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"'Pray excuse me, sir," said he, "but it is very serious; I can't be easy in my mind till I have put you a question." "This is very extraordinary conduct, sir," said Mr. Wardlaw. "Do you think I do business here, and at all hours?" "Oh, no, sir. It is my own business. I am come to ask you a very serious question. I couldn't wait till morning with such a doubt on my mind."
"Shall I hold out my hand, sir?" says Sam, who by this time has a good idea of the routine of practice pursued in such interviews. "No," says the doctor. "Leave him here, Mr Wardlaw; and you," adds he, for the first time remembering that I was present "you can go." So we departed, leaving Sam shivering and shaking in the middle of the carpet.
Oh, pray for me, Nancy Rouse! With that, I tries to pray in my dream, and screams instead, and wakes myself. Oh, Mr. Penfold, do tell me, have you got any news of the Proserpine this morning?" "What is that to you?" inquired Arthur Wardlaw, who had entered just in time to hear this last query.
But the accountant was slow, the public prosecutor unusually quick; and, to young Wardlaw's agony, the partnership deed was not ready when an imploring letter was put into his hands, urging him, by all that men hold sacred, to attend at the court as the prisoner's witness. This letter almost drove young Wardlaw mad. He went to Adams and entreated him not to carry the matter into court.
The absence of his witness, Wardlaw junior, was severely commented on by his counsel; indeed, he appealed to the judge to commit the said Wardlaw for contempt of court. But Wardlaw senior was recalled, and swore that he had left his son in a burning fever, not expected to live.
He got a wound for his pains, poor fellow! and you made Arthur Wardlaw get him a clerk's place." "Arthur Wardlaw!" cried Seaton. "Was it to him I owed it?" and he groaned aloud. Said Helen: "He hates poor Arthur, his benefactor." Then to Penfold: "If you are that James Seaton, you received a letter from me."
We bowled away at six o'clock to Mr. Wardlaw Ramsay's. Found we were a week too early, and went back as if our noses had been bleeding.
But Adams was inexorable. He had got his money, but would be revenged for the fright. Baffled here, young Wardlaw went down to Oxford and shut himself up in his own room, a prey to fear and remorse. He sported his oak, and never went out. All his exercise was that of a wild beast in its den, walking restlessly up and down.
Miss Helen Rolleston called at the office, and, standing within a few feet of him, handed Hardcastle a letter from Arthur Wardlaw, directing that the ladies' cabin on board the Shannon should be placed at her disposal. Hardcastle bowed low to Beauty and Station, and promised her the best possible accommodation on board the Shannon, bound for England next week.
Like goes with like; and Wardlaw senior, energetic and resolute himself, though he felt for his son, stricken down by grief, gave his heart to the more valiant distress of his contemporary. He manned and victualed the Springbok for a long voyage, ordered her to Plymouth, and took his friend down to her by train. They went out to her in a boat.
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