He stood watching. He ought, perhaps, to have called for a.s.sistance. He did not think of it. He stood and watched, his face as pale as his master"s. Was it the end? If so--we all think of ourselves first--what about his berth and salary?
Suddenly his master"s eyes closed; he dropped his head: he heaved a deep sigh: he moved his head and opened his eyes. He was restored to himself.
The fit, whatever it was, had pa.s.sed.
"Checkley," he said, "I"ve been trying to put the thing to myself as if some other man--a client--was putting his case to me. I began very well.
The other man came--that is, I myself called upon myself. I sat and heard my own story. I forgot, somehow, what the story was"--he shook his head impatiently. "Forget--forget--I always forget. But I remember that it wasn"t the story I wanted him to tell. It was another story altogether. He didn"t tell me what I wanted to know. That is--what has become of the certificates. I"m no nearer than I was. He made out that I was actually selling the certificates myself."
"You"re wandering a bit," said Checkley, anxiously watching him. "That"s all. You"ll be all right presently. You"ve bin shook up a bit, with the certificates and the notes and all. If I were you I"d have a gla.s.s of something stiff."
"No--no; I shall come round presently. Yes--that"s it. I"m a good deal upset by this business. Somehow, I don"t seem able to think clearly about it. Let me see"--he sighed heavily--"I think you went somewhere--somewhere for me, before--before the other man came."
"For Lord"s sake, don"t talk about the other man. There"s no such person. Yes--I did go for you; I went to ask the manager of the Bank whether he held any stock for you."
"The manager of the Bank. True. Well, and does he hold anything?"
"Not a sc.r.a.p. Never had any."
"Then, Checkley"--Mr. Dering dropped his hands helplessly--"what is to be done?"
"I don"t know, I"m sure," the clerk replied with equal helplessness. "I never heard of such a thing before in all my life. Thirty-eight thousand pounds! It can"t be. n.o.body ever heard of such a thing before. Perhaps they are about the place somewhere. Let"s have another search."
"No--no. It is useless. Why--I have had no dividends. The shares were all transferred, and nothing has been paid for them. The shares have been stolen. Checkley, I can"t think. For the first time in my life, I can"t think--I want some one to advise me. I must put the case in somebody"s hands."
"There"s your young partner--a chance for him to show that he"s worth his pay. Why don"t you consult him, and then come back to the old plan of you and me? We"re knocked a bit silly just at first; but the case will come to us in the long run. You would have a partner--nothing would do but a partner. The boy"s in his own room now, I suppose, with a crown upon his head and the clerks kneelin" around--as grand as you please.
Send for him."
Mr. Dering nodded.
The partner, when he arrived a few minutes later, found the Chief walking about the room in uncontrollable agitation. On the table lay piled the whole contents of the safe. In front of it stood the ancient clerk, trembling and shaking--head, hands, knees, and shoulders--following the movements of his master with eyes full of anxiety and terror. This strange fit, this forgetfulness, this rambling talk about another man, this new restlessness, frightened him.
"You are come at last." Mr. Dering stopped and threw himself into his chair. Now, my partner, hear the case and resolve the difficulty for us, if you can.--Tell him, Checkley--or--stay; no. I will tell it myself. Either I have lost my reason and my memory, or I have been robbed."
George stood at the table and listened. Something of the utmost gravity had happened. Never before had he seen his Chief in the least degree shaken out of his accustomed frigidity of calm. Now he was excited; his eyes were restless; he talked fast, he talked badly. He made half a dozen attempts to begin: he marshalled his facts in a slovenly and disorderly manner, quite unlike his usual clear arrangement: for fifty years he had been marshalling facts and drawing up cases, and at his own he broke down.
"I think I understand the whole," said George, when his Chief paused and Checkley ceased to correct and to add. "You had certificates representing investments to the amount of 38,000_l_.: these are gone, unaccountably gone: no dividends have been paid for some months, and your broker speaks of large transfers."
"That"s not all," said Checkley. "Tell him about the notes."
"Yes. The fact may have some bearing upon the case. While we were looking for the certificates, and in order, I suppose, to complicate things and to bewilder me the more, we found in the safe the very notes--give me the bundle, Checkley--there they are--that were paid over the Bank counter to the man who forged my name eight years ago."
"What? The case in which Athelstan Arundel was accused?"
"The same. There they are--you hold them in your hand--the very notes!
Strange! on the very day when I am threatened with another and a worse robbery! Yes--yes; the very notes!--the very notes! This is wonderful.
Who put them there?"
"How can I know?"
