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The idea of his presence fills me with all manner of vague apprehensions. I cannot rid myself of the absurd notion that the lavender glove I saw lying in Goodge's parlour had been left there by the Captain. But often as I reiterate this in that silent argument which a man is always elaborating in his own mind I am still tormented by a nervous apprehension of treachery from that man.
Goodge that the young man who had called on him with reference to certain letters connected with the affairs of the Haygarth family and I perceived from Mr. Goodge's face that we were on the right track was a person of disreputable character, engaged in an underhand transaction calculated to injure a respected client of our house.
Goodge's parlour. I had a very satisfactory interview with that reverend person while you were absent from Ullerton on some short excursion, as to the purpose of which I am still in the dark. On certain terms Mr. Goodge agreed to give me the privilege of selecting a stated number from the letters of Mrs. Rebecca Haygarth.
But business is business; and if I am ever to sue for my Charlotte's hand, I must present myself before her as the winner of the three thousand. Remembering this, I lifted Mr. Goodge's knocker, and presently found myself in conversation with that gentleman.
Very fatiguing occupation for a man of my years. Mr. Goodge's hospitality began and ended in a cup of coffee. Such coffee! and I remember the mocha I used to get at Arthur's thirty years ago, a Promethean beverage, that illumined the dullest smoking-room bore with a flash of wit or a glimmer of wisdom. I enclose the ten letters which I have selected. They appear to me to tell the history of Mrs.
In consideration of a payment of twenty pounds from me, he was willing to let me read all the letters, and select any ten I pleased to take. This bargain was not arrived at without considerable discussion, but it certainly struck me as a good one. I opened the packet of papers then and there, and sat up until six o'clock the next morning, reading Mrs. Haygarth's letters in Mr. Goodge's parlour.
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