Civil service -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction
'Undy,' said he, 'pray bear with me a while. The truth is, I cannot
endure this misery any longer. I do not now want to blame anyone but
myself. The thing has been done, and it is useless now to talk of blame.
The thing has been done, and all that now remains for me is to undo it;
to put this girl's money back again, and get this horrid weight from off
my breast.'
'Upon my word, my dear fellow, I did not think that you took it in such
a light as that,' said Undy.
'I am miserable about it,' said Alaric. 'It keeps me awake all night,
and destroys all my energy during the day.'
'Oh, that's all bile,' said Undy. 'You should give up fish for a few
days, and take a blue pill at night.'
'Scott, this money must be paid back at once, or I shall lose my senses.
Fortune has so far favoured me as to enable me to put my hand at once on
the larger portion of it. You must let me have the remainder. In God's
name say that you will do so.'
Undy Scott unfortunately had not the power to do as he was asked.
Whether he would have done so, had he had the power, may be doubtful. He
was somewhat gravelled for an answer to Alaric's earnest supplication,
and therefore made none till the request was repeated.
'In God's name let me have this money,' repeated Alaric. 'You will then
have made two thousand pounds by the transaction.'
'My dear Tudor,' said he, 'your stomach is out of order, I can see it as
well as possible from the way you talk.'
Here was an answer for a man to get to the most earnest appeal which he
could make! Here was comfort for a wretch suffering from fear, remorse,
and shame, as Alaric was suffering. He had spoken of his feelings and
his heart, but these were regions quite out of Undy Scott's cognizance.
'Take a blue pill,' said he, 'and you'll be as right as a trivet in a
couple of days.'
What was Alaric to say? What could he say to a man who at such a crisis
could talk to him of blue pills? For a while he said nothing; but the
form of his face changed, a darkness came over his brow which Scott
had never before seen there, the colour flew from his face, his eyes
sparkled, and a strange appearance of resolute defiance showed itself
round his mouth. Scott began to perceive that his medical advice would
not be taken in good part.
'Scott,' said he, stopping short in his walk and taking hold of the
collar of his companion's coat, not loosely by the button, but with
a firm grip which Undy felt that it would be difficult to shake
off--'Scott, you will find that I am not to be trifled with. You have
made a villain of me. I can see no way to escape from my ruin without
your aid; but by the living God, if I fall, you shall fall with me. Tell
me now; will you let me have the sum I demand? If you do not, I will go
to your brother's wife and tell her what has become of her daughter's
money.'
'You may go to the devil's wife if you like it,' said Undy, 'and tell
her whatever you please.'
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