A roar from the bank answered his question.
"Well, I"m blowed if he"s not in the bank!" exclaimed the proprietor.
It certainly appeared to be the fact that Atlas (that was the lion"s name) had taken refuge in the bank, and was in full possession of the premises and a.s.sets. Under these circ.u.mstances there was, Mr. Bradshaw explained, a difficulty in resuming cash payments; but if his checks would be accepted---- The crowd roared almost as loud as Atlas at such an idea. Something must be done. They sent for the mayor; he repudiated liability. They sent for the fire brigade and the lifeboat crew; neither would come. They got guns, and peppered the furniture. Atlas retired behind the fireproof safe and roared worse than ever. Meanwhile the precious hours were pa.s.sing. Mr. Bradshaw"s money was also on its way from London. At last d.i.c.k took a n.o.ble resolution.
"I will go in at any cost," he cried, and, in spite of f.a.n.n.y Flirtington"s tears, he scaled the window and disappeared from view. The crowd waited to hear Atlas scrunching; but he only roared. When d.i.c.k was inside, he paused and asked in a low voice: "Is he chained?"
"Yes," answered Signor Philippini from behind the safe. "Is the Aunt Sally business over?" and he came out with a long pole in his hand. He used the pole to stir poor Atlas up when the roars became deficient in quant.i.ty and quality.
"The money ought to be here in three hours," said d.i.c.k. "Have you got the back-door key?"
Philippini rea.s.sured him. Then d.i.c.k took a wild running leap at the window; Philippini stirred up Atlas, who roared l.u.s.tily. d.i.c.k escaped with his life, and landed, a breathless heap, at the mayor"s feet. The mayor raised him, and said he should write to Her Majesty, and suggest that d.i.c.k would be a proper recipient of the Albert Medal, and the vicar (who had no money in the bank) indignantly asked the crowd if they could not trust a family which produced scions like that. Several people cried "Hear, hear!" and told Mr. Bradshaw that they never really meant to withdraw their deposits. Mr. Bradshaw thanked them, and looked at his watch.
At half-past three Philippini ran up; he also was breathless, and his shoes were dusty from walking in the country. At once he effected an entry, amid a scene of great excitement. A moment later he appeared at the window and cried in a terror-stricken voice:
"I can"t "old "im! I can"t "old "im! "E"s mad! Look out for yourselves!"
and he leaped from the window.
The crowd fled in all directions, and two boys were all but run over by a cart which was being driven rapidly from the railway station to the bank.
"All right," said d.i.c.k to the signor; "bring up the wagon." And then, with great difficulty and consummate courage, the signor and d.i.c.k brought an iron cage up to the window, and drove Atlas in. The operation took more than an hour, because they had to feed Atlas and drink a bottle of champagne themselves before they set about it. So that it was six o"clock before Atlas was out, and the money was in, and the Sandhill and District Bank opened its doors for business.
"We gained just the time we needed," said Mr. Bradshaw. "It was dirt-cheap at fifty pounds!"
And d.i.c.k, although he did not get the Albert Medal, was taken into partnership, and married f.a.n.n.y Flirtington. It was the only way of preventing her seeing things she was not meant to see out of the window at 2 A. M. and chattering about them in public.
A LITTLE JOKE.
A day or two before Easter, I was sitting in my office, finishing up some sc.r.a.ps of work, and ever and anon casting happy glances at my portmanteau, which stood in the corner. I was just off to spend a fortnight with my old friend Colonel Gunton, in Norfolk, and I was looking forward to seeing him again with great pleasure. We had not met for ten years, and I had never been to his place or seen any of his family. It would be delightful.
The telephone bell rang.
"Oh, confound it! I hope that"s nothing to keep me!" I exclaimed; and I rose to see to it.
"Mr. Miller? Are you there?"
"Yes."
"All right. I"ll come round."
A few minutes pa.s.sed, and then my clerk announced, "A lady to see you, sir."
A remarkably pretty girl of about eighteen was ushered in. She stood still some way from me till the door was closed. Then she suddenly rushed toward me, fell at my feet, and exclaimed, "You will protect me, won"t you?"
"My dear young lady, what in the world----"
"You"re the famous Mr. Miller, aren"t you? Mr. Joseph Miller, the philanthropist?"
"My name is Joseph Miller certainly."
"Ah! Then I am safe;" and she sat down in an armchair, and smiled confidingly at me.
"Madam," said I sternly, "will you have the goodness to explain to what I owe the pleasure of this visit?"
"They told me to come to you."
"Who?"
"Why, the people at the police station."
"The police station?"
"Yes, when they let me go--because it was a first offense, you know.
They said you always took up cases like mine, and that if I stuck to you I should be well looked after."
It was quite true that I have taken an interest in rescuing young persons from becoming habitual criminals; but I was hardly prepared for this.
"What have you been doing?"
"Oh, nothing this time--only a bracelet."
"This time?"
"They didn"t know me up here," she explained smilingly. "I"ve always practiced in the country. Wasn"t it lucky? But really, Mr. Miller, I"m tired of it; I am indeed. The life is too exciting: the doctors say so; so I"ve come to you."
The case was a strange one, but I had no time to investigate it now. It wanted only half an hour to the time my train left Liverpool Street.
"What is your name?" I asked.
"Sarah Jones."
"Well, I will have your case looked into. Come and see me again; or, if you are in distress, you may write to me--at Colonel Gunton"s, Beech Hill, Norfolk. I shall be staying there----"
"Going now?"
"I start in a few minutes."
"Oh, I"ll come with you."
"Madam," I answered, with emphasis, "I will see you--out of the office first."
"But what am I to do? Oh, it"s nonsense! I shall come. I shall say I belong to you."
I rang the bell. "Show this lady out, Thomas, at once."