"Some of these papers," said Bertram, looking over them, "are mine, and were in my portfolio when it was stolen from the post- chaise. They are memoranda of little value, and, I see, have been carefully selected as affording no evidence of my rank or character, which many of the other papers would have established fully. They are mingled with ship-accounts and other papers, belonging apparently to a person of the same name."
"And wilt thou attempt to persuade me, friend," demanded Sir Robert, "that there are TWO persons in this country at the same time of thy very uncommon and awkwardly sounding name?"
"I really do not see, sir, as there is an old Hazlewood and a young Hazlewood, why there should not be an old and a young Vanbeest Brown. And, to speak seriously, I was educated in Holland, and I know that this name, however uncouth it may sound in British ears--"
Glossin, conscious that the prisoner was now about to enter upon dangerous ground, interfered, though the interruption was unnecessary, for the purpose of diverting the attention of Sir Robert Hazlewood, who was speechless and motionless with indignation at the presumptuous comparison implied in Bertram"s last speech. In fact, the veins of his throat and of his temples swelled almost to bursting, and he sat with the indignant and disconcerted air of one who has received a mortal insult from a quarter to which he holds it unmeet and indecorous to make any reply. While, with a bent brow and an angry eye, he was drawing in his breath slowly and majestically, and puffing it forth again with deep and solemn exertion, Glossin stepped in to his a.s.sistance. "I should think now, Sir Robert, with great submission, that this matter may be closed. One of the constables, besides the pregnant proof already produced, offers to make oath that the sword of which the prisoner was this morning deprived (while using it, by the way, in resistance to a legal warrant) was a cutla.s.s taken from him in a fray between the officers and smugglers just previous to their attack upon Woodbourne. And yet," he added, "I would not have you form any rash construction upon that subject; perhaps the young man can explain how he came by that weapon."
"That question, sir," said Bertram, "I shall also leave unanswered."
"There is yet another circ.u.mstance to be inquired into, always under Sir Robert"s leave," insinuated Glossin. "This prisoner put into the hands of Mrs. MacCandlish of Kippletringan a parcel containing a variety of gold coins and valuable articles of different kinds. Perhaps, Sir Robert, you might think it right to ask how he came by property of a description which seldom occurs?"
"You, sir, Mr. Vanbeest Brown, sir, you hear the question, sir, which the gentleman asks you?"
"I have particular reasons for declining to answer that question," answered Bertram.
"Then I am afraid, sir," said Glossin, who had brought matters to the point he desired to reach, "our duty must lay us under the necessity to sign a warrant of committal."
"As you please, sir," answered Bertram; "take care, however, what you do. Observe that I inform you that I am a captain in his Majesty"s--regiment, and that I am just returned from India, and therefore cannot possibly be connected with any of those contraband traders you talk of; that my lieutenant-colonel is now at Nottingham, the major, with the officers of my corps, at Kingston-upon-Thames. I offer before you both to submit to any degree of ignominy if, within the return of the Kingston and Nottingham posts, I am not able to establish these points. Or you may write to the agent for the regiment if you please, and--"
"This is all very well, sir," said Glossin, beginning to fear lest the firm expostulation of Bertram should make some impression on Sir Robert, who would almost have died of shame at committing such a solecism as sending a captain of horse to jail-"this is all very well, sir; but is there no person nearer whom you could refer to?"
"There are only two persons in this country who know anything of me," replied the prisoner. "One is a plain Liddesdale sheep- farmer, called Dinmont of Charlie"s Hope; but he knows nothing more of me than what I told him, and what I now tell you."
"Why, this is well enough, Sir Robert!" said Glossin. "I suppose he would bring forward this thick-skulled fellow to give his oath of credulity, Sir Robert, ha, ha, ha!"
"And what is your other witness, friend?" said the Baronet.
"A gentleman whom I have some reluctance to mention because of certain private reasons, but under whose command I served some time in India, and who is too much a man of honour to refuse his testimony to my character as a soldier and gentleman."
"And who is this doughty witness, pray, sir?" said Sir Robert," some half-pay quartermaster or sergeant, I suppose?"
"Colonel Guy Mannering, late of the--regiment, in which, as I told you, I have a troop."
"Colonel Guy Mannering!" thought Glossin, "who the devil could have guessed this?"
"Colonel Guy Mannering?" echoed the Baronet, considerably shaken in his opinion. "My good sir," apart to Glossin, "the young man with a dreadfully plebeian name and a good deal of modest a.s.surance has nevertheless something of the tone and manners and feeling of a gentleman, of one at least who has lived in good society; they do give commissions very loosely and carelessly and inaccurately in India. I think we had better pause till Colonel Mannering shall return; he is now, I believe, at Edinburgh."
