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The accompanying excitement was so intense that when he came to see his father in Baltimore the latter had him committed to the Sheppard and Enoch Pratt Hospital. He remained there for one year and eight months, during which time his mood showed great variability. At times he would be elated, again depressed or anxious, often silly with irrelevant laughter.
Noah Clegg dropped the collection all over the floor, and Silas Pratt put on his spectacles again and ejaculated, "Well, well, well, well!" Even the daring Charles Stuart was rather dismayed at the havoc he had wrought, and as for poor Elizabeth, words could not describe how rent and torn she was between shame and terror. Sandy McLachlan was the only one who seemed equal to the emergency.
Pratt was the man to whom his inquiries should be addressed. "I would like to see Mr. Godfrey, sir." he said. "He is out of the city." "Out of the city!" repeated Herbert, disappointed. "When will he be back?" "Nor till day after to-morrow." Herbert's countenance fell. In his reduced circumstances, he could hardly afford to wait two days.
"You mean his niece, I suppose," answered Roswell, colouring. "The deacon never had any child himself, I believe at least he has none living. Mary Pratt is his niece." "It's all the same niece or daughter, she's comely, and will be rich, I hear. Well, I am poor, and what is more, a cripple!"
"All right I'll meet you." And after that, concludes Mrs. Pratt, 'he rings off. Now, why shouldn't it be Joseph Chestermarke that he was going to meet? remember, again, the river-side path leads straight to Joseph's house. Come! Mrs. Pratt's story doesn't point conclusively to Horbury at all.
Horbury. Why? 'Cause he'd rung up Chestermarke's Bank and who should he want at Chestermarke's Bank at six o'clock of a Saturday evening but Mr. Horbury? There wouldn't be nobody else there as Mr. Neale'll agree." "You never heard of this gentleman being in the town on Sunday or today?" asked Polke. "Not a word!" replied Mrs. Pratt. "And never saw him go to the station, neither, to leave the town.
Listen to an instance of her downright unreasonableness. Immediately, this ghostly Aunt Pratt showed deep resentment. Womanlike, she threw herself into a chair in one of these bedrooms and rocked and rocked violently.
You're nothing but a renegade preacher, a dead-beat, and a hypocrite. Get out before I kick you out!" This brought the miserable evangel to a stand. "I'll go," he said, defiantly, "but I'll take your psychic with me we'll go together." "Go and be damned to the whole tribe of ye!" retorted Pratt, purple with fury.
'What trouble that poor woman has to bear in her old age! said Mary Linnet, 'to see her daughter leading such a life! an only daughter, too, that she doats on. 'Yes, indeed, said Miss Pratt. 'We, of course, know more about it than most people, my brother having attended the family so many years.
A few hours after landing, this man had made a bargain with a middle-aged widow, in very humble circumstances, and who dwelt quite near to the residence of Deacon Pratt, to receive him as a temporary inmate; or, until he could get a "chance across to the Vineyard." At first, Daggett kept about, and was much in the open air.
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