It is to be presumed that Timms found the means to communicate to
Williams the rejection of the latter’s offer, before the court met next
morning. It is certain that the counsel associated with the
Attorney-General manifested unusual zeal in the performance of duties
that most men would have found unpleasant, if not painful, and that he
was captious, short, and ill-natured. Just as Mary Monson came within
the bar, a letter was put into the hands of Dunscomb, who quietly broke
the seal, and read it twice, as the observant Timms fancied; then put it
in his pocket, with a mien so undisturbed that no mere looker-on would
have suspected its importance. The letter was from Millington, and it
announced a general want of success in his mission. The whereabouts of
M. de Larocheforte could not be ascertained; and those who knew anything
about his movements, were of opinion that he was travelling in the West,
accompanied by his fair, accomplished, and affluent young consort. None
of those who would naturally have heard of such an event, had it
occurred, could say there had ever been a separation between the French
husband and the American wife. Millington, himself, had never seen his
kinswoman, there being a coolness of long standing between the two
branches of the family, and could give little or no information on the
subject. In a word, he could discover nothing to enable him to carry out
the clue obtained in the rumour; while, on the other hand, he found a
certain set, who occupied themselves a good deal with intelligence of
that sort, were greatly disposed to believe the report, set on foot by
herself, that Mary Monson was a stool-pigeon of a gang of marauders, and
doubtless guilty of everything of which she had been accused. Millington
would remain in town, however, another day, and endeavour to push his
inquiries to some useful result. Cool, clear-headed, and totally without
romance, Dunscomb knew that a better agent than his young friend could
not be employed, and was fain to wait patiently for the discoveries he
might eventually succeed in making. In the mean time the trial
proceeded.
“Mr. Clerk,” said his honour, “let the jury be called.”
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