Christian fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; United States -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
LIKE A THIEF IN THE NIGHT.
Bergan could not help wasting a little wonder on Doctor Remy's choice
of the "Rat-Hole" as a place for transacting business, of whatever
character. Yet the explanation was simple. The doctor was there, as
he had stated, professionally. One of the _habitués_ of the place had
been severely wounded in an encounter with a policeman, some weeks
before; and although he had succeeded in escaping unrecognized, the
affair had made so much stir that his friends had not deemed it prudent
to put him into the hands of any of the city physicians, for treatment.
Doctor Remy had therefore been summoned from Berganton, and had not
only conducted the case with his usual skill, but, foreseeing a
possibility of turning the circumstance to future account, had won the
ruffian's warmest gratitude by keeping his secret and declining any
fee. Having thus gotten the run of the place, and the good will of its
inmates, he had chosen it for the scene of his interviews with Dick
Causton, because he had his own excellent reasons for not wishing these
interviews to be seen or suspected by anybody in Berganton. And Dick
made no objections, inasmuch as various small errands, which he
dignified with the title of "business," had taken him to Savalla, for
two or three consecutive days; and the "Rat-Hole" was a convenient
stopping-place, and, moreover, furnished liquor which had the two-fold
merit of being of a better quality than any to be had at the "Gregg
Tavern," and of being quaffed at Doctor Remy's expense. Dick was not
likely to trouble his head much about the character of any house
possessing these strong recommendations.
In regard to the signing of the fraudulent will, he had shown himself a
little more scrupulous; his habit of intoxication had not yet
accomplished its evil work of obliterating all sense of right, and
every consideration of honor. At the first broaching of the subject,
he had indignantly refused to listen to it for a moment. Later
on--having apparently gotten some new lights on the question in the
meantime--he had quietly suffered his objections to give way, one after
another, to the doctor's arguments and bribes; to the great
satisfaction of the latter, who found his task, on the whole, easier
than he had expected.
Yet he might have felt some misgivings, if he had followed Dick out of
the house, immediately after the signing of the will, and heard the
low, satisfied chuckle with which he tumbled into his superannuated
chaise, and started his horse on a jog-trot toward Berganton. The
potent draught just swallowed had as yet taken effect only in
quickening his sense of the humorous, and putting him on excellent
terms with his own self-conceit. His eyes twinkled with amusement, too
intense to be denied the occasional vent of a loud burst of laughter,
or an appropriate string of proverbs.
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