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You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of +the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at +www.gutenberg.org. If you are not located in the United States, you'll have +to check the laws of the country where you are located before using this ebook. + + + + +Title: Hunted Down + [1860] + + +Author: Charles Dickens + + + +Release Date: December 25, 2014 [eBook #807] +[This file was first posted on February 7, 1997] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-646-US (US-ASCII) + + +***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HUNTED DOWN*** +</pre> +<p>Transcribed from the 1905 Chapman and Hall “Hard Times +and Reprinted Pieces” edition by David Price, email +ccx074@pglaf.org</p> +<h1>HUNTED DOWN [1860]</h1> +<h2>I.</h2> +<p><span class="smcap">Most</span> of us see some romances in +life. In my capacity as Chief Manager of a Life Assurance +Office, I think I have within the last thirty years seen more +romances than the generality of men, however unpromising the +opportunity may, at first sight, seem.</p> +<p>As I have retired, and live at my ease, I possess the means +that I used to want, of considering what I have seen, at +leisure. My experiences have a more remarkable aspect, so +reviewed, than they had when they were in progress. I have +come home from the Play now, and can recall the scenes of the +Drama upon which the curtain has fallen, free from the glare, +bewilderment, and bustle of the Theatre.</p> +<p>Let me recall one of these Romances of the real world.</p> +<p>There is nothing truer than physiognomy, taken in connection +with manner. The art of reading that book of which Eternal +Wisdom obliges every human creature to present his or her own +page with the individual character written on it, is a difficult +one, perhaps, and is little studied. It may require some +natural aptitude, and it must require (for everything does) some +patience and some pains. That these are not usually given +to it,—that numbers of people accept a few stock +commonplace expressions of the face as the whole list of +characteristics, and neither seek nor know the refinements that +are truest,—that You, for instance, give a great deal of +time and attention to the reading of music, Greek, Latin, French, +Italian, Hebrew, if you please, and do not qualify yourself to +read the face of the master or mistress looking over your +shoulder teaching it to you,—I assume to be five hundred +times more probable than improbable. Perhaps a little +self-sufficiency may be at the bottom of this; facial expression +requires no study from you, you think; it comes by nature to you +to know enough about it, and you are not to be taken in.</p> +<p>I confess, for my part, that I <i>have</i> been taken in, over +and over again. I have been taken in by acquaintances, and +I have been taken in (of course) by friends; far oftener by +friends than by any other class of persons. How came I to +be so deceived? Had I quite misread their faces?</p> +<p>No. Believe me, my first impression of those people, +founded on face and manner alone, was invariably true. My +mistake was in suffering them to come nearer to me and explain +themselves away.</p> +<h2>II.</h2> +<p><span class="smcap">The</span> partition which separated my +own office from our general outer office in the City was of thick +plate-glass. I could see through it what passed in the +outer office, without hearing a word. I had it put up in +place of a wall that had been there for years,—ever since +the house was built. It is no matter whether I did or did +not make the change in order that I might derive my first +impression of strangers, who came to us on business, from their +faces alone, without being influenced by anything they +said. Enough to mention that I turned my glass partition to +that account, and that a Life Assurance Office is at all times +exposed to be practised upon by the most crafty and cruel of the +human race.</p> +<p>It was through my glass partition that I first saw the +gentleman whose story I am going to tell.</p> +<p>He had come in without my observing it, and had put his hat +and umbrella on the broad counter, and was bending over it to +take some papers from one of the clerks. He was about forty +or so, dark, exceedingly well dressed in black,—being in +mourning,—and the hand he extended with a polite air, had a +particularly well-fitting black-kid glove upon it. His +hair, which was elaborately brushed and oiled, was parted +straight up the middle; and he presented this parting to the +clerk, exactly (to my thinking) as if he had said, in so many +words: ‘You must take me, if you please, my friend, just as +I show myself. Come straight up here, follow the gravel +path, keep off the grass, I allow no trespassing.’