Charles Tyrrell; or, The Bitter Blood. Volumes I and IIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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Charles Tyrrell; or, The Bitter Blood. Volumes I and II
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Murder -- Fiction
"More natural that he should go up to London, than do either," replied
Morrison. "I'm sure if I had helped him out, I should have advised him
to come here by no means"--which happened to be really the case, as
Everard had strongly counselled him not to come to the manor at
all--"However, governor," he continued, "I can assure you that he is
not here, for I have been here a long time, upon business with Mrs.
Effingham, as you see, and I must have known it if he were. Mrs.
Effingham and her daughter have both been with me, till within these
ten minutes, and I pledge you my word of honour, that Sir Charles
Tyrrell is not here, so you had better not disturb the ladies, for you
can trust to my word you know very well."
"Why I think I can, Mr. Morrison," replied the governor; "but then
what had I better do, do you think?"
"Why, that's hardly a fair question, governor," replied Morrison. "We
lawyers, you know, are never fond of advising a man to break out, for
we of course lose everything by such means; but now that he has got
out, of course I wish him safe through it; and then, on the other
hand, I should not like to give you wrong advice, so I shall give you
none. Only one thing you may be sure of, you won't find him up at the
park, for he is a great deal too clearheaded to linger about places,
where everybody knows him, and where the first cottager might take
hold of him, and get the reward which is likely to be offered."
There was so much reason in what the young lawyer said, that the
governor was greatly influenced by it. He resolved, however, to send
up a constable to the park, to make some sort of search, in order that
it might not be said, he had neglected any effort to recover the
prisoner. With the same view, also, he asked,
"Where does that glass-door lead, Mr. Morrison, do you know?"
"Why, I fancy to the conservatory," replied Morrison.
"I should like just to take a look into it, however," said the
governor. "I don't think you'd cheat me, Mr. Morrison; but I should
like just to say I had made some search."
"Oh, search if you like," replied Morrison, rising, and going toward
the conservatory; "but I give you my word of honour that if he is in
this house, it is without my knowledge, and without the knowledge of
either Mrs. Effingham or her daughter. But let us make haste then, if
you want to look into the conservatory; for if Mrs. Effingham comes
down, as she said she would in a minute, we shall both of us look
foolish, you know."
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