The Problem of 'Edwin Drood': A Study in the Methods of DickensNicoll, W. Robertson (William Robertson), Sir
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The Problem of 'Edwin Drood': A Study in the Methods of Dickens
Nicoll, W. Robertson (William Robertson), Sir
Cathedrals in literature; Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870. Mystery of Edwin Drood; Murder in literature
‘_More than suspicions_, _sir_,’ _returned Mr. Sapsea_; ‘_all but
certainties_.’
‘_Only think now_!’ _cried Mr. Datchery_.
‘_But proof_, _sir_, _proof must be built up stone by stone_,’ _said
the Mayor_. ‘_As I say_, _the end crowns the work_. _It is not
enough that Justice should be morally certain_; _she must be
immorally certain—legally_, _that is_.’
‘_His Honour_,’ _said Mr. Datchery_, ‘_reminds me of the nature of
the law_. _Immoral_. _How true_!’
‘_As I say_, _sir_,’ _pompously went on the Mayor_, ‘_the arm of the
law is a strong arm_, _and a long arm_. _That is the way I put it_.
_A strong arm and a long arm_.’
‘_How forcible_!—_And yet_, _again_, _how true_!’ _murmured Mr.
Datchery_.
‘_And without betraying what I call the secrets of the
prison-house_,’ _said Mr. Sapsea_; ‘_the secrets of the prison-house
is the term I used on the bench_.’
‘_And what other term than His Honour’s would express it_?’ _said Mr.
Datchery_.
‘_Without_, _I say_, _betraying them_, _I predict to you_, _knowing
the iron will of the gentleman we have just left_ (_I take the bold
step of calling it __iron_, _on account of its strength_), _that in
this case the long arm will reach_, _and the strong arm will strike_.
_This is our Cathedral_, _sir_. _The best judges are pleased to
admire it_, _and the best among our townsmen own to being a little
vain of it_.’
_All this time Mr. Datchery had walked with his hat under his arm_,
_and his white hair streaming_.
* * * * *
In the next sentence the word _now_ is struck out.
* * * * *
‘He had an odd momentary appearance upon him of having forgotten his
hat, when Mr. Sapsea _now_ touched it.’
* * * * *
‘_I shall come_. _Master Deputy_, _what do you owe me_?’
‘_A job_.’
‘_Mind you pay me honestly with the job of showing me Mr. Durdles’s
house when I want to go there_.’
* * * * *
In Chapter XX.:—
* * * * *
‘_Yes_, _you may be sure that the stairs are fireproof_,’ _said Mr.
Grewgious_, ‘_and that any outbreak of the devouring element would be
perceived and suppressed by the watchmen_.’
* * * * *
In Chapter XXI.:—
_I wished at the time that you had come to me_; _but now I think it
best that you did as you did_, _and came to your guardian_.’
‘_I did think of you_,’ _Rosa told him_; ‘_but Minor Canon Corner was
so near him_—’
‘_I understand_. _It was quite natural_.’
* * * * *
‘_Have you settled_,’ _asked Rosa_, _appealing to them both_, ‘_what
is to be done for Helena and her brother_?’
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