Idonia: A Romance of Old LondonWallis, Arthur Frederick
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Idonia: A Romance of Old London
Wallis, Arthur Frederick
Great Britain -- History -- Elizabeth, 1558-1603 -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction
"Not so fast, Mr. Agent," said that sneering voice of Malpas, whom I
near stumbled over as he sat on an upturned cask by the door. "I have
been expecting you this two hours, but would not disturb you; for it is
unprofitable discoursing with a man of your capacity to slumber. Well,
do you walk in your sleep now, little Denis, and dream upon treasons?
or have you your waking sense yet? I trow you seem reasonable glad to
see me, by which I suppose you to be in your right mind, and so bid you
good-morrow."
For answer I drew off my glove, and struck him a stinging blow across
the mouth with it; upon which he leapt up, and, being extraordinarily
powerful, flung me from him into the tavern, where I lay prone upon the
flags. He did not shut the door, but stood in the doorway, of which
his head brushed the lintel, and, folding his arms, proceeded quietly--
"That was unwisely done, Denis. This house is well respected, and not
known for brawling. Besides, I mean we should be friends; that is,
should understand each other, as friends do--and traders. For in the
way of trade all goes by mutual understanding and a common trust; as I
to sell certain commodities and you to remit certain moneys; or
contrariwise, you to part with such merchandise as I am willing to lay
up in store and to render a good account of, little Denis--as you shall
confess, at the proper season. 'Tis a settlement somewhat deferred
doubtless, having had its beginning, if I mistake not, in a street
before a barber's I used formerly; whereafter was added to the bill a
shrewd item or two, whereby I come near to losing all credit: a grave
chance for such a merchant-adventurer as I; but I am since restored. I
allow a handsome rebate, Denis, that you put into the reckoning
yesterday. But the balance, upon the whole, going against me, it
remains that I must pay."
"Had I known you last night," I said bitterly, "I would have cut off my
right hand rather than second you in that pass."
He laughed long and low at that.
"Do you regret the issue so much?" said he, "Then it was your ignorance
more than your sword I have to thank, it seems. Well, 'tis no more
than the world's way, that generally sees good deeds done at random,
but calculated villainies."
"As stealing that poor devil's wife," said I.
"Ay, or the lying-in-wait for Captain Spurrier upon commission," said
he. "So all's one for that."
"You have read my packet, then?"
"Even as you were licensed to read his."
"And may do so yet," said I, galled beyond restraint by his gibing.
"I think you something misapprehend the matter," said Malpas, with a
malignant affectation of patience, "or have forgot that I said you were
to be detained here. In what fashion you shall go forth, I have not
yet decided, but be assured it will not be to do a mischief, Mr. Denis.
There be other interests must be first consulted thereabout, and order
taken."
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