"Well--but in any case one thing is certain. Athelstan"s name is cleared at last. You will tell his mother that."
"Not at all," said Checkley. "Why shouldn"t he put "em in himself? I saw him edging up towards the safe----"
"Saw him edging--stuff and nonsense! His name is cleared. This will be joyful news to his mother and sisters."
"Austin, get me back my certificates," said Mr. Dering; "never mind those notes now. Never mind the joyful news. Never mind Athelstan"s name; that can wait. The thought of him and the old forgery only bewilders my brain at this juncture. I cannot act. I cannot think. I feel as if I was blinded and stupefied. Act for me--think for me--work for me. Be my solicitor, George, as well as my partner."
"I will do my best. It is difficult at first to understand--for what has happened? You cannot find--you have mislaid--certain papers. Certain dividends which were due do not appear to have been paid: and your brokers, Ellis & Northcote, have used a phrase in a letter which you do not understand. Would it not be well to get them here; or shall I go into the City and ask them exactly what they meant and what has been done?"
"If I could remember any transactions with them during the last six months. But I cannot, except a small purchase of Corporation stock last month--a few hundreds. And here are the papers belonging to that."
"Which of the partners do you deal with?"
"The old man, Ellis--he"s always acted for me. He has been my friend for close on fifty years."
"Well, I will send for him, and tell him to come as soon as possible, and to bring along with him all the letters and papers he has."
"Good, good," said Mr. Dering, more cheerfully. "That is practical. I ought to have thought of that at the very outset. Now we shall get along. The first thing is to arrive at the facts--then we can act. If it was another man"s case, I should have known what to do. But when it is your own--and to lose the certificates, and when a sum of nearly forty thousand pounds is at stake--it looks like losing the money itself--and the feeling of uncertainty----"
"All taken together, becomes rather overwhelming. Of course I should like to see the letter-book, and we must run through the letters to see if they throw any light upon the business. Perhaps the papers themselves may be found among them."
The presence of this young man, cheerful, decided, taking practical measures at once, cheered up the lawyer, and steadied his shattered nerves. But Checkley the clerk looked on gloomily. He replaced the papers in the safe, and stood beside it, as if to guard it; he followed the movements of the new partner with watchful, suspicious eyes; and he muttered sullenly between his teeth.
First George sent a telegram to the City for the broker. Then, while the old clerk still stood beside the safe, and Mr. Dering continued to show signs of agitation uncontrollable, sometimes walking about the room and sometimes sitting at his table, sometimes looking into the empty shelves of the safe, he began to look through the copied letters, those, that is, which had gone out of Mr. Dering"s office. He searched for six months, working backwards.
"Nothing for six months," he said.--"Checkley, give me the letters." He went through these. They were the letters received at the office, all filed, endorsed, and dated. There was not one during the letters of six months which he examined which had anything to do with the sales of stocks and shares.
"If," he said, "you had written to Ellis & Northcote, a copy of your letter would be here in this book. If they had written to you, these letters would be among these bundles. Very well. Since no such letters are here, it is clear that no such letters were written. Therefore, no sales."
"Then," said Mr. Dering, "where are my certificates? Where are my dividends?"
"That we shall see. At present, we are only getting at the facts."
Then Mr. Ellis, senior partner of Ellis & Northcote, arrived, bearing a small packet of papers. Everybody knew Mr. Ellis, of Ellis & Northcote, one of the most respectable stockbrokers in London--citizen and Lorimer.
He belonged eminently to the cla.s.s called worthy: an old gentleman, carefully dressed, of smooth and polished appearance, pleasing manners, and great integrity. n.o.body could look more truly _integer vitae_ than Mr. Ellis. Nor did his private practice belie his reputation and his appearance. His chin and lips looked as if they could not possibly endure the burden of beard or moustache; his sentiments, one observed at a glance, would certainly be such as one expects from a citizen of his respectability.
"Here I am, dear sir," he said cheerfully--"here I am, in immediate obedience to your summons. I hope that there is nothing wrong; though your request that I would bring with me certain papers certainly made me a little apprehensive."
"There is, I fear, a good deal wrong," said Mr. Dering. "Sit down, my old friend.--Give Mr. Ellis a chair, Checkley.--Austin, you will tell him what he wants to know."
"You wrote to Mr. Dering yesterday recommending a certain investment----"
"I certainly did. A very favourable opportunity it is, and a capital thing it will prove."
"You mentioned in your letter certain transfers and sales which, according to your letter, he had recently effected."
"Certainly."
"What sales were they?"