"You are in every respect the best judge, Sir Robert," answered Glossin-"in every possible respect. I would only submit to you that we are certainly hardly ent.i.tled to dismiss this man upon an a.s.sertion which cannot be satisfied by proof, and that we shall incur a heavy responsibility by detaining him in private custody, without committing him to a public jail. Undoubtedly, however, you are the best judge, Sir Robert; and I would only say, for my own part, that I very lately incurred severe censure by detaining a person in a place which I thought perfectly secure, and under the custody of the proper officers. The man made his escape, and I have no doubt my own character for attention and circ.u.mspection as a magistrate has in some degree suffered. I only hint this: I will join in any step you, Sir Robert, think most advisable." But Mr. Glossin was well aware that such a hint was of power sufficient to decide the motions of his self-important but not self-relying colleague. So that Sir Robert Hazlewood summed up the business in the following speech, which proceeded partly upon the supposition of the prisoner being really a gentleman, and partly upon the opposite belief that he was a villain and an a.s.sa.s.sin:-
"Sir, Mr. Vanbeest Brown-I would call you Captain Brown if there was the least reason or cause or grounds to suppose that you are a captain, or had a troop in the very respectable corps you mention, or indeed in any other corps in his Majesty"s service, as to which circ.u.mstance I beg to be understood to give no positive, settled, or unalterable judgment, declaration, or opinion,-I say, therefore, sir, Mr. Brown, we have determined, considering the unpleasant predicament in which you now stand, having been robbed, as you say, an a.s.sertion as to which I suspend my opinion, and being possessed of much and valuable treasure, and of a bra.s.s- handled cutla.s.s besides, as to your obtaining which you will favour us with no explanation,-I say, sir, we have determined and resolved and made up our minds to commit you to jail, or rather to a.s.sign you an apartment therein, in order that you may be forthcoming upon Colonel Mannering"s return from Edinburgh."
"With humble submission, Sir Robert," said Glossin, "may I inquire if it is your purpose to send this young gentleman to the county jail? For if that were not your settled intention, I would take the liberty to hint that there would be less hardship in sending him to the bridewell at Portanferry, where he can be secured without public exposure, a circ.u.mstance which, on the mere chance of his story being really true, is much to be avoided."
"Why, there is a guard of soldiers at Portanferry, to be sure, for protection of the goods in the custom-house; and upon the whole, considering everything, and that the place is comfortable for such a place, I say, all things considered, we will commit this person, I would rather say authorise him to be detained, in the workhouse at Portanferry."
The warrant was made out accordingly, and Bertram was informed he was next morning to be removed to his place of confinement, as Sir Robert had determined he should not be taken there under cloud of night, for fear of rescue. He was during the interval to be detained at Hazlewood House.
"It cannot be so hard as my imprisonment by the looties in India," he thought; "nor can it last so long. But the deuce take the old formal dunderhead, and his more sly a.s.sociate, who speaks always under his breath; they cannot understand a plain man"s story when it is told them."
In the meanwhile Glossin took leave of the Baronet with a thousand respectful bows and cringing apologies for not accepting his invitation to dinner, and venturing to hope he might be pardoned in paying his respects to him, Lady Hazlewood, and young Mr. Hazlewood on some future occasion.
"Certainly, sir," said the Baronet, very graciously. "I hope our family was never at any time deficient in civility to our neighbours; and when I ride that way, good Mr. Glossin, I will convince you of this by calling at your house as familiarly as is consistent-that is, as can be hoped or expected."
"And now," said Glossin to himself, "to find Dirk Hatteraick and his people, to get the guard sent off from the custom-house; and then for the grand cast of the dice. Everything must depend upon speed. How lucky that Mannering has betaken himself to Edinburgh! His knowledge of this young fellow is a most perilous addition to my dangers." Here he suffered his horse to slacken his pace. "What if I should try to compound with the heir? It"s likely he might be brought to pay a round sum for rest.i.tution, and I could give up Hatteraick. But no, no, no! there were too many eyes on me- Hatteraick himself, and the gipsy sailor, and that old hag. No, no! I must stick to my original plan." And with that he struck his spurs against his horse"s flanks, and rode forward at a hard trot to put his machines in motion.
