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But I should wish to ask, what you propose to do, in case I discover the people concerned in the conspiracy?" Amelius owned, very reluctantly, that he could do nothing with the old woman who had been the accomplice. "Unless," he added, "I can induce her to assist me in bringing the man to justice for other crimes which I believe him to have committed."
One of his brother-jurymen, however, feeling the force of example, interrupted the proceedings, by assailing Amelius with another question: "We have heard that you were accompanied by a young lady at the time you have mentioned, and that you took her upstairs with you. We want to know what business the young lady had in the house?" The lawyer interfered again. "I object to that question," he said.
"What will the honest people say," she asked, "when they know who I am?" "They have no business to know who you are and they shan't know it." "Ah! it comes back to the same thing," she said. "You must deceive the honest people, or you can do nothing for me. Amelius had better have left me where I was! I disgraced nobody, I was a burden to nobody, there.
He was especially perplexed and angry, when he reflected on the unassailably strong influence which her uncle appeared to have over her. All Regina's sympathy was with Mr. Farnaby and his troubles. Amelius might have understood her a little better, if she had told him what had passed between her uncle and herself on the night of Mr. Farnaby's return, in a state of indignation, from the lecture.
But, for all that, a man in a state of moral improvement, with prospects which his less favoured fellow creatures may reasonably envy, is still a man subject to the mischievous mercy of circumstances, and capable of feeling it keenly. The face of the new Amelius wore an expression of anxiety, and, more remarkable yet, the temper of the new Amelius was out of order.
A foreign waiter at the hotel a gray-haired Frenchman of the old school, reputed to be the most ill-tempered servant in the house had felt the genial influence of Amelius with the receptive readiness of his race.
She says it's only a receipt to sign. The box is in the hall." Amelius examined the enclosure. It was a formal document, acknowledging the receipt of Sally's clothes, returned to her by the authorities at the Home. As he took a pen to sign the receipt he looked towards the door of Sally's room. Mr. Melton, observing the look, prepared to retire. "I am only interrupting you," he said.
You may live to regret it, if you are too confident in your own good motives in such a case as this. Come to me again, if I can be of any use to you. No," he continued, refusing to take his fee; "my help to that poor lost girl is help given freely." He shook hands with Amelius a worthy member of the noble order to which he belonged.
"Thank you, sir, for being so kind to me. I'll go away directly and then, perhaps, the lady will forgive you." Amelius looked round. Simple Sally had heard it all. She was dressed in her wretched clothes, and was standing at the open bedroom door, crying, "Wait a little," said Amelius, wiping her eyes with his own handkerchief; "and we will go away together.
Rufus, who was nearest to the bell, stretched out his hand to ring for the messenger. Amelius suddenly stopped him. "She doesn't like me to disappoint her," he said. "I needn't stay long I might get there and back in half an hour, in a fast cab." His conscience was not quite easy.
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