England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Love stories; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction
"Mr. Ernest Van Brandt is well known to me," he said. "May I ask if you
are a relative or friend of the English lady who has been introduced
here as his wife?"
I answered in the affirmative; adding, "I am here to give any assistance
to the lady of which she may stand in need."
The merchant's next words explained the appearance of interest with
which he had received me.
"You are most welcome," he said. "You relieve my partners and myself
of a great anxiety. I can only explain what I mean by referring for
a moment to the business affairs of my firm. We have a fishing
establishment in the ancient city of Enkhuizen, on the shores of the
Zuyder Zee. Mr. Ernest Van Brandt had a share in it at one time, which
he afterward sold. Of late years our profits from this source have been
diminishing; and we think of giving up the fishery, unless our prospects
in that quarter improve after a further trial. In the meantime, having
a vacant situation in the counting-house at Enkhuizen, we thought of
Mr. Ernest Van Brandt, and offered him the opportunity of renewing his
connection with us, in the capacity of a clerk. He is related to one of
my partners; but I am bound in truth to tell you that he is a very bad
man. He has awarded us for our kindness to him by embezzling our
money; and he has taken to flight--in what direction we have not
yet discovered. The English lady and her child are left deserted at
Enkhuizen; and until you came here to-day we were quite at a loss to
know what to do with them. I don't know whether you are already aware
of it, sir; but the lady's position is made doubly distressing by doubts
which we entertain of her being really Mr. Ernest Van Brandt's wife. To
our certain knowledge, he was privately married to another woman some
years since; and we have no evidence whatever that the first wife
is dead. If we can help you in any way to assist your unfortunate
country-woman, pray believe that our services are at your disposal."
With what breathless interest I listened to these words it is needless
to say. Van Brandt had deserted her! Surely (as my poor mother had once
said) "she must turn to me now." The hopes that had abandoned me filled
my heart once more; the future which I had so long feared to contemplate
showed itself again bright with the promise of coming happiness to my
view. I thanked the good merchant with a fervor that surprised him.
"Only help me to find my way to Enkhuizen," I said, "and I will answer
for the rest."
"The journey will put you to some expense," the merchant replied.
"Pardon me if I ask the question bluntly. Have you money?"
"Plenty of money."
"Very good. The rest will be easy enough. I will place you under the
care of a countryman of yours, who has been employed in our office for
many years. The easiest way for you, as a stranger, will be to go by
sea; and the Englishman will show you where to hire a boat."
In a few minutes more the clerk and I were on our way to the harbor.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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