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Not a doubt perplexed them; for the gifted Amanda spoke many tongues, understood all sorts of money, could grapple successfully with Murray and Bradshaw, and never got into the wrong corporation when she traced a route with unerring accuracy through the mysteries of an Indicator.
He did not find the certificates. Richard had always considered himself careful in destroying any dangerous or tell-tale papers; but the stern father found enough, in what remained, to convince him that his pattern son more even than his pattern son, his beloved pride was far other than what he seemed. Mr Bradshaw did not skip or miss a word. He did not shrink while he read.
Mr Bradshaw was not soothed by this last remark of Mr Benson's. He stooped down to take up his hat and be gone. Mr Benson saw his dizzy way of groping, and gave him what he sought for; but he received no word of thanks.
Bradshaw considered himself far more than his match, in all probability, in social accomplishments. He expected, therefore, a certain amount of reflex credit for bringing such a fine young fellow in his company, and a second instalment of reputation from outshining him in conversation. This was rather nice calculating, but Murray Bradshaw always calculated.
But it was still a shock when it came, however much it might have been anticipated. "What can we do?" said Mr Benson, as Mr Farquhar sat gloomily silent. "That is just what I was asking myself. I think I must see Mr Bradshaw, and try and bring him a little out of this unmerciful frame of mind. That must be the first thing. Will you object to accompany me at once?
Think of me when you needed no other light than mine, to look in Bradshaw and decide that you had better go early and ask at the Station." Thus says the candle.
Gridley had some trouble to convince him that a white tie and plain shirt-buttons would be more fitted to the occasion. On the morning of the day of the great party Mr. William Murray Bradshaw received a brief telegram, which seemed to cause him great emotion, as he changed color, uttered a forcible exclamation, and began walking up and down his room in a very nervous kind of way.
"She wants to go to a place called the Empire," he said, slowly, "and have something for supper, and there'd be cabs and things. I dessay it would cost a couple o' pounds, and it might be more. But I'd just as soon ave' a chill just." Mr. Wright groaned, and after talking of Mrs. Bradshaw as though she were already his mother-in-law, produced the money.
"No, I don't," said Betty rather shortly. "If you went you'd have to work." "There's no chance of my going." "Then we'll put the idea away and say no more about it. Get me my Continental Bradshaw out of my dressing-bag: I'm no use here. Nobody loves me, and I'll go to Norway by the first omnibus to-morrow morning." "Don't," said Betty; "how can you say nobody loves you?"
"Where did you pick up that saying, Mr. Bradshaw?" "I don't remember. Some paper, I rather think. It's one of those good things that get about without anybody's knowing who says 'em. Sounds like Coleridge." "That's what I call a compliment worth having," said Byles Gridley to himself, when he got home. "Let me look at that passage."
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