London (England) -- History -- 18th century -- Fiction
'I have always understood that the young man was quite poor, and that
his wife's friends were also quite poor.'
'That is true. But a man may be quite poor, yet may have friends who
will fight every point rather than see the man condemned to death--and
on a false charge.'
'False?'
'Quite false, I assure you.'
'Sir, you surprise me. To be sure I did not see the assault. Yet the
evidence was most clear. Two gentlemen, unknown to each other--another
unknown to both who witnessed the affair--how can such evidence as that
be got over?'
'Well, Mr. Probus, it is not for me to say how it will be got over. You
are, I believe, giving evidence on what may be called a minor point; you
will therefore be in the Court on the occasion of the Trial. I can say
nothing, of course; but I should advise all persons engaged in the case
to abstain from appearing if possible. I am assured that things quite
unexpected will take place. Meantime, to return to the point for which I
came here--advise your client to prepare himself to meet claims rising
out of his wife's debts to the sum of many thousands.'
'How many thousands, did you say?'
'Forty thousand, I believe.'
'Good Heavens, sir, what can a woman be doing to get through such an
enormous sum?'
'Indeed, I cannot inform you. It is an age in which women call
themselves the equals of men. Your client, Mr. Probus, has got through a
great deal more than that in the same time, including, I believe, the
£25,000 which you lent him and which he cannot repay----'
'What do you know about these affairs, Sir?'
'Nothing--nothing. I shall see you in Court on the day of the Trial, Mr.
Probus.'
He went away leaving, as he intended, his brother in the law in an
anxious condition, and having said nothing that would lead him to
suspect that the conspiracy was entirely discovered, and would be laid
open in court.
Then came the last day before the Trial.
In the afternoon all my friends were gathered together in my cell. The
attorney had read for the last time my statement of defence.
He looked through it once more. 'I do not believe,' he said, 'that the
case will get so far. Whatever happens, Mr. Halliday, you will do well
to remember that you have to thank Madame here, and I do not believe it
will be possible for you to thank her enough, until you find out for
yourself the sacrifices she has made for you and the risks she is
running on your behalf. I can but hope, Madame, that the sacrifices may
be made up to you, and that the risks may prove illusory.'
She smiled, but it was a wan smile. 'Whatever the result,' she said,
'believe me, Sir, I shall never regret either the sacrifices, if you
call them such, or the risks, if by either we can defeat this most
abominable conspiracy.'
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