Great Porter Square: A Mystery. v. 2Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
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Great Porter Square: A Mystery. v. 2
Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
Detective and mystery stories; Fiction
"We all make mistakes," I said, half gaily; I did not wish to frighten
him by an over-display of seriousness; "the best as well as the worst of
us; the oldest as well as the youngest of us. We have a good many dreams
in life, Adolph, to which we cling in earnestness and true faith, and
when we awake from them and our suffering is over, we smile at ourselves
for our credulity. You are dreaming such a dream now, and if I rouse you
from it I do so for a good purpose, and out of consideration for another
as well as for yourself. Tell me--why did you introduce Mr. Pelham into
Grace's house as your cousin? You are silent. Shall I answer for you? It
was because Grace herself asked you to do so."
"Yes," said Adolph, "she asked me, and I did it."
"Are you satisfied with yourself for having done so?" I asked.
"No," he replied.
"I will tell you why," I said. "You never saw Mr. Pelham until he made
his appearance on that unfortunate evening, and you have discovered, as
we have all discovered, that he is not a gentleman."
"He is Grace's friend," said Adolph.
"Does that speak in her favour, or in his? Think over certain events,
Adolph. Mr. Pelham, a stranger to all of us, is the friend of this lady.
But if you will remember, upon his first visits, she and he scarcely
spoke to each other, and when they meet in public the recognition that
passes between them is so slight as to be remarkable. There is something
suspicious in this, which even you, infatuated as you are, will
recognise. Whom would you choose for your friend, Mr. Pelham or Sydney
Campbell? In whose company would you rather be seen--whose hand would
you rather shake--to whose honour would you rather trust your honour?"
"To Sydney Campbell," said Adolph. "There is no choice between them.
Sydney is a gentleman. Mr. Pelham is a ----"
He did not complete the sentence; I supplied the omission. "Mr. Pelham
is a blackleg. You start! Before you are many days older I will prove it
to you; if I do not, I will submit to any penalty you may inflict upon
me."
He puckered his brows. "You are not the only one," he said, biting his
lips, "who has spoken against him."
"There are others, then, whose suspicions have been aroused?"
"Yes, Mr. ----" (mentioning the most accomplished card-player in our
set) "says that he palms the cards or has the devil's luck."
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