the bedford-row conspiracy-第5章
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ght； he saw a very dirty hackney…coach clatter up to the Gorgon door； out of which first issued the ruby plush breeches and stalwart calves of Mr。 Jerningham； these were followed by his body； and then the gentleman； ringing modestly； was admitted。 Again the door opened： a lady came out； nor was she followed by the footman； who crossed his legs at the door…post and allowed her to mount the jingling vehicle as best she might。 Mr。 Jerningham had witnessed the scene in the Park Gardens； had listened to the altercation through the library keyhole； and had been mighty sulky at being ordered to call a coach for this young woman。 He did not therefore deign to assist her to mount。 But there was ONE who did！ Perkins was by the side of his Lucy： he had seen her start back and cry； 〃La； John！〃had felt her squeeze his armhad mounted with her into the coach； and then shouted with a voice of thunder to the coachman； 〃Caroline Place； Mecklenburgh Square。〃 But Mr。 Jerningham would have been much more surprised and puzzled if he had waited one minute longer； and seen this Mr。 Perkins； who had so gallantly escaladed the hackney…coach； step out of it with the most mortified； miserable； chap…fallen countenance possible。 The fact is； he had found poor Lucy sobbing fit to break her heart； and instead of consoling her； as he expected； he only seemed to irritate her further： for she said； 〃Mr。 PerkinsI begI insist； that you leave the carriage。〃 And when Perkins made some movement （which； not being in the vehicle at the time； we have never been able to comprehend）； she suddenly sprang from the back…seat and began pulling at a large piece of cord which communicated with the wrist of the gentleman driving； and； screaming to him at the top of her voice； bade him immediately stop。 This Mr。 Coachman did； with a curious； puzzled； grinning air。 Perkins descended； and on being asked； 〃Vere ham I to drive the young 'oman； sir？〃 I am sorry to say muttered something like an oath； and uttered the above…mentioned words； 〃Caroline Place； Mecklenburgh Square；〃 in a tone which I should be inclined to describe as both dogged and sheepishvery different from that cheery voice which he had used when he first gave the order。 Poor Lucy； in the course of those fatal three hours which had passed while Mr。 Perkins was pacing up and down Baker Street； had received a lecture which lasted exactly one hundred and eighty minutesfrom her aunt first； then from her uncle； whom we have seen marching homewards； and often from both together。 Sir George Gorgon and his lady poured out such a flood of advice and abuse against the poor girl； that she came away from the interview quite timid and cowering； and when she saw John Perkins （the sly rogue！ how well he thought he had managed the trick！） she shrank from him as if he had been a demon of wickedness； ordered him out of the carriage； and went home by herself； convinced that she had committed some tremendous sin。 While； then； her coach jingled away to Caroline Place； Perkins； once more alone； bent his steps in the same direction。 A desperate； heart…stricken man； he passed by the beloved's door； saw lights in the front drawing…room； felt probably that she was there； but he could not go in。 Moodily he paced down Doughty Street； and turning abruptly into Bedford Row； rushed into his own chambers； where Mrs。 Snooks； the laundress； had prepared his humble Sabbath meal。 A cheerful fire blazed in his garret； and Mrs。 Snooks had prepared for him the favourite blade…bone he loved （blest four…days' dinner for a bachelorroast； cold； hashed； grilled bladebone； the fourth being better than the first）； but although he usually did rejoice in this mealordinarily； indeed； grumbling that there was not enough to satisfy himhe； on this occasion； after two mouthfuls； flung down his knife and fork； and buried his two claws in his hair。 〃Snooks；〃 said he at last； very moodily； 〃remove this d mutton； give me my writing things； and some hot brandy…and…water。〃 This was done without much alarm： for you must know that Perkins used to dabble in poetry； and ordinarily prepare himself for composition by this kind of stimulus。 He wrote hastily a few lines。 〃Snooks； put on your bonnet；〃 said he； 〃and carry thisYOU KNOW WHERE！〃 he added； in a hollow； heart…breaking tone of voice； that affected poor Snooks almost to tears。 She went； however； with the note； which was to this purpose： 〃Lucy！ Lucy！ my soul's lovewhat； what has happened？ I am writing this〃（a gulp of brandy…and…water）〃in a state bordering on distractionmadnessinsanity〃（another）。 〃Why did you send me out of the coach in that cruel cruel way？ Write to me a word； a line tell me； tell me； I may come to youand leave me not in this agonising condition； your faithful〃（glogglogglogthe whole glass） 〃J。P。〃 He never signed John Perkins in fullhe couldn't； it was so unromantic。 Well； this missive was despatched by Mrs。 Snooks； and Perkins； in a fearful state of excitement； haggard； wild； and with more brandy…and…water； awaited the return of his messenger。 When at length； after about an absence of forty years； as it seemed to him； the old lady returned with a large packet； Perkins seized it with a trembling hand； and was yet more frightened to see the handwriting of Mrs。 or Miss Biggs。 〃MY DEAR MR。 PERKINS；〃 she began〃Although I am not your soul's adored； I performed her part for once； since I have read your letter； as I told her。 You need not be very much alarmed； although Lucy is at this moment in bed and unwell： for the poor girl has had a sad scene at her grand uncle's house in Baker Street； and came home very much affected。 Rest； however； will restore her； for she is not one of your nervous sort； and I hope when you come in the morning； you will see her as blooming as she was when you went out to…day on that unlucky walk。 〃See what Sir George Gorgon says of us all！ You won't challenge him； I know； as he is to be your uncle； and so I may show you his letter。 〃Good…night； my dear John。 Do not go QUITE distracted before morning； and believe me your loving aunt； 〃JEMIMA BIGGS。〃
