Then Mr. Plenderleath and I left the gloomy, ill-lighted abode of
death, bidding Mr. Sorrel good-night, and feeling distinct satisfaction
at once again being in the open air. I speak for myself, but am
tolerably certain that, in spite of his pompous exterior, the solicitor
was well-pleased to get back to Richmond, and from the quantity of hot
brandy and water he consumed while waiting for the London train, I
gathered that even his ponderous nerves had been somewhat shaken.
There was much for me to tell my wife and daughter on returning to
Kilburn, and the small hours of morning had already come before we
retired to sleep, and thank God for this wonderful change in our
fortunes.
But the thought of that brave lad guarding my wealth troubled me. I saw
the silent house buried in darkness; I saw the great black expanse of
garden and meadow, the rain falling heavily down, and the trees tossing
their lean arms into the night. I thought of the little form lying even
more motionless than those who slept--mayhap with a dim ghostly watcher
still beside it. I thought, in fine, of many mysterious horrors, and
allowed my mind to move amidst a hundred futile alarms.
CHAPTER II.
THE "FLYING SCOTSMAN."
With daylight, or such drear apology for it as a London November
morning allows, I arose, prepared for my journey to the north, and
wrote certain letters before starting for the city. The monotonous
labours of a clerk's life were nearly ended now; the metropolis--a
place both my wife and I detested--would soon see the last of us;
already I framed in my mind the letter which should shortly be received
by the bank manager announcing my resignation. It may perhaps have
been gathered that I am a weak man in some ways, and I confess these
little preliminaries to my altered state gave me a sort of pleasure.
The ladies argued throughout breakfast as to the locality of our new
home, and paid me such increased attentions as befit the head of a
house who, from being but an unimportant atom in the machinery of a
vast money-making establishment, suddenly himself blossoms into a man
of wealth. Thus had two successive fortunes accrued to me through my
mother's second marriage; and no calls of justice or honour could
quarrel with my right to administer this second property as I thought
fit. For Joshua Beakbane had left no family, and, concerning others
bearing his name, I did not so much as know if any existed. To town
I went, and taking no pains to conceal my prosperity, was besieged
with hearty congratulations and desires to drink, at my expense, to
continued good fortune. How brief was that half-hour of triumph, and
what a number of friends I found among my colleagues in men whom I had
always suspected of quite a contrary disposition towards me!
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