A Charming Fellow, Volume IIITrollope, Frances Eleanor
General
A Charming Fellow, Volume III
Trollope, Frances Eleanor
Fiction
"Do you mean to say, Ancram, that you have deliberately risked the loss
of your situation?"
"My 'situation' was as good as lost already. Do you know what happened
yesterday, Lord Seely? I was subjected to the agreeable ordeal of a
visit from the surveyor of the postal district in which Whitford is
situated. I was catechised magisterially. The whole office--including my
private room--was subjected to a sort of scrutiny. There have been a
great many letters missing at Whitford lately; some money-letters. That
is to say, letters which should have passed through our office have
never reached their destination. Nothing has been traced. Nothing is
known with certainty. But the concurrence of various circumstances
points to Whitford as the place where the letters have been--stolen. I
am told on all hands that such things never happened in Mr. Cooper's
time. (Mr. Cooper was my predecessor as postmaster.) I am scowled at,
and almost openly insulted in the streets, by a miller, or a baker, or
something of the kind, who lives in the neighbourhood. He declares he
has lost a considerable sum of money by the post, and plainly considers
me responsible. You may guess how pleasant my 'situation' has become in
consequence of these things being known and talked about."
"But, good Heavens, Ancram----! I don't comprehend your way of looking
at the matter. These irregularities are doubtless very distressing, but
surely your rational course would be to use every effort to discover the
cause of them and set matters right; not run away as if you were a
culprit!"
"Your lordship judges without knowing all the facts."
"Pardon me, Ancram, but no facts can justify such rash behaviour. I have
some experience of men and of the world, and I give you my deliberate
opinion that you have acted very indiscreetly, to say the least. I am
disappointed in you, Ancram. I regret to say it, but I am disappointed
in you. You have shown a want of steadiness, and--and--almost of common
sense! The more I think of it, the more I disapprove of the step you
have taken. It shows a great want of consideration for others; for your
wife. If you were alone it might be pardonable--although, excessively
ill-judged--to throw up your post at the first experience of the rough
side of things. We all have difficulties to contend with. The most
exalted position is not secure from them, as, indeed, it would appear
almost superfluous to point out! The record of my own--my own--official
life might supply you with more than one example of the value of
steadfast energy, and an inflexible determination to conquer
antagonistic circumstances."
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