"After all it is not so bad," she said, "you see, Mr. Moore, only
anticipates, 'some trouble,' and surely there can be no doubt your
word would be taken, especially in Ireland, before any other man's
oath!"
"My dear Kate, '_some trouble_,' has a very vague meaning from a
solicitor; it may be a month's quibbling or forty years' litigation;
and in law there is no such thing as honour; every thing must be
proved; and though judge and jury may believe me incapable of wronging
Mr. Taaffe of one sou; yet, if I cannot bring _legal proof_, he must
succeed."
"What a dishonest wretch he must be! but I always had a horror of the
name of Taaffe!" cried Kate, the proud, indignant blood mounting to
her forehead.
"Some association of ideas with Taffy's thieving propensities?"
observed the Colonel, with an effort to be cheerful.
"But, dear grandpapa, what is to be done? this letter leaves us just
in the same state of uncertainty we were in before."
"We must search amongst all my papers, dear child, as Moore advises;
if I find any thing bearing on the subject, I will send it to him; but
I much fear I shall find nothing; I destroyed a great many papers,
as useless, on leaving Dungar, and although I do not recollect any
connected with Taaffe's business among them, there may have been; for
I considered it so completely settled beyond dispute, that I should
have burnt them, unhesitatingly, had I come across any. And then,
Kate, we must bide our time."
"And are there no more active steps to be taken? Could you not write
to this nephew; assure him you have paid the money, and advise him not
to expose himself to universal opprobrium by acting so base a part."
"Ah, Kate, my own warm hearted child!" said her grandfather, sadly,
"God grant you may not have to struggle with the world of which you
are so ignorant. "Universal opprobrium," is an expression frequently
and flourishingly put forth by newspaper editors; and it may be
occasionally drawn down by the singularly flagrant acts of some
public characters, but the dread of it never yet withheld any man, so
inclined, from preying on his fellows in private life; and it will
take many more years' experience to convince you how utterly fruitless
and unorthodox such a proceeding would be."
"Well, grandpapa, if I am useless as a counsellor can I not be an
agent and assist you in your search."
"Yes, send away the breakfast things and tell nurse to bring me the
tin box, and oak brass-bound cabinet that are in my room; make Susan
help her, they are too heavy for her unassisted strength."
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