The Heart of a MysterySpeight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
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The Heart of a Mystery
Speight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
English fiction -- 19th century; Mystery and detective stories
John shook his head. "It would hardly be worth calling a holiday,
because I should be fidgeting all the time, and wondering what was
going to become of us."
"Going to become of us, indeed! To hear you talk, one would think
there was nothing but the Workhouse before us. It is not often,
goodness knows, that I insist upon having my own way, but I do in
this. You shall take a month's holiday, going right away from Ashdown;
and if we find you too obstinate to go of your own accord, why then
Hermy and I will carry you off by main force, and having locked up the
Cottage, leave it to take care of itself till our return."
John was pottering about the garden after breakfast, when the Reverend
Peter Edislow was announced. He was the Vicar of St. Mary's, the
church at which John, previously to his imprisonment, had filled the
post of organist for several years. He shook hands with John, and
said:
"I congratulate you most cordially, Mr. Brancker, on the result of
last Saturday," but there was not much cordiality in his tone. He was
a thin, ascetic-looking man, with a somewhat sour and querulous
expression of countenance. He regarded himself as the most ill-used
person of his acquaintance, and pitied himself accordingly, while
cherishing much inward resentment against certain of his
ecclesiastical superiors who had passed him over time after time, when
there was preferment in the air, in favor of others, altogether his
inferiors--or so he was firmly persuaded--in point of learning,
eloquence, and sound doctrinal piety. He felt it to be hard--very
hard--that his many merits should have received such scant
acknowledgment at the hands of those who ought to have been among the
first to accord them their due meed of appreciation and reward.
"Thank you, sir," said John. "It is a great pleasure to me to hear you
say so. One never knows until trouble overtakes us how many friends
and well-wishers one really has. And now about the organ, sir. I
presume it is your wish that I should take up my old duties on Sunday
next?"
"Hum! Well, the fact is, Mr. Brancker, it is about your position as
organist that I have called to see you this morning. We are very well
satisfied with Mr. Plympton, who has been officiating during your
absence--very well satisfied, indeed--and I think, taking all the
circumstances of the case into consideration, that it would, perhaps,
be as well if the existing arrangement were allowed to go on, at all
events for some little time to come. You will not fail to appreciate
my motives, I am sure."
"All the circumstances of the case!" echoed John, blankly. "Pardon me
if I fail to quite apprehend your meaning, Mr. Edislow."
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