"trust’em!Andsoyou’veregularlycomeintothebusiness,MasterGeorge?"
"Regularly。Ihopeyoudon’tobject,Joey?"
"Idon’t,blessyou。ButWapoursobjectsthatyou’retooyoung。
You’rebothonyoutooyoung。"
"Weshallgotoverthatobjectiondaybyday,Joey。"
"Ay,MasterGeorge;butIshalldaybydaygetovertheobjectionthatI’mtooold,andsoIshan’tbecapableofseeingmuchimprovementinyou。"
TheretortsotickledJoeyLadlethathegruntedforthalaughanddelivereditagain,gruntingforthanotherlaughafterthesecondeditionof"improvementinyou。"
"Butwhat’snolaughingmatter,MasterGeorge,"heresumed,straighteninghisbackoncemore,"is,thatyoungMasterWildinghasgoneandchangedtheluck。Markmywords。Hehaschangedtheluck,andhe’llfinditout。Iain’tbeendownhereallmylifefornothing!IknowbywhatInoticesdownhere,whenit’sa—goingtorain,whenit’sa—goingtoholdup,whenit’sa—goingtoblow,whenit’sa—goingtobecalm。Iknow,bywhatInoticesdownhere,whentheluck’schanged,quiteaswell。"
"Hasthisgrowthontheroofanythingtodowithyourdivination?"
askedVendale,holdinghislighttowardsagloomyraggedgrowthofdarkfungus,pendentfromthearcheswithaverydisagreeableandrepellenteffect。"Wearefamousforthisgrowthinthisvault,aren’twe?"
"WeareMasterGeorge,"repliedJoeyLadle,movingasteportwoaway,"andifyou’llbeadvisedbyme,you’llletitalone。"
Takinguptherodjustnowlaidacrossthetwocasks,andfaintlymovingthelanguidfunguswithit,Vendaleasked,"Ay,indeed?Whyso?"
"Why,notsomuchbecauseitrisesfromthecasksofwine,andmayleaveyoutojudgewhatsortofstuffaCellarmantakesintohimselfwhenhewalksinthesameallthedaysofhislife,noryetsomuchbecauseatastageofitsgrowthit’smaggots,andyou’llfetch’emdownuponyou,"returnedJoeyLadle,stillkeepingaway,"asforanotherreason,MasterGeorge。"
"Whatotherreason?"
"(Iwouldn’tkeepontouchin’it,ifIwasyou,sir。)I’lltellyouifyou’llcomeoutoftheplace。First,takealookatitscolour,MasterGeorge。"
"Iamdoingso。"
"Done,sir。Now,comeoutoftheplace。"
Hemovedawaywithhislight,andVendalefollowedwithhis。WhenVendalecameupwithhim,andtheyweregoingbacktogether,Vendale,eyeinghimastheywalkedthroughthearches,said:"Well,Joey?Thecolour。"
"Isitlikeclottedblood,MasterGeorge?"
"Likeenough,perhaps。"
"Morethanenough,Ithink,"mutteredJoeyLadle,shakinghisheadsolemnly。
"Well,sayitislike;sayitisexactlylike。Whatthen?"
"MasterGeorge,theydosay——"
"Who?"
"HowshouldIknowwho?"rejoinedtheCellarman,apparentlymuchexasperatedbytheunreasonablenatureofthequestion。"Them!
Themassaysprettywelleverything,youknow。HowshouldIknowwhoTheyare,ifyoudon’t?"
