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Cohenlupe certainly had money. Though he squeezed it out of the coward's veins he would have it. At any rate, he would not despair. There was a fight to be fought yet, and he would fight it to the end. Then he took a deep drink, and slowly, with careful and almost solemn steps, he made his way up to his bed.
Mr Croll would have been of course happy to witness Miss Melmotte's signature; but as for that other kind of witnessing, this clearly to his thinking was not the time for such good-nature on his part. 'You know what's up now; don't you? said one of the junior clerks to Mr Croll when he entered the office in Abchurch Lane. 'A good deal will be up soon, said the German. 'Cohenlupe has gone!
Cohenlupe assured him that nothing could be done with the railway shares at the present moment. They had fallen under the panic almost to nothing. Now in the time of his trouble Melmotte wanted money from the great railway, but just because he wanted money the great railway was worth nothing. Cohenlupe told him that he must tide over the evil hour, or rather over an evil month.
Nidderdale was gone. Lord Alfred with his son were already on the stairs. Cohenlupe was engaged with Melmotte's clerk on the record-book. Paul Montague, finding himself without support and alone, slowly made his way out into the court. Sir Felix had come into the city intending to suggest to the Chairman that having paid his thousand pounds he should like to have a few shares to go on with.
'At any rate I claim the right of saying a few words. I do not say whether every affair of this Company should or should not be published to the world. 'You'd break up everything if you did, said Cohenlupe. 'Perhaps everything ought to be broken up. But I say nothing about that. What I do say is this.
'Mr Grendall has not been here? he asked. No; Mr Grendall had not been there; but Mr Cohenlupe was in Mr Grendall's room. At this moment he hardly desired to see Mr Cohenlupe. That gentleman was privy to many of his transactions, but was by no means privy to them all. Mr Cohenlupe knew that the estate at Pickering had been purchased, and knew that it had been mortgaged.
'You don't suppose that I am afraid of anything. But at that moment Mr Cohenlupe was meditating his own escape from the dangerous shores of England, and was trying to remember what happy country still was left in which an order from the British police would have no power to interfere with the comfort of a retired gentleman such as himself.
Since Cohenlupe had sat at the Board he had never before developed such powers of conversation. Nidderdale didn't quite understand it. He had been there twenty minutes, was tired of his present amusement, having been unable to hit Carbury on the nose, and suddenly remembered that the Beargarden would now be open.
'I call it dam clumsy from beginning to end; dam clumsy. I took him to be a different man, and I feel more than half ashamed of myself because I trusted such a fellow. That chap Cohenlupe has got off with a lot of swag. Only think of Melmotte allowing Cohenlupe to get the better of him! 'I suppose the thing will be broken up now at San Francisco, suggested Paul. 'Bu'st up at Frisco!
Lord Alfred Grendall would declare that he 'did not think all that was at all necessary. Lord Nidderdale, with whom Montague had now become intimate at the Beargarden, would nudge him in the ribs and bid him hold his tongue. Mr Cohenlupe would make a little speech in fluent but broken English, assuring the Committee that everything was being done after the approved city fashion.
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