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  butperhapshemighteffectanexchange。Andthen,recollectingthattheattorney-generalwouldhardlycaretohearhowtheserviceofacathedralchurchisdividedamongtheminorcanons,stoppedshortinhisexplanations。

  SirAbrahamlistenedinpityingwonder。’Ireallythink,MrHarding,youhadbetterwaitforthearchdeacon。Thisisamostseriousstep——oneforwhich,inmyopinion,thereisnottheslightestnecessity;and,asyouhavedonemethehonourofaskingmyadvice,Imustimploreyoutodonothingwithouttheapprovalofyourfriends。Amanisneverthebestjudgeofhisownposition。’

  ’Amanisthebestjudgeofwhathefeelshimself。I’dsoonerbegmybreadtillmydeaththanreadsuchanotherarticleasthosetwothathaveappeared,andfeel,asIdo,thatthewriterhastruthonhisside。’

  ’Haveyounotadaughter,MrHarding——anunmarrieddaughter?’

  ’Ihave,’saidhe,nowstandingalso,butstillplayingawayonhisfiddlewithhishandbehindhisback。’Ihave,SirAbraham;andsheandIarecompletelyagreedonthissubject。’

  ’Prayexcuseme,MrHarding,ifwhatIsayseemsimpertinent;

  butsurelyitisyouthatshouldbeprudentonherbehalf。Sheisyoung,anddoesnotknowthemeaningoflivingonanincomeofahundredandsixtypoundsayear。Onheraccountgiveupthisidea。Believeme,itissheerQuixotism。’

  Thewardenwalkedawaytothewindow,andthenbacktohischair;andthen,irresolutewhattosay,tookanotherturntothewindow。Theattorney-generalwasreallyextremelypatient,buthewasbeginningtothinkthattheinterviewhadbeenlongenough。

  ’Butifthisincomebenotjustlymine,whatifsheandI

  havebothtobeg?’saidthewardenatlast,sharply,andinavoicesodifferentfromthathehadhithertoused,thatSirAbrahamwasstartled。’Ifso,itwouldbebettertobeg。’

  ’Mydearsir,nobodynowquestionsitsjustness。’

  ’Yes,SirAbraham,onedoesquestionit——themostimportantofallwitnessesagainstme——Iquestionitmyself。MyGodknowswhetherornoIlovemydaughter;butIwouldsoonerthatsheandIshouldbothbeg,thanthatsheshouldliveincomfortonmoneywhichistrulythepropertyofthepoor。

  Itmayseemstrangetoyou,SirAbraham,itisstrangetomyself,thatIshouldhavebeentenyearsinthathappyhome,andnothavethoughtofthesethingstilltheyweresoroughlydinnedintomyears。Icannotboastofmyconscience,whenitrequiredtheviolenceofapublicnewspapertoawakenit;but,nowthatitisawake,Imustobeyit。WhenIcamehere,IdidnotknowthatthesuitwaswithdrawnbyMrBold,andmyobjectwastobegyoutoabandonmydefence。Asthereisnoaction,therecanbenodefence;butitis,atanyrate,aswellthatyoushouldknowthatfromtomorrowIshallceasetobethewardenofthehospital。MyfriendsandIdifferonthissubject,SirAbraham,andthataddsmuchtomysorrow;butitcannotbehelped。’And,ashefinishedwhathehadtosay,heplayedupsuchatuneasneverbeforehadgracedthechambersofanyattorney-general。Hewasstandingup,gallantlyfrontingSirAbraham,andhisrightarmpassedwithboldandrapidsweepsbeforehim,asthoughhewereembracingsomehugeinstrument,whichallowedhimtostandthuserect;andwiththefingersofhislefthandhestopped,withpreternaturalvelocity,amultitudeofstrings,whichrangedfromthetopofhiscollartothebottomofthelappetofhiscoat。SirAbrahamlistenedandlookedinwonder。

  AshehadneverbeforeseenMrHarding,themeaningofthesewildgesticulationswaslostuponhim;butheperceivedthatthegentlemanwhohadafewminutessincebeensosubduedastobeunabletospeakwithouthesitation,wasnowimpassioned——nay,almostviolent。

  ’You’llsleeponthis,MrHarding,andtomorrow——’

  ’Ihavedonemorethansleepuponit,’saidthewarden;

  ’Ihavelainawakeuponit,andthatnightafternight。I

  foundIcouldnotsleepuponit:nowIhopetodoso。’

  Theattorney-generalhadnoanswertomaketothis;soheexpressedaquiethopethatwhateversettlementwasfinallymadewouldbesatisfactory;andMrHardingwithdrew,thankingthegreatmanforhiskindattention。

  MrHardingwassufficientlysatisfiedwiththeinterviewtofeelaglowofcomfortashedescendedintothesmalloldsquareofLincoln’sInn。Itwasacalm,bright,beautifulnight,andbythelightofthemoon,eventhechapelofLincoln’sInn,andthesombrerowofchambers,whichsurroundthequadrangle,lookedwell。Hestoodstillamomenttocollecthisthoughts,andreflectonwhathehaddone,andwasabouttodo。Heknewthattheattorney-generalregardedhimaslittlebetterthanafool,butthathedidnotmind;heandtheattorney-

  generalhadnotmuchincommonbetweenthem;heknewalsothatothers,whomhedidcareabout,wouldthinksotoo;

  butEleanor,hewassure,wouldexultinwhathehaddone,andthebishop,hetrusted,wouldsympathisewithhim。

