"To see what I am doing!" said Charley bitterly. And then his thoughts
reverted to the past, and he came to the conclusion that it does not
fall to the lot of any of us to pass a life of uninterrupted happiness,
such as his had been until he first set eyes upon Ella.
"Branksome-street, sir?" cried the driver through his little trap-door.
"Number nineteen, sir?"
"How did you know that I wanted number nineteen?" said Charley
pettishly; "I did not name a number."
"Lor' bless you, sir, this makes, I should think, a score of times I've
been here in the course of a couple of years' hansom-driving. I never
come wunst when it was a growler I druv. You want number nineteen,
sir--private-inkviry orfice--that's what you want."
"And how did you know that?" said Charley, who could not help feeling
amused.
"How did I know that, sir?" grinned the man. "It's a sort of instinkt,
sir, as is only possessed by drivers of kebs. Here you are, sir--number
nineteen. Up on the first floor for Mr Whittrick."
Charley leaped out, ran up the stairs indicated; and directly after he
was in the office of Mr Whittrick, of private-inquiry celebrity.
Volume 2, Chapter XVII.
PRIVATE-INQUIRY.
Waiting your turn in a dull cheerless room along with half a dozen more
people who always seem oil to your water or _vice versa_, so as to
insure non-mixing, is about one of the most unpleasant things in life.
It is bad enough at the doctor's, where you sit and wonder what is the
matter with your neighbours right or left, and whether their complaints
are infectious; but at a private-inquiry office at a busy time it is ten
times worse. There is such a general disposition evinced by everybody
to turn his back on everybody else; an act which the actor soon finds
out to be an utter impossibility; for though he gets on very well with
respect to two or three, he soon finds that, however clever a
mathematician he may be, he cannot place himself in the required
position; and, as a matter of course, he turns rusty, and resents the
presence of the other waiters--waiters, of course not in the hotel and
coffee-room sense of the term.
To do Charley Vining justice, he was as ill-tempered as any one present;
but he refrained from showing it, and tried to tranquillise his mind
into a state of wonderment as to the business of others present. Was
there any one seeking the address of some daughter or sister very
dear?--was any one moved by the tender passion? It did not seem like
it, judging from the countenances around.
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