CHAPTER XLIV
A prison is a house of care, A place where none can thrive, A touchstone true to try a friend, A grave for one alive Sometimes a place of right, Sometimes a place of wrong, Sometimes a place of rogues and thieves, And honest men among Inscription on Edinburgh Tolbooth
Early on the following morning the carriage which had brought Bertram to Hazlewood House was, with his two silent and surly attendants, appointed to convey him to his place of confinement at Portanferry. This building adjoined to the custom-house established at that little seaport, and both were situated so close to the sea-beach that it was necessary to defend the back part with a large and strong rampart or bulwark of huge stones, disposed in a slope towards the surf, which often reached and broke upon them. The front was surrounded by a high wall, enclosing a small courtyard, within which the miserable inmates of the mansion were occasionally permitted to take exercise and air. The prison was used as a house of correction, and sometimes as a chapel of ease to the county jail, which was old, and far from being conveniently situated with reference to the Kippletringan district of the county. Mac-Guffog, the officer by whom Bertram had at first been apprehended, and who was now in attendance upon him, was keeper of this palace of little-ease. He caused the carriage to be drawn close up to the outer gate, and got out himself to summon the warders. The noise of his rap alarmed some twenty or thirty ragged boys, who left off sailing their mimic sloops and frigates in the little pools of salt water left by the receding tide, and hastily crowded round the vehicle to see what luckless being was to be delivered to the prison-house out of "Glossin"s braw new carriage." The door of the courtyard, after the heavy clanking of many chains and bars, was opened by Mrs. Mac-Guffog-an awful spectacle, being a woman for strength and resolution capable of maintaining order among her riotous inmates, and of administering the discipline of the house, as it was called, during the absence of her husband, or when he chanced to have taken an overdose of the creature. The growling voice of this Amazon, which rivalled in harshness the crashing music of her own bolts and bars, soon dispersed in every direction the little varlets who had thronged around her threshold, and she next addressed her amiable helpmate:-
"Be sharp, man, and get out the swell, canst thou not?"
"Hold your tongue and be d-d, you-," answered her loving husband, with two additional epithets of great energy, but which we beg to be excused from repeating. Then addressing Bertram-"Come, will you get out, my handy lad, or must we lend you a lift?"
Bertram came out of the carriage, and, collared by the constable as he put his foot on the ground, was dragged, though he offered no resistance, across the threshold, amid the continued shouts of the little sansculottes, who looked on at such distance as their fear of Mrs. Mac-Guffog permitted. The instant his foot had crossed the fatal porch, the portress again dropped her chains, drew her bolts, and, turning with both hands an immense key, took it from the lock and thrust it into a huge side-pocket of red cloth.
Bertram was now in the small court already mentioned. Two or three prisoners were sauntering along the pavement, and deriving as it were a feeling of refreshment from the momentary glimpse with which the opening door had extended their prospect to the other side of a dirty street. Nor can this be thought surprising, when it is considered that, unless on such occasions, their view was confined to the grated front of their prison, the high and sable walls of the courtyard, the heaven above them, and the pavement beneath their feet-a sameness of landscape which, to use the poet"s expression, "lay like a load on the wearied eye," and had fostered in some a callous and dull misanthropy, in others that sickness of the heart which induces him who is immured already in a living grave to wish for a sepulchre yet more calm and sequestered.
Mac-Guffog, when they entered the courtyard, suffered Bertram to pause for a minute and look upon his companions in affliction. When he had cast his eye around on faces on which guilt and despondence and low excess had fixed their stigma-upon the spendthrift, and the swindler, and the thief, the bankrupt debtor, the "moping idiot, and the madman gay," whom a paltry spirit of economy congregated to share this dismal habitation, he felt his heart recoil with inexpressible loathing from enduring the contamination of their society even for a moment.
"I hope, sir," he said to the keeper, "you intend to a.s.sign me a place of confinement apart?"
"And what should I be the better of that?"
"Why, sir, I can but be detained here a day or two, and it would be very disagreeable to me to mix in the sort of company this place affords."
"And what do I care for that?"
"Why then, sir, to speak to your feelings," said Bertram, "I shall be willing to make you a handsome compliment for this indulgence."
"Ay, but when, Captain? when and how? that"s the question, or rather the twa questions," said the jailor.
"When I am delivered, and get my remittances from England," answered the prisoner.
Mac-Guffog shook his head incredulously.
"Why, friend, you do not pretend to believe that I am really a malefactor?" said Bertram.
"Why, I no ken," said the fellow; "but if you ARE on the account, ye"re nae sharp ane, that"s the daylight o"t."
"And why do you say I am no sharp one?"
"Why, wha but a crack-brained greenhorn wad hae let them keep up the siller that ye left at the Gordon Arms?" said the constable. "Deil fetch me, but I wad have had it out o" their wames! Ye had nae right to be strippit o" your money and sent to jail without a mark to pay your fees; they might have keepit the rest o" the articles for evidence. But why, for a blind bottle-head, did not ye ask the guineas? and I kept winking and nodding a" the time, and the donnert deevil wad never ance look my way!"