"David," said the captain kindly, "do you know me?" David looked at him earnestly, and his old kindly smile broke out, "Know ye, ye clog,"
said he, "why, you are my cousin Reginald. And how came you into this thundering bank? I hope you have got no money here. "Ware land sharks!"
"We are not in a bank, David; we are on board my ship."
"The deuce we are. But where"s my money?"
"Oh, we"ll talk about that by-and-by."
The surgeon stepped forward, and said soothingly, "You have been very ill, sir. You have had a fit."
"I believe you are right," said David thoughtfully.
"Will you allow me to examine your eye?"
"Certainly, doctor."
The surgeon examined David"s eye with his thumb and finger and then looked into it to see how the pupil dilated and contracted.
He rubbed his hands after this examination; "More good news, captain!"
then lowering his voice, _"Your friend is as sane as I am._"
The surgeon was right. A shock had brought back the reason a shock had taken away. But how or why I know no more than the child unborn. The surgeon wrote a learned paper, and explained the whole most ingeniously.
I don"t believe one word of his explanation, and can"t better it; so confine myself to the phenomena. Being now sane, the boundary wall of his memory was shifted. He remembered his whole life up to his demanding his cash back of Richard Hardie; and there his reawakened mind stopped dead short. Being asked if he knew William Thompson, he said, "Yes, perfectly. He was a foretopman on board the _Agra,_ and rather a smart hand. The ship was aground and breaking up: he went out to sea on a piano: but we cut the hawser as he drifted under, and he got safe ash.o.r.e." David"s recovered reason rejected with contempt as an idle dream all that had happened while that reason was in defect The last phenomena I have to record were bodily: one was noted by Mr. Georgie White in these terms: "Billy"s eyes used to be like a seal"s: but, now he is a great gentleman, they are like yours and mine." The other was more singular: with his recovered reason came his first grey hair, and in one fortnight it was all as white as snow.
He remained a fortnight on board the _Vulture,_ beloved by high and low. He walked the quarter-deck in the dress of a private gentleman, but looking like an admiral. The sailors touched their hats to him with a strange mixture of veneration and jocoseness. They called him among themselves Commodore Billy. He was supplied with funds by Reginald, and put on board a merchant ship bound for England. He landed, amid went straight to Barkington. There he heard his family were in London. He came back to London, and sought them. A friend told him of Green; he went to him, and of course Green saw directly who he was. But able men don"t cut business short. He gravely accepted David"s commission to find him Mrs. Dodd. Finding him so confident, David asked him if he thought he could find Richard Hardie or his clerk, Noah Skinner; both of whom had levanted from Barkington. Green, who was on a hot scent as to Skinner, demurely accepted both commissions; and appointed David to meet him at a certain place at six. He came; he found Green"s man, who took him upstairs, and there was that excited group determining the ownership of his receipt.
Now to David that receipt was a thing of yesterday. "It is mine," said he. They all turned to look at this man, with sober pa.s.sionless voice, and hair of snow. A keen cry from Julia"s heart made every heart there quiver, and in a moment she was clinging and sobbing on her father"s neck. Edward could only get his hand and press and kiss it. Instinct told them Heaven had given them their father back, mind and all.
Ere the joy and the emotion had calmed themselves, Alfred Hardie slipped out and ran like a deer to Pembroke Street.
Those who were so strangely reunited could not part for a long time, even to go down the stairs one by one.
David was the first to recover his composure: indeed, great tranquillity of spirit had ever since his cure been a remarkable characteristic of this man"s nature. His pa.s.sing mania seemed to have burnt out all his impetuosity, leaving him singularly sober, calm, and self-governed.
Mr. Compton took the money, and the will, and promised the Executrix, Skinner should be decently interred and all his debts paid out of the estate. He would look in at 66 by-and-by.
And now a happy party wended their way towards Pembroke Street.
But Alfred was beforehand with them: he went boldly up the stairs, and actually surprised Mrs. Dodd and Sampson together.
