Detective and mystery stories, English; Police -- Fiction; Short stories
His hopes of success in seeking out certain facts from the testamentary
records of this see, were more slender than they had been while entering
upon his errand at the other three cathedrals. He had written to the
bishop for that permission to search which had been by other prelates so
readily granted, but which had been rendered by the respective
Registrars so utterly nugatory, and had received no answer. Awkward
reminiscences of the state of this Registry, as disclosed before the
last Parliamentary Committee on the Ecclesiastical Courts, fell like a
dark shadow over his hopes. Up to the year 1832, the gateway where the
wills are kept was, upon the Deputy Registrar's own showing, neither
"fire-proof, sufficiently large, nor absolutely free from plunder." The
searching-office was a part of the gateway; and was as inadequate as
other searching offices. The Chief Registrar in 1837 was a sinecurist in
the _seventieth_ year of office, and was verging towards the hundredth
of his age; having received, in his time, not less than three hundred
and fifty thousand pounds of the public money for doing nothing. The
fees for searches and extracts were heavy, and nobody was allowed, as in
most other Registries, to see how the wills were kept.
Such were the gloomy prepossessions of Mr. William Wallace, as he
approached the archway which held the testamentary treasures of Diocese
Number Four. He sought the searching office in vain, and at length was
fain to address himself to the first passenger--a burly blacksmith--who,
at once, in answer to his inquiry, pointed to a handsome new stone
building, that stood within the Abbey Square.
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