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"If you can do that -- you shall be satisfied too!" said the
naturalist. "He does not know that any one has wronged him:
but he thinks one has."
"Who?"
"Ryle -- John Ryle. He was Mr. Lansing's partner in business
for years -- I do not know how many."
"Here?"
"In Mannahatta -- here -- they were partners; and Ryle had
brothers in England, and he was the foreign partner and
Lansing was here, for the American part of the business. Well,
they were working togezer for years; -- and at the end of them,
when they break up the business, it is found that Ryle has
made himself money, and that my brother has not made none! So
he is poor, and my sister, and Ryle is rich."
"How is that?"
"It is that way as I tell you; and Ryle has plenty, and
Lansing and Theresa they have not."
"But has Mr. Lansing no notion how this may have come about?"
"He knows nozing!" said the naturalist, -- "no more than you
know -- except he knows he is left wizout nozing, and Ryle has
not left himself so. Dat is all he knows."
"Can I see Mr. Lansing?"
"He is too sick. And he could tell you nozing. But he is not
satisfied."
"Is John Ryle of this city?"
"He is of this city. He is not doing business no more, but he
lives here."
"Well, we can try, Mr. Herder," said Winthrop, tapping his
bundle of papers on the table, in a quiet wise that was a
strong contrast to the ardent face and gestures of the
philosopher. It was the action, too, of a man who knew how to
try and was in no doubt as to his own power. The naturalist
felt it.
"What will you do, Wint'rop?"
"You wish me to set about it?"
"I do. I put it in your hands."
"I will try, Mr. Herder, what can be done."
"What will you do first?" said the naturalist.
"File a bill in equity," said Winthrop smiling.
"A bill? -- what is that?"
"A paper setting forth certain charges, made on supposition
and suspicion only, to which charges they must answer on
oath."
"_Who_ will answer?"
"Ryle and his brothers."
"Dere is but one of them alive."
"Well, Ryle and his brother, then."
"But what charges will you make? We do not know nozing to
charge."
"Our charges will be merely on supposition and suspicion --
it's not needful to swear to them."
"And they must swear how it is?"
"They must swear to their answers,"
"That will do!" said the naturalist, looking 'satisfied'
already. "That will do. We will see what they will say. -- Do
you do nozing but write bills all night, every night, and tie
up papers? -- you do not come to my room no more since a long
time."
"Not for want of will, Mr. Herder. I have not been able to
go."
"Bring your little sister and let her look at my things some
time -- while you and me we look at each other. It is good to
look at one's friend sometime."
"I have often found it so, Mr. Herder. I will certainly bring
Winnie if I can."
"Do you not go nowhere?" said the naturalist as if a thought
had struck him. "What is de reason that I do not meet you at
Mr. Haye's no more?"
"I go almost nowhere, sir."
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