</p> +<p>I conceived a very great aversion to that man the moment I +thus saw him.</p> +<p>He had asked for some of our printed forms, and the clerk was +giving them to him and explaining them. An obliged and +agreeable smile was on his face, and his eyes met those of the +clerk with a sprightly look. (I have known a vast quantity +of nonsense talked about bad men not looking you in the +face. Don’t trust that conventional idea. +Dishonesty will stare honesty out of countenance, any day in the +week, if there is anything to be got by it.)</p> +<p>I saw, in the corner of his eyelash, that he became aware of +my looking at him. Immediately he turned the parting in his +hair toward the glass partition, as if he said to me with a sweet +smile, ‘Straight up here, if you please. Off the +grass!’</p> +<p>In a few moments he had put on his hat and taken up his +umbrella, and was gone.</p> +<p>I beckoned the clerk into my room, and asked, ‘Who was +that?’</p> +<p>He had the gentleman’s card in his hand. +‘Mr. Julius Slinkton, Middle Temple.’</p> +<p>‘A barrister, Mr. Adams?’</p> +<p>‘I think not, sir.’</p> +<p>‘I should have thought him a clergyman, but for his +having no Reverend here,’ said I.</p> +<p>‘Probably, from his appearance,’ Mr. Adams +replied, ‘he is reading for orders.’</p> +<p>I should mention that he wore a dainty white cravat, and +dainty linen altogether.</p> +<p>‘What did he want, Mr. Adams?’</p> +<p>‘Merely a form of proposal, sir, and form of +reference.’</p> +<p>‘Recommended here? Did he say?’</p> +<p>‘Yes, he said he was recommended here by a friend of +yours. He noticed you, but said that as he had not the +pleasure of your personal acquaintance he would not trouble +you.’</p> +<p>‘Did he know my name?’</p> +<p>‘O yes, sir! He said, “There <i>is</i> Mr. +Sampson, I see!”’</p> +<p>‘A well-spoken gentleman, apparently?’</p> +<p>‘Remarkably so, sir.’</p> +<p>‘Insinuating manners, apparently?’</p> +<p>‘Very much so, indeed, sir.’</p> +<p>‘Hah!’ said I. ‘I want nothing at +present, Mr. Adams.’</p> +<p>Within a fortnight of that day I went to dine with a friend of +mine, a merchant, a man of taste, who buys pictures and books, +and the first man I saw among the company was Mr. Julius +Slinkton. There he was, standing before the fire, with good +large eyes and an open expression of face; but still (I thought) +requiring everybody to come at him by the prepared way he +offered, and by no other.</p> +<p>I noticed him ask my friend to introduce him to Mr. Sampson, +and my friend did so. Mr. Slinkton was very happy to see +me. Not too happy; there was no over-doing of the matter; +happy in a thoroughly well-bred, perfectly unmeaning way.</p> +<p>‘I thought you had met,’ our host observed.</p> +<p>‘No,’ said Mr. Slinkton. ‘I did look +in at Mr. Sampson’s office, on your recommendation; but I +really did not feel justified in troubling Mr. Sampson himself, +on a point in the everyday routine of an ordinary +clerk.’</p> +<p>I said I should have been glad to show him any attention on +our friend’s introduction.</p> +<p>‘I am sure of that,’ said he, ‘and am much +obliged. At another time, perhaps, I may be less +delicate. Only, however, if I have real business; for I +know, Mr. Sampson, how precious business time is, and what a vast +number of impertinent people there are in the world.’</p> +<p>I acknowledged his consideration with a slight bow. +‘You were thinking,’ said I, ‘of effecting a +policy on your life.’</p> +<p>‘O dear no! I am afraid I am not so prudent as you +pay me the compliment of supposing me to be, Mr. Sampson. I +merely inquired for a friend. But you know what friends are +in such matters. Nothing may ever come of it. I have +the greatest reluctance to trouble men of business with inquiries +for friends, knowing the probabilities to be a thousand to one +that the friends will never follow them up. People are so +fickle, so selfish, so inconsiderate. Don’t you, in +your business, find them so every day, Mr. Sampson?’</p> +<p>I was going to give a qualified answer; but he turned his +smooth, white parting on me with its ‘Straight up here, if +you please!’ and I answered ‘Yes.’</p> +<p>‘I hear, Mr. Sampson,’ he resumed presently, for +our friend had a new cook, and dinner was not so punctual as +usual, ‘that your profession has recently suffered a great +loss.’</p> +<p>‘In money?’ said I.</p> +<p>He laughed at my ready association of loss with money, and +replied, ‘No, in talent and vigour.’