The Smuggler: A Tale. Volumes I-IIIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Smuggler: A Tale. Volumes I-III
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Kent (England) -- Fiction; Smugglers -- Fiction
Amongst the latter portion of the auditory,--at least, so he supposed
at first,--Sir Robert Croyland perceived his young friend, Richard
Radford; and he was in the act of beckoning him to come up to the
table, in order to inquire where his father was, and how soon he would
return, when one of the officers of the Customs suddenly thrust the
young gentleman out of the way, exclaiming, "Stand farther back! What
are you pushing forward for? Your turn will come soon enough, I
warrant."
Sir Robert Croyland was confounded; and for a moment or two he sat
silent in perplexity and surprise. Not that he ever entertained a
doubt of old Mr. Radford still nourishing all the propensities of his
youth; nor that he was not well aware they had formed part of the
inheritance of the son; but there were certain considerations of some
weight which made Sir Robert feel that it would have been better for
him to be in any other spot of the habitable globe than that where he
was at the moment. Recovering himself, however, after a brief pause of
anxious indecision, he made a sign to the constable door-keeper, and
whispered to him, as soon as the man reached his side, to inquire into
the cause of Mr. Richard Radford's being there. The man was shrewd and
quick, and while half the magistrates were speaking across the table
to half the officers and some of the dragoons, he went and returned to
and from the other side of the room, and then whispered to the
baronet, "For smuggling, sir--caught abetting the others--his name
marked upon some of the goods!"
Sir Robert Croyland was not naturally a brilliant man. Though hasty in
temper in his early days, he had always been somewhat obtuse in
intellect; but this was a case of emergency; and there is no greater
sharpener of the wits than necessity. In an instant, he had formed his
plan to gain time, which was his great object at that moment; and,
taking out his watch, he laid it on the table, exclaiming aloud,
"Gentlemen! gentlemen! a little regularity, if you please. My time is
precious. I have an important engagement this afternoon, and I----"
But his whole scheme had nearly been frustrated by the impetuosity of
young Radford himself, who at once pushed through officers and
soldiers, saying, "And so have I, Sir Robert, a very important
engagement this afternoon. I claim to be heard as speedily as
possible."
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