'If I was to tell you all I know about it,' said the man, 'you would
stare sure enough. And it is all true as the gospel--it is. My friend,
the nobleman I told you of, knows all the business as well as I do--ay,
ay, and he'll marry her too. Such a devilish fine girl deserves a lord
for her husband.'
This speech, interlarded with many oaths, had also frequent
interruptions from the effects of his inebriety, so that my chaise was
announced just as he spoke the last word. I sat still, and called for
wine. They again recollected the presence of a stranger; another silence
ensued; and, while I lingered over my wine, the young man and one other
of the company dropped asleep.
My interest in that name would not suffer me to depart. I grew restless
and uneasy, I shifted my chair, stirred the fire; and in so doing
doubtless roused the sleeper, for he started up and vociferated a great
oath. 'Not see it,' added he, 'why I saw it myself, with my own eyes,
the Lord defend us!--no wonder! no wonder! I wouldn't sleep in old
Valmont's skin to have twenty fine castles. To cheat his own brother's
daughter out of such a fine fortune! 'Tis enough to make the ghosts of
all her grandfather's walk out of their graves. Forty thousand is the
least penny.--Well, well,' said he rising, 'I shall see the day yet when
a certain Lord that I know will have her and her fifty thousand pounds
too. Come, landlord, here's a safe deliverance to Miss Valmont and her
money out of the claws of her old griping uncle.'
Having swallowed his bumper, he staggered out of the room, and the
landlord was instantly summoned to assist him to bed. From one of the
remaining guests, I learned that this man had lately come from London;
but his name was unknown to them. Finding my intelligence at an end, I
stepped into my chaise and proceeded towards Barlowe Hall.
During my journey, I often, almost indeed perpetually, thought of the
conversation I had heard in the inn. And when I had arrived at Barlowe
Hall, and sat in the same apartment where I first heard you speak of
Sibella, I also recollected that colonel Ridson, who had been in habits
of intimacy with her father, expressed both doubt and surprise when you
said Miss Valmont was dependent on her uncle. This recollection added
new force to the assertions of the young man in the village. I became
persuaded that some injury was intended to Miss Valmont; and resolved if
possible to develop the mystery. I journeyed back again to the village,
where my suspicions had first been excited. The young man had departed
the day before; and no one could tell me of his route.
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