"True。Goon。"
"Theydosaythatthemanthatgetsbyanyaccidentapieceofthatdarkgrowthrightuponhisbreast,will,forsureandcertain,diebymurder。"
AsVendalelaughinglystoppedtomeettheCellarman’seyes,whichhehadfastenedonhislightwhiledreamilysayingthosewords,hesuddenlybecameconsciousofbeingstruckuponhisownbreastbyaheavyhand。Instantlyfollowingwithhiseyestheactionofthehandthatstruckhim——whichwashiscompanion’s——hesawthatithadbeatenoffhisbreastaweborclotofthefunguseventhenfloatingtotheground。
ForamomentheturnedupontheCellarmanalmostasscaredalookastheCellarmanturneduponhim。Butinanothermomenttheyhadreachedthedaylightatthefootofthecellar—steps,andbeforehecheerfullysprangupthem,heblewouthiscandleandthesuperstitiontogether。
EXITWILDING
Onthemorningofthenextday,Wildingwentoutalone,afterleavingamessagewithhisclerk。"IfMr。Vendaleshouldaskforme,"hesaid,"orifMr。Bintreyshouldcall,tellthemIamgonetotheFoundling。"Allthathispartnerhadsaidtohim,allthathislawyer,followingonthesameside,couldurge,hadlefthimpersistingunshakeninhisownpointofview。Tofindthelostman,whoseplacehehadusurped,wasnowtheparamountinterestofhislife,andtoinquireattheFoundlingwasplainlytotakethefirststepinthedirectionofdiscovery。TotheFoundling,accordingly,thewine—merchantnowwent。
Theoncefamiliaraspectofthebuildingwasalteredtohim,asthelookoftheportraitoverthechimney—piecewasalteredtohim。Hisonedearestassociationwiththeplacewhichhadshelteredhischildhoodhadbeenbrokenawayfromitforever。Astrangereluctancepossessedhim,whenhestatedhisbusinessatthedoor。
Hisheartachedashesataloneinthewaiting—roomwhiletheTreasureroftheinstitutionwasbeingsentfortoseehim。Whentheinterviewbegan,itwasonlybyapainfuleffortthathecouldcomposehimselfsufficientlytomentionthenatureofhiserrand。
TheTreasurerlistenedwithafacewhichpromisedallneedfulattention,andpromisednothingmore。
"Weareobligedtobecautious,"hesaid,whenitcametohisturntospeak,"aboutallinquirieswhicharemadebystrangers。"
"Youcanhardlyconsidermeastranger,"answeredWilding,simply。
"Iwasoneofyourpoorlostchildrenhere,inthebygonetime。"
TheTreasurerpolitelyrejoinedthatthiscircumstanceinspiredhimwithaspecialinterestinhisvisitor。Buthepressed,neverthelessforthatvisitor’smotiveinmakinghisinquiry。
Withoutfurtherpreface,Wildingtoldhimhismotive,suppressingnothing。TheTreasurerrose,andledthewayintotheroominwhichtheregistersoftheinstitutionwerekept。"Alltheinformationwhichourbookscangiveisheartilyatyourservice,"hesaid。
"Afterthetimethathaselapsed,Iamafraiditistheonlyinformationwehavetoofferyou。"
Thebookswereconsulted,andtheentrywasfoundexpressedasfollows:
"3dMarch,1836。Adopted,andremovedfromtheFoundlingHospital,amaleinfant,namedWalterWilding。Nameandconditionofthepersonadoptingthechild——Mrs。JaneAnnMiller,widow。Address——
Lime—TreeLodge,GroombridgeWells。References——theReverendJohnHarker,GroombridgeWells;andMessrs。Giles,Jeremie,andGiles,bankers,LombardStreet。"
"Isthatall?"askedthewine—merchant。"Hadyounoafter—
communicationwithMrs。Miller?"
"None——orsomereferencetoitmusthaveappearedinthisbook。"
"MayItakeacopyoftheentry?"
"Certainly!Youarealittleagitated。Letmemakeacopyforyou。"
"Myonlychance,Isuppose,"saidWilding,lookingsadlyatthecopy,"istoinquireatMrs。Miller’sresidence,andtotryifherreferencescanhelpme?"