  Inthemeantimehehadtomeetthearchdeacon,andsohewalkedslowlydownChanceryLaneandalongFleetStreet,feelingsurethathisworkforthenightwasnotyetover。

  Whenhereachedthehotelherangthebellquietly,andwithapalpitatingheart;healmostlongedtoescaperoundthecorner,anddelaythecomingstormbyafurtherwalkroundStPaul’sChurchyard,butheheardtheslowcreakingshoesoftheoldwaiterapproaching,andhestoodhisgroundmanfully。

  TheWardenisVeryObstinate’DrGrantlyishere,sir,’greetedhisearsbeforethedoorwaswellopen,’andMrsGrantly。Theyhaveasitting-roomabove,andarewaitingupforyou。’

  Therewassomethinginthetoneoftheman’svoicewhichseemedtoindicatethatevenhelookeduponthewardenasarunawayschoolboy,justrecapturedbyhisguardian,andthathepitiedtheculprit,thoughhecouldnotbutbehorrifiedatthecrime。

  Thewardenendeavouredtoappearunconcerned,ashesaid,’Oh,indeed!I’llgoupstairsatonce’;buthefailedsignally。Therewas,perhaps,arayofcomfortinthepresenceofhismarrieddaughter;thatistosay,ofcomparativecomfort,seeingthathisson-in-lawwasthere;buthowmuchwouldhehavepreferredthattheyshouldbothhavebeensafeatPlumsteadEpiscopi!However,upstairshewent,thewaiterslowlyprecedinghim;andonthedoorbeingopenedthearchdeaconwasdiscoveredstandinginthemiddleoftheroom,erect,indeed,asusual,butoh!howsorrowful!andonthedingysofabehindhimreclinedhispatientwife。

  ’Papa,Ithoughtyouwerenevercomingback,’saidthelady;’it’stwelveo’clock。’

  ’Yes,mydear,’saidthewarden。’Theattorney-generalnamedtenformymeeting;tobesuretenislate,butwhatcouldIdo,youknow?Greatmenwillhavetheirownway。’

  Andhegavehisdaughterakiss,andshookhandswiththedoctor,andagaintriedtolookunconcerned。

  ’Andyouhaveabsolutelybeenwiththeattorney-general?’

  askedthearchdeacon。

  MrHardingsignifiedthathehad。

  ’Goodheavens,howunfortunate!’Andthearchdeaconraisedhishugehandsinthemannerinwhichhisfriendsaresoaccustomedtoseehimexpressdisapprobationandastonishment。

  ’WhatwillSirAbrahamthinkofit?Didyounotknowthatitisnotcustomaryforclientstogodirecttotheircounsel?’

  ’Isn’tit?’askedthewarden,innocently。’Well,atanyrate,I’vedoneitnow。SirAbrahamdidn’tseemtothinkitsoverystrange。’

  Thearchdeacongaveasighthatwouldhavemovedaman-of-war。

  ’But,papa,whatdidyousaytoSirAbraham?’askedthelady。

  ’Iaskedhim,mydear,toexplainJohnHiram’swilltome。

  Hecouldn’texplainitintheonlywaywhichwouldhavesatisfiedme,andsoIresignedthewardenship。’

  ’Resignedit!’saidthearchdeacon,inasolemnvoice,sadandlow,butyetsufficientlyaudible——asortofwhisperthatMacreadywouldhaveenvied,andthegallerieshaveapplaudedwithacoupleofrounds。’Resignedit!Goodheavens!’

  Andthedignitaryofthechurchsankbackhorrifiedintoahorsehairarm-chair。

  ’AtleastItoldSirAbrahamthatIwouldresign;andofcourseImustnowdoso。’

  ’Notatall,’saidthearchdeacon,catchingarayofhope。

  ’Nothingthatyousayinsuchawaytoyourowncounselcanbeinanywaybindingonyou;ofcourseyouweretheretoaskhisadvice。I’msureSirAbrahamdidnotadviseanysuchstep。’

  MrHardingcouldnotsaythathehad。

  ’Iamsurehedisadvisedyoufromit,’continuedthereverendcross-examiner。

  MrHardingcouldnotdenythis。

  ’I’msureSirAbrahammusthaveadvisedyoutoconsultyourfriends。’

  TothispropositionalsoMrHardingwasobligedtoassent。

  ’Thenyourthreatofresignationamountstonothing,andwearejustwherewewerebefore。’

  MrHardingwasnowstandingontherug,movinguneasilyfromonefoottotheother。Hemadenodistinctanswertothearchdeacon’slastproposition,forhismindwaschieflyengagedonthinkinghowhecouldescapetobed。Thathisresignationwasathingfinallyfixedon,afactallbutcompleted,wasnotinhismindamatterofanydoubt;heknewhisownweakness;heknewhowpronehewastobeled;buthewasnotweakenoughtogivewaynow,togobackfromthepositiontowhichhisconsciencehaddrivenhim,afterhavingpurposelycometoLondontodeclarehisdetermination:hedidnotintheleastdoubthisresolution,buthegreatlydoubtedhispowerofdefendingitagainsthisson-in-law。

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