The Hampstead mystery: a novel. Volume 2 (of 3)Marryat, Florence
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The Hampstead mystery: a novel. Volume 2 (of 3)
Marryat, Florence
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and the sooner they put the shutters up, the better. The younger men
whispered and made jokes amongst themselves, and hinted that ‘Old
Harry’ (as he was familiarly termed amongst his employés) had been
looking at the outside of a whisky bottle, and things would go on much
better if he would stay at home and leave them to manage the business.
But these comments, naturally, never reached the ears of the man they
pointed at. The unfortunate ‘governor’ still continued to attend the
office and furnish jokes for the lads under him. He was little aware of
how well he deserved them. His gait had now become slouching and he
trembled as he walked. His hands shook so, that it was with difficulty
he could sign his name intelligibly, and, more than once, the manager
of the bank he lodged his money with, had sent over to identify his
signature, it was so unlike what it used to be. He always seemed to be
asleep, or nearly so. He would rouse himself with a start when spoken
to, and then curse the intruder for having addressed him in so low a
tone. More than one youth followed Jones out of the office, because
Hindes declared he mumbled on purpose to annoy him, and he threw a
heavy book at the head of a third, because, on having failed to make
his master hear, he rang a hand-bell which stood at his elbow.
The office, where all had been conducted so pleasantly, was now the
scene of continual quarrelling, and Henry Hindes bid fair to be left
alone in his glory.
The man’s whole appearance had changed. His clear, keen eyes were
bloodshot and dropsical looking--his nails were permitted to grow,
and the skin about them to become irregular--he often appeared with
an unshaven chin, and a limp collar. Mr Bloxam was the only person
in the office he ever spoke to, and him he took, curiously, into
his confidence, playing uncertain notes on him, as on an instrument
of which he was not quite sure, but from which he longed to extract
harmony.
There was a case occupying the attention of the papers just then, in
which Mr Hindes seemed to take an unusual interest. A man had given
himself up to justice for having committed a murder twenty years
before, and the persons, who might have borne witness against him,
being dead, he had provided all the necessary information himself, even
taking the police to the spot where he had committed the crime, and
making them disinter the dust and bones that remained of his victim.
The reason the case attracted particular attention was on account of
the length of time that had elapsed since the murder, and also that
the murderer had been very prosperous and esteemed since, occupied a
good position in society--and had a wife and family to be plunged into
disgrace by his confession.
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