"ThatistheonlychanceIseeatpresent,"answeredtheTreasurer。
"IheartilywishIcouldhavebeenofsomefurtherassistancetoyou。"
WiththosefarewellwordstocomforthimWildingsetforthonthejourneyofinvestigationwhichbeganfromtheFoundlingdoors。Thefirststagetomakefor,wasplainlythehouseofbusinessofthebankersinLombardStreet。Twoofthepartnersinthefirmwereinaccessibletochance—visitorswhenheaskedforthem。Thethird,afterraisingcertaininevitabledifficulties,consentedtoletaclerkexaminetheledgermarkedwiththeinitialletter"M。"TheaccountofMrs。Miller,widow,ofGroombridgeWells,wasfound。Twolonglines,infadedink,weredrawnacrossit;andatthebottomofthepagethereappearedthisnoteAccountclosed,September30th,1837。"
Sothefirststageofthejourneywasreached——andsoitendedinNoThoroughfare!AftersendinganotetoCrippleCornertoinformhispartnerthathisabsencemightbeprolongedforsomehours,Wildingtookhisplaceinthetrain,andstartedforthesecondstageonthejourney——Mrs。Miller’sresidenceatGroombridgeWells。
Mothersandchildrentravelledwithhim;mothersandchildrenmeteachotheratthestation;mothersandchildrenwereintheshopswhenheenteredthemtoinquireforLime—TreeLodge。Everywhere,thenearestanddearestofhumanrelationsshoweditselfhappilyinthehappylightofday。Everywhere,hewasremindedofthetreasureddelusionfromwhichhehadbeenawakenedsocruelly——ofthelostmemorywhichhadpassedfromhimlikeareflectionfromaglass。
Inquiringhere,inquiringthere,hecouldhearofnosuchplaceasLime—TreeLodge。Passingahouse—agent’soffice,hewentinwearily,andputthequestionforthelasttime。Thehouse—agentpointedacrossthestreettoadrearymansionofmanywindows,whichmighthavebeenamanufactory,butwhichwasanhotel。"That’swhereLime—TreeLodgestood,sir,"saidtheman,"tenyearsago。"
Thesecondstagereached,andNoThoroughfareagain!
Butonechancewasleft。Theclericalreference,Mr。Harker,stillremainedtobefound。Customerscominginatthemomenttooccupythehouse—agent’sattention,Wildingwentdownthestreet,andenteringabookseller’sshop,askedifhecouldbeinformedoftheReverendJohnHarker’spresentaddress。
Thebooksellerlookedunaffectedlyshockedandastonished,andmadenoanswer。
Wildingrepeatedhisquestion。
Thebooksellertookupfromhiscounteraprimlittlevolumeinabindingofsobergray。Hehandedittohisvisitor,openatthetitle—page。Wildingread:
"ThemartyrdomoftheReverendJohnHarkerinNewZealand。Relatedbyaformermemberofhisflock。"
Wildingputthebookdownonthecounter。"Ibegyourpardon,"hesaidthinkingalittle,perhaps,ofhisownpresentmartyrdomwhilehespoke。Thesilentbookselleracknowledgedtheapologybyabow。
Wildingwentout。
Thirdandlaststage,andNoThoroughfareforthethirdandlasttime。
Therewasnothingmoretobedone;therewasabsolutelynochoicebuttogobacktoLondon,defeatedatallpoints。Fromtimetotimeonthereturnjourney,thewine—merchantlookedathiscopyoftheentryintheFoundlingRegister。Thereisoneamongthemanyformsofdespair——perhapsthemostpitiableofall——whichpersistsindisguisingitselfasHope。Wildingcheckedhimselfintheactofthrowingtheuselessmorselofpaperoutofthecarriagewindow。
"Itmayleadtosomethingyet,"hethought。"WhileIlive,Iwon’tpartwithit。WhenIdie,myexecutorsshallfinditsealedupwithmywill。"
Now,thementionofhiswillsetthegoodwine—merchantonanewtrackofthought,withoutdivertinghismindfromitsengrossingsubject。Hemustmakehiswillimmediately。
TheapplicationofthephraseNoThoroughfaretothecasehadoriginatedwithMr。Bintrey。Intheirfirstlongconferencefollowingthediscovery,thatsagaciouspersonagehadahundredtimesrepeated,withanobstructiveshakeofthehead,"NoThoroughfare,Sir,NoThoroughfare。Mybeliefisthatthereisnowayoutofthisatthistimeofday,andmyadviceis,makeyourselfcomfortablewhereyouare。"
Inthecourseoftheprotractedconsultation,amagnumoftheforty—
