"Can I have it, Mr. Dingwell?" said the attorney, whose dove-like eyes for a moment contracted with a hungry, rat-like look.
"No, I think, _no_," said Mr. Dingwell, withdrawing it from the long, red fingers extended to catch the paper; Mr. Levi"s fingers, at a more modest distance, were also extended, and also disappointed; "anything I write myself I have a kind of feeling about it; I"d rather keep it to myself, or put it in the fire, than trouble the most artless Jew or religious attorney I know with the custody of it: so, if you just allow me, I"ll read it. It"s only half a dozen lines, and I don"t care if you make a note of it, Mr. Larkin."
"Well," he resumed, after he had glanced through the paper, Mr. Larkin sitting expectant _arrectis auribus_, and with a pen in his fingers, "you may say that I, Mr. Dingwell, knew the late Honourable Arthur Verney, otherwise Hakim Frank, otherwise Hakim Giaour, otherwise Mamhoud Ali Ben-Nezir, for five years and two months, and upwards--three days, I think--immediately preceding his death; for the latter four years very intimately. That I frequently procured him small loans of money, and saw him, one way or another, nearly every day of my life: that I was with him nearly twice a day during his last illness: that I was present when he expired, and was one of the three persons who saw him buried: and that I could point out his grave, if it were thought desirable to send out persons acquainted with his appearance, to disinter and identify the body."
"No need of that, I think," said Mr. Larkin, looking up and twiddling his eye-gla.s.s on his finger.
He glanced at Levi, who was listening intensely, and almost awfully, and, reading no sign in his face, he added,--
"_However_, I see no harm in making the note."
So on went Mr. Dingwell, holding a pair of gold gla.s.ses over his nose.
"I can perfectly identify him as the Hon. Arthur Verney, having transacted business for him respecting an annuity which was paid him by his family; written letters for him when his hand was affected; and read his letters for him when he was ill, which latter letters, together with a voluminous correspondence found in his box, and now in my possession, I can identify also as having been in _his_."
"I don"t see any need, my dear Mr. Dingwell, of your mentioning your having written any letters for him; it has, in fact, no bearing that I can recognise upon the case. I should, in fact, apprehend complicating the case. You might find it difficult to specify, and we to produce, the particular letters referred to; so I should simply say you _read_ them to him, at his desire, before he despatched them for England; that is, of course, a.s.suming that you did so."
"Very good, sir; knock it out, and put that in; and I can prove that these letters, which can easily, I suppose, be identified by the writers of them in England, were in his possession, and that several of them I can recollect his having read to me on the day he received them. That"s pretty nearly what strikes me--eh?"
"Yes, sir--certainly, Mr. Dingwell--most important; but surely he had a servant; had he not, my dear sir?--an attendant of some sort? they"re to be had there for next to nothing, I think," hesitated Mr. Larkin.
"Certainly--so there was--yes; but he started for Egypt in a boat full of tiles, or onions, or something, a day or two after the Hakim was buried, and I"m afraid they"ll find it rather hard to find him. I think he said Egypt, but I won"t swear."
And Mr. Dingwell laughed, very much tickled, with intense sarcastic enjoyment; so much so that Mr. Larkin, though I have seldom before or since heard of his laughing, _did_ suddenly laugh a short, explosive laugh, as he looked down on the table, and immediately looked very grave and sad, and pinked up to the very summit of his narrow bald head; and coughing a little, he said,--
"Thank you, Mr. Dingwell; this will suffice very nicely for an outline, and I can consult with our adviser as to its particular sufficiency--is not that your impression, Mr. Levi?"
"You lawyer chaps undusta-ans that line of business best; I know no more about it than watch-making--only don"t shleep over it, for it"s costing us a da-a-am lot of money," said Mr. Levi, rising with a long yawn and a stretch, and emphasising it with a dismal oath; and shutting his great glaring eyes and shaking his head, as if he were being victimised at a pace which no capital could long stand.
"Certainly, Mr. Levi," said the attorney, "you quite take me with you there. We are all contributing, except, perhaps, our valued friend, Mr.
Dingwell, our quota towards a very exhausting expense."
"Da-a-md exhausting," interposed Mr. Levi.
"Well, pray allow me my own superlative," said the attorney, with religious grandeur. "I do say it is very exhausting; though we are all, I hope, _cheerfully_ contributing----"
"Curse you! to be sure you are," said Mr. Dingwell, with an abrupt profanity that startled Mr. Larkin. "Because you all expect to make money by it; and I"m contributing my time, and trouble, and danger, egad! for precisely the same reason. And now, before you go--just a moment, if you please, as we are on the subject--who"s Chancellor of the Exchequer here?"
"Who advances the necessary funds?" interpreted Mr. Larkin, with his politest smile.
