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As he thought of all these things he almost dreaded the difficulties before him. He rang the bell for Crabwitz, the peculiar bell which Crabwitz was bound to answer, having first of all gone through a little ceremony with his cheque-book.
"Yes, sir," said Crabwitz. "You have never chanced to hear of an attorney named Dockwrath, I suppose?" "What! in London, Mr. Furnival?" "No; I fancy he has no place of business in town. He lives I know at Hamworth." "It's he you mean, sir, that is meddling in this affair of Lady Mason's." "What! you have heard of that; have you?" "Oh! yes, sir.
"If you could make any pretence for running down to Hamworth change of air, you know, for a week or so. It's a beautiful country; just the place you like. And you might find out whether anything could be done, eh?" Mr. Crabwitz was well aware, from the first, that he did not get fifty pounds for nothing. A day or two after his conversation with Crabwitz, as described in the last chapter, Mr.
"Shall I step across to the lodge and send the porter's boy to Round and Crook's?" asked Mr. Crabwitz. "The porter's boy! no; go yourself; you are not busy. Why should I send the porter's boy on my business?" The fact probably was, that Mr. Furnival forgot his clerk's age and standing. Crabwitz had been ready to run anywhere when his employer had first known him, and Mr.
I rather think I must trouble you to remain here, as I cannot tell at what moment I may be in town again." "Then, sir, I'm afraid " Mr. Crabwitz began his speech and then faltered. He was going to tell Mr. Furnival that he must suit himself with another clerk, when he remembered his fees, and paused. It would be very pleasant to him to quit Mr. Furnival, but where could he get such another place?
Furnival he had received no further instructions on that matter than those conveyed at the end of a previous chapter. "I know nothing about it, Mr. Cooke; and don't want to know generally. But I am anxious about this Orley Farm case. I do hope that he's going to drop it." And then Mr. Crabwitz elicited her view of the case with great ease. On that evening, about nine, Mr.
Furnival was right in not going home that day to his dinner. As the door closed somewhat loudly behind the angry lady Mr. Crabwitz having rushed out hardly in time to moderate the violence of the slam Lady Mason and her imputed lover were left looking at each other. It was certainly hard upon Lady Mason, and so she felt it. Mr.
"There's no doubting that, sir," said Crabwitz. "And, to tell the truth, I believe his mind is made up to do it." "You don't think that anything could be done by seeing him? Of course Lady Mason has got nothing to compromise. Her son's estate is as safe as my hat; but " "The people at Round's think it isn't quite so safe, sir." "Then the people at Round's know nothing about it.
He did say something about London confinement and change of air; but he was manifestly in good health, had an excellent appetite, said a great deal about fresh eggs, which at that time of the year was hardly reasonable, and brought with him his own pale brandy. This gentleman was Mr. Crabwitz. The house at which he was to lodge had been selected with considerable judgment.
Crabwitz; if you think my service is too hard upon you, you had better leave it. But if you take upon yourself to tell me so again, you must leave it. Remember that." Mr. Furnival possessed the master mind of the two; and Mr. Crabwitz felt this as he slunk back to his own room. So Mr. Round also was at Birmingham, and could be seen there. This was so far well; and Mr.
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