</p> +<p>Not at once following out his allusion, I considered for a +moment. ‘<i>Has</i> it sustained a loss of that +kind?’ said I. ‘I was not aware of +it.’</p> +<p>‘Understand me, Mr. Sampson. I don’t imagine +that you have retired. It is not so bad as that. But +Mr. Meltham—’</p> +<p>‘O, to be sure!’ said I. ‘Yes! +Mr. Meltham, the young actuary of the +“Inestimable.”’</p> +<p>‘Just so,’ he returned in a consoling way.</p> +<p>‘He is a great loss. He was at once the most +profound, the most original, and the most energetic man I have +ever known connected with Life Assurance.’</p> +<p>I spoke strongly; for I had a high esteem and admiration for +Meltham; and my gentleman had indefinitely conveyed to me some +suspicion that he wanted to sneer at him. He recalled me to +my guard by presenting that trim pathway up his head, with its +internal ‘Not on the grass, if you please—the +gravel.’</p> +<p>‘You knew him, Mr. Slinkton.’</p> +<p>‘Only by reputation. To have known him as an +acquaintance or as a friend, is an honour I should have sought if +he had remained in society, though I might never have had the +good fortune to attain it, being a man of far inferior +mark. He was scarcely above thirty, I suppose?’</p> +<p>‘About thirty.’</p> +<p>‘Ah!’ he sighed in his former consoling way. +‘What creatures we are! To break up, Mr. Sampson, and +become incapable of business at that time of life!—Any +reason assigned for the melancholy fact?’</p> +<p>(‘Humph!’ thought I, as I looked at him. +‘But I <span class="GutSmall">WON’T</span> go up the +track, and I <span class="GutSmall">WILL</span> go on the +grass.’)</p> +<p>‘What reason have you heard assigned, Mr. +Slinkton?’ I asked, point-blank.</p> +<p>‘Most likely a false one. You know what Rumour is, +Mr. Sampson. I never repeat what I hear; it is the only way +of paring the nails and shaving the head of Rumour. But +when <i>you</i> ask me what reason I have heard assigned for Mr. +Meltham’s passing away from among men, it is another +thing. I am not gratifying idle gossip then. I was +told, Mr. Sampson, that Mr. Meltham had relinquished all his +avocations and all his prospects, because he was, in fact, +broken-hearted. A disappointed attachment I +heard,—though it hardly seems probable, in the case of a +man so distinguished and so attractive.’</p> +<p>‘Attractions and distinctions are no armour against +death,’ said I.</p> +<p>‘O, she died? Pray pardon me. I did not hear +that. That, indeed, makes it very, very sad. Poor Mr. +Meltham! She died? Ah, dear me! Lamentable, +lamentable!’</p> +<p>I still thought his pity was not quite genuine, and I still +suspected an unaccountable sneer under all this, until he said, +as we were parted, like the other knots of talkers, by the +announcement of dinner:</p> +<p>‘Mr. Sampson, you are surprised to see me so moved on +behalf of a man whom I have never known. I am not so +disinterested as you may suppose. I have suffered, and +recently too, from death myself. I have lost one of two +charming nieces, who were my constant companions. She died +young—barely three-and-twenty; and even her remaining +sister is far from strong. The world is a grave!’</p> +<p>He said this with deep feeling, and I felt reproached for the +coldness of my manner. Coldness and distrust had been +engendered in me, I knew, by my bad experiences; they were not +natural to me; and I often thought how much I had lost in life, +losing trustfulness, and how little I had gained, gaining hard +caution. This state of mind being habitual to me, I +troubled myself more about this conversation than I might have +troubled myself about a greater matter. I listened to his +talk at dinner, and observed how readily other men responded to +it, and with what a graceful instinct he adapted his subjects to +the knowledge and habits of those he talked with. As, in +talking with me, he had easily started the subject I might be +supposed to understand best, and to be the most interested in, +so, in talking with others, he guided himself by the same +rule. The company was of a varied character; but he was not +at fault, that I could discover, with any member of it. He +knew just as much of each man’s pursuit as made him +agreeable to that man in reference to it, and just as little as +made it natural in him to seek modestly for information when the +theme was broached.</p> +<p>As he talked and talked—but really not too much, for the +rest of us seemed to force it upon him—I became quite angry +with myself. I took his face to pieces in my mind, like a +watch, and examined it in detail. I could not say much +against any of his features separately; I could say even less +against them when they were put together. ‘Then is it +not monstrous,’ I asked myself, ‘that because a man +happens to part his hair straight up the middle of his head, I +should permit myself to suspect, and even to detest +him?’