"Yes," said the old man, with a sharp menacing nod. "Which of you two comes down, as you say, with the dust? Who pays the piper for this dance of yours, gentlemen?--the Christian or the Jew? I"ve a word for the gentleman who holds the purse--or, as we Christians would say, who carries the bag;" and he glanced from one to the other with a sniff, and another rather vicious wag of his head.
"I believe, sir, you may address us both as _voluntary_ contributors towards a fund for carrying on, for the _present_, this business of the Honourable Kiffyn Fulke Verney, who will, of course, recoup us," said Mr. Larkin, cautiously.
He used to say sometimes to his conducting man, with a smile, sly and holy, up at the yellow letters of one of the tin deed-boxes on his shelves at the Lodge, after an adroit conversation, "I think it will puzzle him, rather, to make an _a.s.sumpsit_ out of _that_."
"Well, you talk of _allowing_ me--as you term it--four pounds a week.
I"ll not take it," said Mr. Dingwell.
"My hye! That"sh liberal, shir, uncommon "anshome, be Ga-a-ad!"
exclaimed Mr. Levi, in a blessed mistake as to the nature of Mr.
Dingwell"s objection.
"I know, gentlemen, this business can"t advance without me--to me it may be worth something; but you"ll make it worth a great deal more to yourselves, and whatever else you may find me, you"ll find me no fool; and I"ll not take one piastre less than five-and-twenty pounds a week."
"Five-and-twenty pounsh!" howled Mr. Levi; and Mr. Larkin"s small pink eyes opened wide at the prodigious idea.
"You gentlemen fancy you"re to keep me here in this black-hole making _your_ fortunes, and living on the wages of a clerk, egad! You shall do no such thing, I promise you; you shall pay me what I say. I"ll see the town, sir, and I"ll have a few guineas in my pocket, or I"ll know the reason why. I didn"t come ALL the way here for nothing--d--n you both!"
"Pray, sir, a moment," pleaded Mr. Larkin.
"_Pray_, sir, as much as you like; but _pay_, also, if you please. Upon my life, you _shall_! Fortune owes me something, and egad! I"ll enjoy myself while I can."
"Of course, sir; quite reasonable--so you should; but, my dear Mr.
Dingwell, five-and-twenty pounds!--we can hardly be expected, my dear sir, to see our way."
""Gad, sir! _I_ see _mine_, and I"ll go it," laughed Mr. Dingwell, with a most unpleasant glare in his eyes.
"On reflection, you will see, my dear Mr. Dingwell, the extreme inexpediency of anything in the least resembling a _fraycas_" (Mr.
Larkin so p.r.o.nounced his French) "in your particular case. I should certainly, my dear sir, recommend a most cautious line."
"Cautious as the devil," seconded Mr. Levi.
"You think I"m afraid of my liabilities," croaked Mr. Dingwell, with a sudden flush across his forehead, and a spasm of his brows over his wild eyes, and then he laughed, and wagged his head.
"That"s right--quite right," almost sighed Mr. Larkin--"do--do--_pray_ do--just _reflect_ for only a _moment_--and you"ll _see_ it."
"To be sure, I _see_ it, and _you_ shall see it, too. Egad! I know something, sir, at my years. I know how to deal with screws, and bullies, and schemers, sir--and that is by _going straight at_ them--and I"ll tell you what, sir, if you don"t pay me the money I name, I"ll make you regret it."
For a moment, Mr. Larkin, for one, did almost regret his share in this uncomfortable and highly "speculative" business. If this Mr. Dingwell chose to turn restive and extortionate, it would have been better it had never entered into his ingenious head, and he could already see in the Jew"s eyes the sulky and ferocious expression that seemed to forebode defeat.
"If you don"t treat me, as I say, with common fairness, I"ll go straight to young Mr. Verney myself, and put you out of the baby-house altogether."
"_What_ babby-houshe?" demanded Mr. Levi, glowering, and hanging the corners of his great half-open mouth with a sullen ferocity.
"Your castle--in the air--your d--d plot, sir."
"If you mean you"re going to turn stag," began the Jew.
"_There_--do--pray, Mr. Levi--you--you _mistake_," interposed Mr.
Larkin, imploringly, who had heard tales of this Mr. Dingwell"s mad temper.
"I say," continued Levi, "if you"re going to split----"
"Split, sir!" cried Mr. Dingwell, with a malignant frown, and drawing his mouth together into a puckered ring, as he looked askance at the Jew. "What the devil do you mean by _split_, sir? "Gad! sir, I"d split your black head for you, you little Jew miscreant!"
Mr. Larkin saw with a qualm that the sinews of that evil face were quivering with an insane fury, and that even under its sun-darkened skin it had turned pale, while the old man"s hand was instinctively extended towards the poker, of which he was thinking, and which was uncomfortably near.
"No, no, _no_--pray, gentlemen--I _entreat_--only _think_," urged Mr.