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Once I spent a summer here, with an old pupil, now grown up. I am going to-day to inquire about her at the Mythe House. The Brithwoods came home yesterday." I was afraid to look at John. Even to me the news was startling. How I blessed Mrs. Jessop's innocent garrulousness. "I hope they will remain here some time. I have a special interest in their stay. Not on Lady Caroline's account, though.
He stopped abruptly for the door opened; and Guy had too much good taste and good feeling to discuss our riches before Maud's poor governess the tall, grave, sad-looking, sad-clothed Miss Silver; the same whom John had seen at Mr. Jessop's bank; and who had been with us four months ever since we came to Beechwood.
Jessop's door, which I have never entered, and mark you well! they have never asked me to enter since that night. But each time ere I knocked my senses came back, and I went home luckily having made myself neither a fool nor a knave." There was no answer to this either. Alas!
Jessop's quick eyes seemed often upon him or me, with an expression that I could not make out at all, save that in such a good woman, whom Miss March so well loved, could lurk nothing evil or unkindly. So I tried to turn my attention to the Brithwoods.
Far and near travelled the story of the day when Jessop's bank was near breaking; far and near, though secretly for we found it out chiefly by its results poor people whispered the tale of a gentleman who had been attacked on the high roads, and whose only attempt at bringing the robbers to justice was to help the widow of one and send the others safe out of the country, at his own expense, not Government's.
"There will be a run on Jessop's bank to-morrow," I heard one person saying; glancing to where the poor old banker still sat, with a vacant, stupefied smile, assuring all around him that "nothing had happened; really, nothing." "A run? I suppose so. Then it will be 'Sauve qui peut, and the devil take the hindmost." "What say you to all this, Mr. Halifax?" John still kept his place.
There they were quite out of hearing of the vile confession of Jessop's complicity with Chard and the captain made by the wretched man, who was now sinking fast, and knew that his hours were numbered, for, as Morrison had surmised, one of his lungs was fatally injured.
It was through him that Rupert went to those baths abroad, which cured his knee completely. And then, because my mother could not afford to do it, he sent him to a grander public school than Dr. Jessop's old grammar school, and Mr. Johnson sent Thomas Johnson there too, for Tom could not bear to be parted from Rupert, and his father never refused him anything.
I John Halifax am just the same, whether in the tan-yard or Dr. Jessop's drawing-room. The one position cannot degrade, nor the other elevate, me. I should not 'respect myself' if I believed otherwise." "Eh?" my father absolutely dropped his pipe in amazement. "Then, thee thinkest thyself already quite a gentleman?" "As I told you before, sir I hope I am."
Jessop's bank has such a number of small depositors and issues so many small notes. He cannot cash above half of them without some notice. If there comes a run, he may have to stop payment this very day; and then, how wide the misery would spread among the poor, God knows."
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