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Updated: May 31, 2025
Surely, if Naaman, in the midst of idolaters, was permitted to bow down in the house of Rimmon, to save his place at court, you may blamelessly bow down to save your life in a Buddhist temple. Now, no more casuistry, but do as I tell you! 'Aum, mani, padme, hum, again! Once more round the drum there!" We followed her a second time, Lady Meadowcroft giving in after a feeble protest.
So we went the regulation round of Delhi and Agra, the Taj Mahal, and the Ghats at Benares, at railroad speed, fulfilling the whole duty of the modern globe-trotter. Lady Meadowcroft looked at everything for ten minutes at a stretch; then she wanted to be off, to visit the next thing set down for her in her guide-book.
John Jago did that, sir, with a knife." "By accident?" I asked. "On purpose," she answered. "In return for a blow." This plain revelation of the state of things at Morwick Farm rather staggered me blows and knives under the rich and respectable roof-tree of old Mr. Meadowcroft blows and knives, not among the laborers, but among the masters!
Pausing to accustom my eyes to the obscurity indoors, I heard the voice of the lawyer whom we had employed for the defense speaking to some one very earnestly. "I'm not to blame," said the voice. "She snatched the paper out of my hand before I was aware of her." "Do you want it back?" asked the voice of Miss Meadowcroft. "No; it's only copy.
Lady Meadowcroft was so delighted at having got clear away from those murderous and saintly Tibetans that for a while she almost forgot to grumble. She even condescended to admire the deep-cleft ravine in which we bivouacked for the night, and to admit that the orchids which hung from the tall trees were as fine as any at her florist's in Piccadilly.
Meadowcroft the elder, having not spoken one word thus far, himself introduced the newcomer to me, with a side-glance at his sons, which had something like defiance in it a glance which, as I was sorry to notice, was returned with the defiance on their side by the two young men. "Philip Lefrank, this is my overlooker, Mr. Jago," said the old man, formally presenting us.
This statement was not noticed by the bench. The prisoners were both sentenced to death. On my return to the farm, I did not see Naomi. Miss Meadowcroft informed her of the result of the trial. Half an hour later, one of the women-servants handed to me an envelope bearing my name on it in Naomi's handwriting.
"Besides, they need sympathy more; they have fewer comforts. I should not care to give up attending my poor people for the sake of the idle rich." The set phraseology of the country rectory recurred to Lady Meadowcroft "our poorer brethren," and so forth. "Oh, of course," she answered, with the mechanical acquiescence such women always give to moral platitudes.
Only think," she added, speaking more to herself than to me, "of John Jago finding out Miss Meadowcroft's nasty, sly, underhand ways in the house! Most men would never have noticed her." I was completely taken by surprise. Sad and severe Miss Meadowcroft a listener and a spy! What next at Morwick Farm? "Was that hint at the watchful eyes and ears, and the soft footsteps, really an allusion to Mr.
Our patience was not severely tried. The event of the next day enlightened us in a very unexpected manner. Before noon, the neighbors brought startling news from the prison to the farm. Ambrose Meadowcroft had confessed himself to be the murderer of John Jago! He had signed the confession in the presence of the sheriff and the governor on that very day. I saw the document.
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