"Japhet, I'm glad to see you: allow me to introduce you to Mr
Harcourt--Mr De Benyon," and the old gentleman grinned maliciously, but
I was not to be taken aback.
"Harcourt," said I, extending my hand, "I have to apologise to you for
a rude reception and for unjust suspicions, but I was vexed at the
time--if you will admit that as an excuse."
"My dear Japhet," replied Harcourt, taking my hand and shaking it warmly,
"I have to apologise to you for much more unworthy behaviour, and it will
be a great relief to my mind if you will once more enrol me in the list
of your friends."
"And now, Mr Masterton," said I, "as apologies appear to be the order of
the day, I bring you one from the general, who has requested me to make
one to you for having called you an old thief of a lawyer, of which he
was totally ignorant until I reminded him of it to-day."
Harcourt burst into a laugh.
"Well, Japhet, you may tell your old tiger, that I did not feel
particularly affronted, as I took his expression professionally and not
personally, and if he meant it in that sense, he was not far wrong.
Japhet, to-morrow is Sunday; do you go to meeting or to church?"
"I believe, sir, that I shall go to church."
"Well, then, come with me:--be here at half-past two--we will go to
evening service at St James's."
"I have received many invitations, but I never yet received an
invitation to go to church," replied I.
"You will hear an extra lesson of the day--a portion of Susannah and
the Elders."
I took the equivoque, which was incomprehensible to Harcourt: I hardly
need say, that the latter and I were on the best terms. When we
separated, Harcourt requested leave to call upon me the next morning,
and Mr Masterton said that he should also pay his respects to the tiger,
as he invariably called my most honoured parent.
Harcourt was with me very soon after breakfast, and after I had
introduced him to my "Governor," we retired to talk without interruption.
"I have much to say to you, De Benyon," commenced Harcourt: "first let
me tell you, that after I rose from my bed, and discovered that you had
disappeared, I resolved, if possible, to find you out and induce you to
come back. Timothy, who looked very sly at me, would tell me nothing, but
that the last that was heard of you was at Lady de Clare's, at Richmond.
Having no other clue, I went down there, introduced myself, and, as they
will tell you, candidly acknowledged that I had treated you ill. I then
requested that they would give me any clue by which you might be found,
for I had an opportunity of offering to you a situation which was at my
father's disposal, and which any gentleman might have accepted, although
it was not very lucrative."
"It was very kind of you, Harcourt."
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