fiveyearoldport—winehadbeenproducedforthewettingofMr。
Bintrey’slegalwhistle;butthemoreclearlyhesawhiswaythroughthewine,themoreemphaticallyhedidnotseehiswaythroughthecase;repeatingasoftenashesethisglassdownempty。"Mr。
Wilding,NoThoroughfare。Restandbethankful。"
Itiscertainthatthehonestwine—merchant’sanxietytomakeawilloriginatedinprofoundconscientiousness;thoughitispossible(andquiteconsistentwithhisrectitude)thathemayunconsciouslyhavederivedsomefeelingofrelieffromtheprospectofdelegatinghisowndifficultytotwoothermenwhoweretocomeafterhim。Bethatasitmay,hepursuedhisnewtrackofthoughtwithgreatardour,andlostnotimeinbeggingGeorgeVendaleandMr。BintreytomeethiminCrippleCornerandsharehisconfidence。
"Beingallthreeassembledwithcloseddoors,"saidMr。Bintrey,addressingthenewpartnerontheoccasion,"Iwishtoobserve,beforeourfriend(andmyclient)entrustsuswithhisfurtherviews,thatIhaveendorsedwhatIunderstandfromhimtohavebeenyouradvice,Mr。Vendale,andwhatwouldbetheadviceofeverysensibleman。Ihavetoldhimthathepositivelymustkeephissecret。IhavespokenwithMrs。Goldstraw,bothinhispresenceandinhisabsence;andifanybodyistobetrusted(whichisaverylargeIF),Ithinksheistobetrustedtothatextent。Ihavepointedouttoourfriend(andmyclient),thattosetonfootrandominquirieswouldnotonlybetoraisetheDevil,inthelikenessofalltheswindlersinthekingdom,butwouldalsobetowastetheestate。Now,yousee,Mr。Vendale,ourfriend(andmyclient)doesnotdesiretowastetheestate,but,onthecontrary,desirestohusbanditforwhatheconsiders——butIcan’tsayIdo——
therightfulowner,ifsuchrightfulownershouldeverbefound。I
amverymuchmistakenifheeverwillbe,butnevermindthat。Mr。
WildingandIare,atleast,agreedthattheestateisnottobewasted。Now,IhaveyieldedtoMr。Wilding’sdesiretokeepanadvertisementatintervalsflowingthroughthenewspapers,cautiouslyinvitinganypersonwhomayknowanythingaboutthatadoptedinfant,takenfromtheFoundlingHospital,tocometomyoffice;andIhavepledgedmyselfthatsuchadvertisementshallregularlyappear。Ihavegatheredfromourfriend(andmyclient)
thatImeetyouhereto—daytotakehisinstructions,nottogivehimadvice。Iampreparedtoreceivehisinstructions,andtorespecthiswishes;butyouwillpleaseobservethatthisdoesnotimplymyapprovalofeitherasamatterofprofessionalopinion。"
ThusMr。Bintrey;talkingquiteismuchATWildingasTOVendale。
Andyet,inspiteofhiscareforhisclient,hewassoamusedbyhisclient’sQuixoticconduct,astoeyehimfromtimetotimewithtwinklingeyes,inthelightofahighlycomicalcuriosity。
"Nothing,"observedWilding,"canbeclearer。Ionlywishmyheadwereasclearasyours,Mr。Bintrey。"
"Ifyoufeelthatsinginginitcomingon,"hintedthelawyer,withanalarmedglance,"putitoff。——Imeantheinterview。"
"Notatall,Ithankyou,"saidWilding。"WhatwasIgoingto——"
"Don’texciteyourself,Mr。Wilding,"urgedthelawyer。
"No;IWASN’Tgoingto,"saidthewine—merchant。"Mr。BintreyandGeorgeVendale,wouldyouhaveanyhesitationorobjectiontobecomemyjointtrusteesandexecutors,orcanyouatonceconsent?"
"Iconsent,"repliedGeorgeVendale,readily。
"Iconsent,"saidBintrey,notsoreadily。
"Thankyouboth。Mr。Bintrey,myinstructionsformylastwillandtestamentareshortandplain。Perhapsyouwillnowhavethegoodnesstotakethemdown。Ileavethewholeofmyrealandpersonalestate,withoutanyexceptionorreservationwhatsoever,toyoutwo,myjointtrusteesandexecutors,intrusttopayoverthewholetothetrueWalterWilding,ifheshallbefoundandidentifiedwithintwoyearsafterthedayofmydeath。Failingthat,intrusttoyoutwotopayoverthewholeasabenefactionandlegacytotheFoundlingHospital。"
"Thoseareallyourinstructions,arethey,Mr。Wilding?"demandedBintrey,afterablanksilence,duringwhichnobodyhadlookedatanybody。
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