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One, however, as yet imperfectly known, promised to be useful, perchance as a victim, more probably as an ally; his name was Scawthorne, and Polkenhorne had come across him in consequence of a friendship existing between Grace Danver and Mrs. Scawthorne at all events, a young lady thus known who was preparing herself for the stage.
Gentlemen thus situated naturally avail themselves of the advertisement columns of the newspaper, and Joseph by this means had the happiness to form an acquaintance with one Mr. Polkenhorne, who, like himself, had sundry schemes for obtaining money without toiling for it in the usual vulgar way.
Between these two a close intimacy sprang up, one of those partnerships, beginning with mutual deception, which are so common in the border-land of enterprise just skirting the criminal courts. Polkenhorne resided at this time in Kennington; he was married or said that he was to a young lady in the theatrical profession, known to the public as Miss Grace Danver. To Mrs.
Polkenhorne was a man of thirty-five, much of a blackguard, but keen-witted, handsome, and tolerably educated; the son of a Clerkenwell clockmaker, he had run through an inheritance of a few thousand pounds, and made no secret of his history spoke of his experiences, indeed, with a certain pride.
Joseph Snowdon saw her once or twice before she left London, and from Grace Danver he heard that Grace and she had been schoolfellows in Clerkenwell. These facts revived in his memory when he afterwards heard Clem speak of Clara Hewett. Nothing came of the alliance between Polkenhorne and Joseph; when the latter's money was exhausted, they naturally fell apart.
After a moment's silence he remarked, without emphasis: 'A relative of yours, you said? 'No, I said a friend intimate friend. Polkenhorne knows him too. 'Does he? I haven't seen Polkenhorne for a long time. 'You don't care to talk about the business? Perhaps you'd better introduce me to Mr. Percival. 'By the name of Camden? 'Hang it! I may as well tell you at once. Snowdon is my own name.
This gentleman was 'something in the City; he had rather a close look, but proved genial enough, and was very ready to discuss things in general with Mr. Polkenhorne and his capitalist friend Mr. Camden, just from the United States. A word or two about Charles Henry Scawthorne, of the circumstances which made him what you know, or what you conjecture.
Polkenhorne, or Miss Danver, Joseph soon had the honour of being presented, for she was just then playing at a London theatre; he found her a pretty but consumptive-looking girl, not at all likely to achieve great successes, earning enough, however, to support Mr. Polkenhorne during this time of his misfortunes a most pleasant and natural arrangement.
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