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The landlord having readily accepted this condition, Thomas Pennyquick retired to the bosom of his family. And there was Bishopriggs, doubly secured behind a respectable position and a virtuous action against all likelihood of suspicion falling on him as a stranger in Perth in the event of his correspondence with Mrs. Glenarm being made the object of legal investigation on the part of her friends!
Bishopriggs rubbed his hands cheerfully, and took his tone from his superior, with supple readiness, "Ye're always in the right of it, Sir Paitrick! Wut, raal wut in that aboot the honest employment, and me drifting into it. Lord's sake, Sir, hoo well ye wear!" Dismissing Mr. Bishopriggs by a sign, Sir Patrick advanced to Anne.
Bishopriggs that he might find good reason yet for congratulating himself on the chance which had associated him with the festivities at Swanhaven Lodge. It was still early in the afternoon when the gayety at the dinner-table began, in certain quarters, to show signs of wearing out. The younger members of the party especially the ladies grew restless with the appearance of the dessert.
Lord save us and guide us!" he added In another tone, as the girl closed the door on them, "what brings ye here?" "I have something to say to you. I am not very well; I must wait a little first. Give me a chair." Bishopriggs obeyed in silence. His one available eye rested on Anne, as he produced the chair, with an uneasy and suspicious attention. "I'm wanting to know one thing," he said.
The old rascal put the money into his pocket with one hand, and dashed away the tears of sensibility, which he had not shed, with the other. "Cast yer bread on the waters," cried Mr. Bishopriggs, with his one eye raised devotionally to the sky, "and ye sall find it again after monny days!
If she could have produced the money; and if she had said, boldly, "You have got the letter, Mr. Bishopriggs: I pledge my word that no questions shall be asked, and I offer you ten pounds for it" in all probability the bargain would have been struck; and the whole course of coming events would, in that case, have been altered.
Geoffrey lifted his mighty fist, and sprang forward a step. Perry held his patron back. "You can't do that, Sir," he said; "the man's too old. No fear of his turning up again you've scared him out of his wits." The statement was strictly true. The terror of Bishopriggs at the sight of Geoffrey's fist restored to him the activity of his youth.
The profitable disposal of the correspondence to Blanche was no longer among the possibilities involved in the case. As for treating with Sir Patrick, Bishopriggs determined to keep equally dear of the Cowgate, Edinburgh, and of Mrs. Inchbare's inn, so long as there was the faintest chance of his pushing his own interests in any other quarter.
I am getting over the ground as fast as the pony gets over it. I have arrived at the second of those two heads into which your story divides itself in my mind. What did Miss Silvester tell you had happened at the inn?" "She lost a letter at the inn." "Exactly. She lost a letter at the inn; that is one event. And Bishopriggs, the waiter, has quarreled with Mrs.
Too anxious to waste time in circumlocution, she turned the conversation at once to the delicate and doubtful subject of the lost letter. "There is something else that I want to say to you," she resumed. "My friend had a loss while she was staying at the inn." The clouds of doubt rolled off the mind of Mr. Bishopriggs. The lady's friend knew of the lost letter.
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