〃41 BAKER STREET： 11th December。 〃MAJOR…GENERAL SIR GEORGE GORGON has heard with the utmost disgust and surprise of the engagement which Miss Lucy Gorgon has thought fit to form。 〃The Major…General cannot conceal his indignation at the share which Miss Biggs has taken in this disgraceful transaction。 〃Sir George Gorgon puts an absolute veto upon all further communication between his niece and the low…born adventurer who has been admitted into her society； and begs to say that Lieutenant Fitch； of the Lifeguards； is the gentleman who he intends shall marry Miss Gorgon。 〃It is the Major…General's wish； that on the 28th Miss Gorgon should be ready to come to his house； in Baker Street； where she will be more safe from impertinent intrusions than she has been in Mucklebury Square。 〃MRS。 BIGGS； 〃Caroline Place； 〃Mecklenburgh Square。〃 When poor John Perkins read this epistle； blank rage and wonder filled his soul； at the audacity of the little General； who thus； without the smallest title in the world； pretended to dispose of the hand and fortune of his niece。 The fact is； that Sir George had such a transcendent notion of his own dignity and station； that it never for a moment entered his head that his niece； or anybody else connected with him； should take a single step in life without previously receiving his orders； and Mr。 Fitch； a baronet's son； having expressed an admiration of Lucy； Sir George had determined that his suit should be accepted； and really considered Lucy's preference of another as downright treason。 John Perkins determined on the death of Fitch as the very least reparation that should satisfy him； and vowed too that some of the General's blood should be shed for the words which he had dared to utter。 We have said that William Pitt Scully； Esquire； M。P。； occupied the first floor of Mr。 Perkins's house in Bedford Row： and the reader is further to be informed that an immense friendship had sprung up between these two gentlemen。 The fact is； that poor John was very much flattered by Scully's notice； and began in a very short time to fancy himself a political personage； for he had made several of Scully's speeches； written more than one letter from him to his constituents； and； in a word； acted as his gratis clerk。 At least a guinea a week did Mr。 Perkins save to the pockets of Mr。 Scully； and with hearty good will too； for he adored the great William Pitt； and believed every word that dropped from the pompous lips of that gentleman。 Well； after having discussed Sir George Gorgon's letter； poor Perkins； in the utmost fury of mind that his darling should be slandered so； feeling a desire for fresh air； determined to descend to the garden and smoke a cigar in that rural quiet spot。 The night was very calm。 The moonbeams slept softly upon the herbage of Gray's Inn gardens； and bathed with silver splendour Theobald's Row。 A million of little frisky twinkling stars attended their queen； who looked with bland round face upon their gambols； as they peeped in and out from the azure heavens。 Along Gray's Inn wall a lazy row of cabs stood listlessly； for who would call a cab on such a night？ Meanwhile their drivers； at the alehouse near； smoked the short pipe or quaffed the foaming beer。 Perhaps from Gray's Inn Lane some broken sounds of Irish revelry might rise。 Issuing perhaps from Raymond Buildings gate； six lawyers' clerks might whoop a tipsy songor the loud watchman yell the passing hour； but beyond this all was silence； and young Perkins； as he sat in the summerhouse at the bottom of the garden； and contemplated the peaceful heaven； felt some influences of it entering into his soul； and almost forgetting revenge； thought but of peace and love。 Presently； he was aware there was someone else pacing the garden。 Who could it be？Not Blatherwick； for he passed the Sabbath with his grandmamma at Clapham； not Scully surely； for he always went to Bethesda Chapel； and to a select prayer…meeting afterwards。 Alas！ it WAS Scully； for though that gentleman SAID that he went to chapel； we have it for a fact that he did not always keep his promise； and was at this moment employed in rehearsing an extempore speech； which he proposed to deliver at St。 Stephen's。 〃Had I； sir；〃 spouted he； with folded arms； slowly pacing to and fro〃Had I； sir； entertained the smallest possible intention of addressing the House on the present occasionhum； on the present occasionI would have endeavoured to prepare myself in a way that should have at least shown my sense of the greatness of the subject before the House's consideration； and the nature of the distinguished audience I have the honour to address。 I am； sir； a plain manborn of the peoplemyself one of the people； having won； thank Heaven； an honourable fortune and position by my own honest labour； and standing here as I do〃 * * * Here Mr。 Scully （it may be said that he never made a speech without bragging about himself： and an excellent plan it is； for people cannot help believing you at last）here； I say； Mr。 Scully； who had one a
