British -- Ireland -- Fiction; British -- Italy -- Fiction; Ireland -- Fiction
“We now sat down to table, and though not being gifted with that
expansiveness that the stranger spoke of, I soon found myself listening
with pleasure to the conversation of a very shrewd and witty man, who
had seen a good deal of life. Perhaps I may have exhibited some trait of
the pleasure he afforded me--perhaps I may have expressed it in words;
at all events your son marked the effect produced upon me, and in a
tone of half jocular triumph, cried out, 'Eh, Sedley, you 'll stand by
him--won't you? I 've told him if there was a man in England to carry
him through a stiff campaign you were the fellow.' I replied by some
commonplace, and rose soon after to proceed to court. As the foreigner
had also some business at the Hall, I offered him a seat in my cab. As
we went along, he spoke freely of himself and his former life, and gave
me his card, with the name 'Anatole Pracontal'--one of the aliases of
our Pretender. So that here I was for two hours in close confab with the
enemy, to whom I was actually presented by your own son! So overwhelming
was this announcement that I really felt unable to take any course,
and doubted whether I ought not at once to have told him who his
fellow-traveller was. I decided at last for the more cautious line, and
asked him to come and see me at Fulham. We parted excellent friends.
Whether he will keep his appointment or not I am unable to guess. By a
special good fortune--so I certainly must deem it--Captain Bramleigh was
telegraphed for to Portsmouth, and had to leave town at once. So that
any risks from that quarter are avoided. Whether this strange meeting
will turn out well or ill, whether it will be misinterpreted by Kelson
when he comes to hear it,--for it would be hard to believe it all
accident,--and induce him to treat us with distrust and suspicion, or
whether it may conduce to a speedy settlement of everything, is more
than I can yet say.
“I am so far favorably impressed by M. Pracontal's manner and address
that I think he ought not to be one difficult to deal with. What may be
his impression, however, when he learns with whom he has been talking
so freely, is still doubtful to me. He cannot, it is true, mistrust your
son, but he may feel grave doubts about _me_.
“I own I do not expect to see him to-morrow. Kelson will certainly
advise him against such a step, nor do I yet perceive what immediate
good would result from our meeting, beyond the assuring him--as I
certainly should--that all that had occurred was pure chance, and that,
though perfectly familiar with his name and his pretensions, I had not
the vaguest suspicion of his identity till I read his card. It may be
that out of this strange blunder good may come. Let us hope it. I will
write to-morrow.
“Truly yours,
“M. Sedley.”
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