"I give you my honor, Mr. Aubrey, that in the whole course of my
practice I never heard of such a procedure!" said Mr. Runnington, with a
half-desperate air.
"And I shall further request you to state that the last quarter's rents
are in my banker's hands, and will be paid over to the order of Mr.
Titmouse"----
"Good gracious, Mr. Aubrey!" interrupted Mr. Runnington, with an air of
deep concern.
"I have well considered the position in which I am placed," said Mr.
Aubrey, with a serious air.
"It is very painful for me to mention the subject, Mr. Aubrey; but have
you adverted to the _mesne_ profits?"
"I have. It is, indeed, a very fearful matter: and I frankly own that I
see no way open before me, but to trust to the forbearance of"----
"Forbearance!--The _forbearance_ of Messrs. Quirk, Gammon, and Snap!! or
of any one counselled by them!"
"Why, what can I do? I might as well undertake to pay off the national
debt as the sum of sixty thousand pounds!"
"That's just the very thing," replied Mr. Runnington, with a dismayed
air.
"Whatever honorable negotiation can effect, I leave it in your hands to
do. With reference to the time which may be allowed for liquidating this
frightful demand"--Mr. Aubrey changed color, but spoke with firmness--"I
must own this to be a matter which has occasioned me inexpressible
anxiety, Mr. Runnington. I really do not see what length of time will
enable me to discharge so vast a sum of money, or even to make any
sensible impression upon it. I am quite at the mercy of my enemies!"
Here both were silent for some time.
"At one time, I fancied that in a case so grievously hard as yours,"
said Mr. Runnington, with a sigh--"you might obtain relief from a Court
of Equity from the payment of the mesne profits, on the ground of your
total ignorance of the title of Titmouse; and I laid a case before the
most skilful lawyer in the Court of Chancery--but alas! the answer was
in the negative--that the court had no power whatever to deprive a man
of what he had proved to be his strict legal rights"----
"Nor can I, Mr. Runnington, see on what principle such an interference
could be supported![8] Besides--can I _entirely_ acquit myself of
negligence? Have I not been culpably forgetful of the suggestions which
you made to me at the time of my marriage settlement? No, no! I feel
myself bound hand and foot"----
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