Kit and Kitty: A Story of West MiddlesexBlackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
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Kit and Kitty: A Story of West Middlesex
Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
Middlesex (England) -- Fiction
“Nobody can explain anything;” my uncle replied with his usual wisdom;
“look at me. I have been in a garden all my life, and I have kept
my eyes open, and I am no fool. But if you ask what canker is in an
apple-tree or pear, or blister in a peach, or silver-leaf, or shanking
in grapes, or sudden death in a Moorpark, or fifty other things that we
meet with every day, all I can say is—‘Go and ask the men of science,
and if two of them tell you the same thing, believe it.’ No, my lad, we
know nothing yet, though we find bigger words than used to serve the
turn. Have you told young Henderson, that you would like to try this
fellow, Tony Tonks?”
“No, I never thought of it, until just now, when you suggested that the
villain should be watched, to find out where he goes, and all his dirty
doings. It is fair play with such a deadly sneak. But for all that, I
hate the thought of it.”
“We must meet the devil with his own weapons. Sam is going to be
married at Ludred, I suppose.”
“Yes, next Thursday. And I have promised to be there. Although it will
be a bad time for me.”
“Never mind, Kit. You shall have your time again. As I have told you
more than once. I am an old man now, and have seen a lot of wickedness.
But I never knew it triumph in the end. Go up at once to Halliford, and
get your friend to write to this fellow by the afternoon post. We might
have him here to-morrow night, and settle matters with him, while we
have Henderson to help us.”
I was lucky enough to find Henderson at home, and he entered into our
plan with zeal; for he had his own grudge with Bulwrag. But he told me
that we must be prepared to part with a heap of money, if we began it;
and he could not tell how long it might last. I answered that we had a
good bank to draw on, and that I should be able to repay it in the end
out of my own little property, which I should insist upon doing.
“Tony will want five pounds a week, and all expenses covered; and you
may put that probably at five pounds more.” Sam looked as if he thought
I could not afford it. “And then if he does any good, he will expect a
handsome tip. And you must let him have his own head. He is the best
man in England for the job, if he will take it. And perhaps he will.
There is nothing on now in his line of business much, till the Leger
comes on. Tony will do a good deal for me. I shall put it as a personal
favour, you know. But we won’t tell him what it is, until he comes to
see.”
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