England -- Fiction; Gothic fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction
"Yes, and I have been a little puzzled," continued Longcluse. "They say
the man who is his own lawyer has a fool for his client; but there are
other things besides law to which the spirit of the canon more strongly
still applies. I think you could give me just the kind of advice I need,
if you were not to think my asking it too great a liberty. I should not
dream of doing so if the matter were simply a private one, and began and
ended in myself; but you will see in a moment that public interests of
some value are involved, and I am a little doubtful whether the course I
am taking is in all respects the right one. I have had two threatening
letters; would you mind glancing at them? The moon is so brilliant, one
has no difficulty in reading. This is the first. And may I ask you,
kindly, until I shall have determined, I hope, with your aid, upon a
course, to treat the matter as quite between ourselves? I have mentioned
it to but one other person."
"Certainly," said David, "you have a right to your own terms."
He took the letter and stopped short where he was, unfolding it. The
light was quite sufficient, and he read the odd and menacing letter
which Mr. Longcluse had received a few evenings before, as we know, at
Lady May's. It was to the following effect:
"SIR,--The unfortunate situation in which you stand, the proof being
so, as you must suppose, makes it necessary for you to act
considerately, and no nonsense can be permitted by your well
wishers. The poor man has his conscience all one as as the rich, and
must be cautious as well as him. I can not put myself in no dainger
for you, Sir, nor won't hold back the truth, so welp me. I have
heerd tell of your boote bin took away. I would be happy to lend an
and, Sir, to recover that property. How all will end otherwise I
regrett. Knowing well who it will be that takes so mutch consern for
your safety, you cannot doubt who I am, and if you wishes to meat me
quiet to consult, you need only to name the place and time in the
times newspaper, which I sees it every day. It must be put part in
one days times, for the daite, saying a friend will show on sich a
night, and in next days times for the place, saying the dogs will
meet at sich and sich a place, and it shall hev the attenshen of
your
FAST FREND."
"That's a cool letter, upon my word," said David Arden. "Have you an
idea who wrote it?"
"Yes, a very good guess. I'll tell you all that if you allow me, just
now. I should say, indeed, an absolute certainty, for I have had another
this afternoon with the name of the writer signed, and he turns out to
be the very man whom I suspected. Here it is."
David Arden's curiosity was piqued. He took the last note and read as
follows:--
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