Harpar questioned me closely and keenly as to the reasons that prompted
this act of mine,--an act all the more remarkable, as, to use his own
words, “We were men who had no friendship for each other, actually
strangers; and,” added he, significantly, “the sort of fellows who,
somehow, do not usually 'hit it off' together. You a man of leisure,
with your own dreamy mode of life; I, a hard worker, who could not enjoy
idleness; and in this sense, far more likely to hold each other cheaply
than otherwise.”
I attempted to account for this piece of devotion as best I might, but
not very successfully, since I was only endeavoring to explain what I
really did not well understand myself. Nor could a vague desire to
do something generous, merely because it _was_ generous, satisfy the
practical intelligence of him who heard me.
“Well,” said he, at last, “all that machinery you have described is so
new and strange to me, I can tell nothing as to how it ought to work;
but I'm as grateful to you as a man can be for a service which he could
not have rendered _himself_, nor has the slightest notion of what could
have prompted _you_ to do. Now, let me hear by what chance you came
here?”
“You must listen to a long story to learn that,” said I; and as he
declared that he had nothing more pressing to do with his time, I began,
almost as I have begun with my reader. On my first mention of Crofton,
he asked me to repeat the name; and when I spoke of meeting Miss Herbert
at the Milford station, he slightly moved his chair, as if to avoid the
strong light from the window; but from that moment till I finished, he
never interrupted me by a word, nor interposed a question.
“And it was she gave you that old seal-ring I see on your finger?” said
he, at last.
“Yes,” said I. “How came you to guess that?”
“Because _I_ gave it to her the day she was sixteen! I am her father.”
I drew a long breath, and could only clutch his arm with astonishment,
without being able to speak.
“It's all well-known in England, now. Everybody has been paid in full,
my creditors have met in a body, and signed a request to me to come back
and recommence business. They have done more; they have bought up the
lease of the Foundry, and sent it out to me. Ay, and old Elkanah's
mortgage, too, is redeemed, and I don't owe a shilling.”
“You must have worked hard to accomplish all this?”
“Pretty hard, no doubt. You remember those little boats with the holes
in 'em at Lindau. _They_ did the business for me. I was fool enough at
that time to imagine that you had got a clew to my discovery, and were
after me to pick up all the details. I ought to have known better! It
was easy enough to see that _you_ could have no head for anything with
a 'tough bone' in it. Light, thoughtless creatures of _your_ kind are
never dangerous anywhere!”
I was not quite sure whether I was expected to return thanks for this
speech in my favor, and therefore only made some very unintelligible
mutterings.
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