Part 40 (2/2)

'We can never be too cautious,' said Mr Bra.s.s. 'There is a deal of wickedness going about the world, a deal of wickedness. Did the gentleman happen to say, Sir--but never mind that at present, sir; finish that little memorandum first.'

d.i.c.k did so, and handed it to Mr Bra.s.s, who had dismounted from his stool, and was walking up and down the office.

'Oh, this is the memorandum, is it?' said Bra.s.s, running his eye over the doc.u.ment. 'Very good. Now, Mr Richard, did the gentleman say anything else?'

'No.'

'Are you sure, Mr Richard,' said Bra.s.s, solemnly, 'that the gentleman said nothing else?'

'Devil a word, Sir,' replied d.i.c.k.

'Think again, Sir,' said Bra.s.s; 'it's my duty, Sir, in the position in which I stand, and as an honourable member of the legal profession--the first profession in this country, Sir, or in any other country, or in any of the planets that s.h.i.+ne above us at night and are supposed to be inhabited--it's my duty, Sir, as an honourable member of that profession, not to put to you a leading question in a matter of this delicacy and importance. Did the gentleman, Sir, who took the first floor of you yesterday afternoon, and who brought with him a box of property--a box of property--say anything more than is set down in this memorandum?'

'Come, don't be a fool,' said Miss Sally.

d.i.c.k looked at her, and then at Bra.s.s, and then at Miss Sally again, and still said 'No.'

'Pooh, pooh! Deuce take it, Mr Richard, how dull you are!' cried Bra.s.s, relaxing into a smile. 'Did he say anything about his property?--there!'

'That's the way to put it,' said Miss Sally, nodding to her brother.

'Did he say, for instance,' added Bra.s.s, in a kind of comfortable, cozy tone--'I don't a.s.sert that he did say so, mind; I only ask you, to refresh your memory--did he say, for instance, that he was a stranger in London--that it was not his humour or within his ability to give any references--that he felt we had a right to require them--and that, in case anything should happen to him, at any time, he particularly desired that whatever property he had upon the premises should be considered mine, as some slight recompense for the trouble and annoyance I should sustain--and were you, in short,' added Bra.s.s, still more comfortably and cozily than before, 'were you induced to accept him on my behalf, as a tenant, upon those conditions?'

'Certainly not,' replied d.i.c.k.

'Why then, Mr Richard,' said Bra.s.s, darting at him a supercilious and reproachful look, 'it's my opinion that you've mistaken your calling, and will never make a lawyer.'

'Not if you live a thousand years,' added Miss Sally. Whereupon the brother and sister took each a noisy pinch of snuff from the little tin box, and fell into a gloomy thoughtfulness.

Nothing further pa.s.sed up to Mr Swiveller's dinner-time, which was at three o'clock, and seemed about three weeks in coming. At the first stroke of the hour, the new clerk disappeared. At the last stroke of five, he reappeared, and the office, as if by magic, became fragrant with the smell of gin and water and lemon-peel.

'Mr Richard,' said Bra.s.s, 'this man's not up yet. Nothing will wake him, sir. What's to be done?'

'I should let him have his sleep out,' returned d.i.c.k.

'Sleep out!' cried Bra.s.s; 'why he has been asleep now, six-and-twenty hours. We have been moving chests of drawers over his head, we have knocked double knocks at the street-door, we have made the servant-girl fall down stairs several times (she's a light weight, and it don't hurt her much,) but nothing wakes him.'

'Perhaps a ladder,' suggested d.i.c.k, 'and getting in at the first-floor window--'

'But then there's a door between; besides, the neighbours would be up in arms,' said Bra.s.s.

'What do you say to getting on the roof of the house through the trap-door, and dropping down the chimney?' suggested d.i.c.k.

'That would be an excellent plan,' said Bra.s.s, 'if anybody would be--'

and here he looked very hard at Mr Swiveller--'would be kind, and friendly, and generous enough, to undertake it. I dare say it would not be anything like as disagreeable as one supposes.'

d.i.c.k had made the suggestion, thinking that the duty might possibly fall within Miss Sally's department. As he said nothing further, and declined taking the hint, Mr Bra.s.s was fain to propose that they should go up stairs together, and make a last effort to awaken the sleeper by some less violent means, which, if they failed on this last trial, must positively be succeeded by stronger measures. Mr Swiveller, a.s.senting, armed himself with his stool and the large ruler, and repaired with his employer to the scene of action, where Miss Bra.s.s was already ringing a hand-bell with all her might, and yet without producing the smallest effect upon their mysterious lodger.

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