The Remarkable History of Sir Thomas Upmore, bart., M.P., formerly known as "Tommy Upmore"Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
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The Remarkable History of Sir Thomas Upmore, bart., M.P., formerly known as "Tommy Upmore"
Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
Great Britain -- Politics and government -- 19th century -- Fiction; Satire
Whether he was lawyer enough to know--for sailors do pick up queer
things--that he saved the family £4,500, by this behaviour; or whether
it was only that he would not now disturb himself, and did not wish to
be reminded of the only stars, that living people care for; or whether
he would not confuse his last pipe; at any rate, in the most decisive
manner, he conveyed to me, that he would have no more said about
_Jumbilug's_ eyes--which he would have condemned, at any less momentous
moment--but all was to be, as he had once for all directed. This made me
feel a certain sense of trusteeship; as if I were placed in full charge
of these stones, and must most exactly do, whatever he had ordered.
But when I was told, for the first time, of their value, I found it very
hard to trust my ears. Such a great injustice did it seem to me, (who
have an ardent love of fairness) that the cleverest man in the world
might work, for sixty years--the entire parenthesis of anybody's meaning
here--without earning half of the value of one of the eyes of a
barbarous idol.
For the great jewel-merchant in Hatton Garden, to whom Sir Roland took
me, could scarcely believe his own eyes at first--the day being of
London texture--until he put on a strong jet of light (reflected by
white mirrors) and took a double magnifier, and went into the very
bottom of both stones. Even then, he was almost afraid of his own
judgment, and looked at us doubtfully, and shook his head, and even the
hand that held such treasures.
"If I did not know you to be Sir Roland Twentifold, and this young
gentleman to be a friend of yours, and therefore above all suspicion, it
would be my duty to call in the police, and place these in their
charge," he said; "as the produce of some tremendous robbery. I have
been in the trade, for more than forty years, and Crown jewels, and
those of the great R---- family have passed through my hands; but until
now, never such a pair of blue diamonds as these are. They must be well
known; they must have a great history. I know all the leading gems of
Europe; but these are entirely new to me. Is there any reason, why I
should not know the story?"
"None whatever," I replied, "if you will receive it first in confidence.
And then if you think that my right to them is perfect, I care not how
the story spreads."
I told him all I knew; while he listened with deep interest, and so did
Sir Roland, who had not heard all till then. I insisted especially upon
Uncle William's character, and his great superiority to piracy, or
rapine; and enforced the fact that he had not run away with that idol,
with any view to its value, but simply as a deed of justice, against a
most horrible tribe of cannibals, who had eaten as much as seventeen
white men, and had vowed the sole survivor as a sacrifice, to the image
with these resplendent eyes. The jeweller's sympathies went warmly with
me, and with Uncle Bill in his operations; but he could not help
sighing, and I asked him why.
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