At sight of him she rose, made him a low curtsey, and beat a retreat. He whipped to the door, and set his back against it. "No," said he saucily.
She drew up majestically, and the colour mounted in her pale face.
"What, sir, would you detain me by force?"
"And no mistake," said the audacious boy. "How else can I detain you when you hate me so?" She began to peep into his sparkling eyes to see the reason of this strange conduct.
"C"way from the door, ye vagabin," said Sampson.
"No, no, my friend," said Mrs. Dodd, trembling, and still peering into his sparkling eyes. "Mr. Alfred Hardie is a gentleman, at all events: he would not take such a liberty with me, unless he had some excuse for it."
"You are wonderfully shrewd, mamma," said Alfred admiringly. "The excuse is, I don"t hate you as you hate me; and I am very happy."
"Why do you call me mamma to-day? Oh, doctor, he calls me mamma."
"Th" audacious vagabin."
"No, no, I cannot think he would call me that unless he had some good news for us both?"
"What good news can he have, except that his trile is goin" well, and you don"t care for that."
"Oh, how can you say so? I care for all that concerns him: he would not come here to insult my misery with his happiness. He is n.o.ble, he is generous, with all his faults. How dare you call me mamma, sir! Call it me again, my dear child; because then I shall _know_ you are come to save my heart from breaking." And with this, the truth must be told, the stately Mrs. Dodd did fawn upon Alfred with palms outstretched and piteous eyes, and certain cajoling arts of her s.e.x.
"Give me a kiss then, mamma," said the impudent boy, "and I _will_ tell you a little bit of good news."
She bowed her stately head directly, and paid the required tribute with servile humility and readiness.
"Well then," said Alfred, and was just going to tell her all, but caught sight of Sampson making the most expressive pantomime to him to be cautious. "Well," said he, "I have seen a sailor."
"Ah!"
"And he is sure Mr. Dodd is alive."
Mrs. Dodd lifted her hands to heaven, but could not speak. "In fact,"
said Alfred, hesitating (for he was a wretched hand at a fib), "he saw him not a fortnight ago on board ship. But that is not all, mamma, the sailor says he has his reason."
Mrs. Dodd sank on her knees, and said no word to man, but many to the Giver of all good. When she arose, she said to Alfred, "Bring this sailor to me. I must speak with him directly."
Alfred coloured. "I don"t know where to find him just now."
"Oh, indeed," said Mrs. Dodd quietly: and this excited her suspicion; and from that moment the cunning creature lay in wait for Master Alfred.
She plied him with questions, and he got more and more puzzled how to sustain his story. At last, by way of bursting out of his own net, he said, "But I am sorry to say his hair has turned white. But perhaps you won"t mind that."
"And he hadn"t a grey hair."
"It is not grey, like the doctor"s: it is as white as the driven snow."
Mrs. Dodd sighed; then suddenly turning on Alfred, asked him, "Did the sailor tell you that?"
He hesitated a moment and was lost.
"You have seen him," she screamed; "he is in London: he is in the house.
I feel him near me:" and she went into something very like hysterics.
Alfred was alarmed, and whispered the truth. The doctor sent him off to meet them, and recommended caution; her nerves were in such a state a violent shock, even of happiness, might kill her.
Thus warned, Julia came into the room alone, and while Dr. Sampson was inculcating self-restraint for her own sake, she listened with a superior smile, and took quite a different line. "Mamma," said she, "he is in the town; but I dare not bring him here till you are composed: his reason is restored; but his nerves are not so strong as they were. Now, if you agitate yourself, you will agitate him, and will do him a serious mischief."
This crafty speech produced an incredible effect on Mrs. Dodd. It calmed her directly: or rather her great love gave her strength to be calm.
"I will not be such a wretch," she said. "See: I am composed, quite composed. Bring me my darling, and you shall see how good I will be: there now, Julia, see how calm I am, quite calm. What, have I borne so much misery, with Heaven"s help, and do you think I cannot bear this great happiness for my dear darling"s sake?"