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He rose and touched a bell. Rimmon, with a groan, signed the paper. "You must have showed her my letter!" "Of course, I did." "But you promised me not to. I am ruined!" "What have I to do with that? 'See thou to that," said Wickersham, with a bitter laugh. Rimmon's face paled at the quotation. He, too, had betrayed his Lord. "Now go." Wickersham pointed to the door. Mr.
Lancaster, however, did not appear to notice this. Her face did not change. "Very well, then: we will go to-morrow. I will come around and pick you up. I will get the address." So the following morning Mrs. Lancaster's carriage stopped in front of the comfortable house which adjoined Mr. Rimmon's church, and after a little while that gentleman came down the steps.
Rimmon's face fell a little at the picture drawn. He did not respond with the alacrity Mrs. Lancaster had expected. "Of course, I will do it, if you wish it or I could have some of our workers look up the case, and, if the facts warrant it, could apply some of our alms to its relief. I should think, however, the woman is rather a fit subject for a hospital.
His assistants worked hard in back streets and trod the dusty byways, succoring the small fry, while he stepped on velvet carpets and cast his net for the larger fish. Was not Dives as well worth saving as Lazarus and better worth it for Rimmon's purposes! And surely he was a more agreeable dinner-companion.
And of late Mr. Rimmon had determined to settle down. There were those who said that Mr. Rimmon's voice took on a peculiarly unctuous tone when a certain young widow, as noted for her wealth as for her good looks and good nature entered the portals of his church. Keith now having rung the bell at Mr. Rimmon's pleasant rectory and asked if he was at home, the servant said he would see.
"If there be such a witness, let K let those who are engaged in defaming me produce him." "No, no," said Mrs. Lancaster, quickly. "Mr. Rimmon's statement I think I owe you an apology for what I said. Of course, it appeared incredible; but something occurred I can't tell you I don't want to tell you what that shocked me very much, and I suppose I judged too hastily and harshly.
"I want you to sign a note for that twenty thousand I lost by you when you insisted on my holding that stock." Rimmon's jaw fell. "That you held for me? Sign a note! Twenty-six thousand!" "Yes. Don't pretend innocence not on me. Save that for the pulpit. I know you," said the other, with a chilling laugh. "But you were to carry that. That was a part of our agreement.
Lancaster could not go. Just then the woman stretched out her arms to her. "You will help me? You are a lady. I loved him so. I gave up all for him. He married me. Didn't you marry us, sir? Say you did. Mr. Plume lost the paper, but you will give me another, won't you?" The commiseration in Mr. Rimmon's pale face grew deeper and deeper. He rolled his eyes and shook his head sadly.
I know that myself." "How do you know it?" asked Keith, in surprise. "He told me the whole story: explained the thing to my satisfaction. It was a poor crazy girl who claimed that he married her; said Mr. Rimmon had performed the ceremony She was crazy. I saw Mr. Rimmon's letter denying the whole thing." "Do you know his handwriting?" inquired Keith, grimly. "Whose?" "Well, that of both of them?"
As Keith glanced toward the door, he caught Mr. Rimmon's eye. He was waiting on the threshold and rubbing his hands with eager expectancy. Just then the servant gave him the message. Keith saw his countenance fall and his face blanch. He turned, picked up his hat, and slipped out of the door, with a step that was almost a slink. As Mr.
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