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Updated: June 2, 2025
'And, waiter, said Vandeloup, softly, as Gurchy was rolling out of the door, 'bring some wine, will you? Pommery, I think, is best, he added, turning to Meddlechip. 'What you like, returned that gentleman, impatiently, 'I don't care. 'That's a great mistake, replied Gaston, coolly; 'bad wine plays the deuce with one's digestion two bottles of Pommery, waiter.
'Well, well, I agree, said Meddlechip, testily, taking up a pen and opening his cheque book. 'You, of course, can dictate your own terms. 'I understand that perfectly, replied Vandeloup, delicately, lighting a cigarette, 'and have done so. You can't say they are hard, as I said before.
'I thought it was done with, said Meddlechip, twisting his fingers together, while the large drops of perspiration stood on his forehead, 'but here you come like a spectre from the past and revive all the old horrors.
The Secretary of the Band of Hard-up Matrons asked him for fifty pounds, and got five hundred generous Meddlechip! And at the meeting of the Society for the Suppression of Vice among Married Men he gave two thousand pounds, and made a speech on the occasion, which made all the married men present tremble lest their sins should find them out-noble Meddlechip!
Gurchy nodded, that is to say his head disappeared for a moment in the foam of his collar, then re-appeared again as he slowly rolled out of the door and vanished. 'Now, then, sir, said Meddlechip, sharply, rising from his seat and closing the door, 'what did you bring me here for? M. Vandeloup raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Meddlechip wrenched his hand from Vandeloup's iron grip and fell back ghastly white in his chair, with a strangled cry, while the Frenchman stood over him with eyes gleaming with hatred.
Ask the old men and women in the almshouses, and they would answer yes; but ask the squalid inhabitants of the slums, and they would probably say, 'Meddlechip, 'o's 'e? Not that the great Ebenezer Meddlechip was unknown oh, dear, no he was a representative colonial; he sat in Parliament, and frequently spoke at those enlarged vestry meetings about the prosperity of the country.
Mrs Meddlechip, large, florid, and loud-voiced, was equally as well known as her husband, but in a different way. He posed as benevolence, she was the type of all that's fashionable that is, she knew everyone; gave large parties, went out to balls, theatres, and lawn tennis, and dressed in the very latest style, whether it suited her or not.
Meddlechip thought for a few moments, and then looked up suddenly in a cool, collected, business- like manner. 'As I understand you, he said, in a steady voice, 'the case stands thus: you know a portion, or rather, I should say, an episode of my life, I would gladly forget. I did not commit the murder. 'No, but you gave her the poison. 'Innocently I did, I confess.
Meddlechip did not answer, but wrote out a cheque for six hundred pounds, and then handed it to Vandeloup, who received it with a bow and slipped it into his waistcoat pocket. 'With this, he said, touching his pocket, 'I hope to make nearly ten thousand in a fortnight. Meddlechip stared at him. 'I hope you will, he answered, gruffly, 'all the better for my purse if you do.
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