England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Short stories, English
"Not at present--that I see. And when once a man has stood at a criminal
bar, it is a ban on him for life, although it may be afterwards shown he
stood there wrongly."
"True," said the Squire, softening.
Well--for there's no space to go on at length--the upshot was that Monk
went away with a promise; and the Squire came home to the Manor and told
Duffham, who was waiting there, that they must both be silent. Only
those two knew of the discovery; they had kept the particulars and
Monk's real name to themselves. Duff gave his head a toss, and told the
pater he was softer than old Jones.
"How came _you_ to suspect him, Johnny?" he continued, turning on me in
his sharp way.
"I think just for the same things that you did, Mr. Duffham--because
neither his face nor his voice is _true_."
And--remembering his look of revenge when accused in mistake for the
magpie--I suspected him still.
THE EBONY BOX.
I.
In one or two of the papers already written for you, I have spoken of
"Lawyer Cockermuth," as he was usually styled by his fellow-townspeople
at Worcester. I am now going to tell of something that happened in his
family; that actually did happen, and is no invention of mine.
Lawyer Cockermuth's house stood in the Foregate Street. He had practised
in it for a good many years; he had never married, and his sister lived
with him. She had been christened Betty; it was a more common name in
those days than it is in these. There was a younger brother named
Charles. They were tall, wiry men with long arms and legs. John, the
lawyer, had a smiling, homely face; Charles was handsome, but given to
be choleric.
Charles had served in the militia once, and had been ever since called
Captain Cockermuth. When only twenty-one he married a young lady with
a good bit of money; he had also a small income of his own; so he
abandoned the law, to which he had been bred, and lived as a gentleman
in a pretty little house on the outskirts of Worcester. His wife died
in the course of a few years, leaving him with one child, a son, named
Philip. The interest of Mrs. Charles Cockermuth's money would be
enjoyed by her husband until his death, and then would go to Philip.
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