</p> +<p>(I may stop to remark that this was no proof of my +sense. An observer of men who finds himself steadily +repelled by some apparently trifling thing in a stranger is right +to give it great weight. It may be the clue to the whole +mystery. A hair or two will show where a lion is +hidden. A very little key will open a very heavy door.)</p> +<p>I took my part in the conversation with him after a time, and +we got on remarkably well. In the drawing-room I asked the +host how long he had known Mr. Slinkton. He answered, not +many months; he had met him at the house of a celebrated painter +then present, who had known him well when he was travelling with +his nieces in Italy for their health. His plans in life +being broken by the death of one of them, he was reading with the +intention of going back to college as a matter of form, taking +his degree, and going into orders. I could not but argue +with myself that here was the true explanation of his interest in +poor Meltham, and that I had been almost brutal in my distrust on +that simple head.</p> +<h2>III.</h2> +<p><span class="smcap">On</span> the very next day but one I was +sitting behind my glass partition, as before, when he came into +the outer office, as before. The moment I saw him again +without hearing him, I hated him worse than ever.</p> +<p>It was only for a moment that I had this opportunity; for he +waved his tight-fitting black glove the instant I looked at him, +and came straight in.</p> +<p>‘Mr. Sampson, good-day! I presume, you see, upon +your kind permission to intrude upon you. I don’t +keep my word in being justified by business, for my business +here—if I may so abuse the word—is of the slightest +nature.’</p> +<p>I asked, was it anything I could assist him in?</p> +<p>‘I thank you, no. I merely called to inquire +outside whether my dilatory friend had been so false to himself +as to be practical and sensible. But, of course, he has +done nothing. I gave him your papers with my own hand, and +he was hot upon the intention, but of course he has done +nothing. Apart from the general human disinclination to do +anything that ought to be done, I dare say there is a specialty +about assuring one’s life. You find it like +will-making. People are so superstitious, and take it for +granted they will die soon afterwards.’</p> +<p>‘Up here, if you please; straight up here, Mr. +Sampson. Neither to the right nor to the left.’ +I almost fancied I could hear him breathe the words as he sat +smiling at me, with that intolerable parting exactly opposite the +bridge of my nose.</p> +<p>‘There is such a feeling sometimes, no doubt,’ I +replied; ‘but I don’t think it obtains to any great +extent.’</p> +<p>‘Well,’ said he, with a shrug and a smile, +‘I wish some good angel would influence my friend in the +right direction. I rashly promised his mother and sister in +Norfolk to see it done, and he promised them that he would do +it. But I suppose he never will.’</p> +<p>He spoke for a minute or two on indifferent topics, and went +away.</p> +<p>I had scarcely unlocked the drawers of my writing-table next +morning, when he reappeared. I noticed that he came +straight to the door in the glass partition, and did not pause a +single moment outside.</p> +<p>‘Can you spare me two minutes, my dear Mr. +Sampson?’</p> +<p>‘By all means.’</p> +<p>‘Much obliged,’ laying his hat and umbrella on the +table; ‘I came early, not to interrupt you. The fact +is, I am taken by surprise in reference to this proposal my +friend has made.’</p> +<p>‘Has he made one?’ said I.</p> +<p>‘Ye-es,’ he answered, deliberately looking at me; +and then a bright idea seemed to strike him—‘or he +only tells me he has. Perhaps that may be a new way of +evading the matter. By Jupiter, I never thought of +that!’</p> +<p>Mr. Adams was opening the morning’s letters in the outer +office. ‘What is the name, Mr. Slinkton?’ I +asked.</p> +<p>‘Beckwith.’</p> +<p>I looked out at the door and requested Mr. Adams, if there +were a proposal in that name, to bring it in. He had +already laid it out of his hand on the counter. It was +easily selected from the rest, and he gave it me. Alfred +Beckwith. Proposal to effect a policy with us for two +thousand pounds. Dated yesterday.</p> +<p>‘From the Middle Temple, I see, Mr. Slinkton.’</p> +<p>‘Yes. He lives on the same staircase with me; his +door is opposite. I never thought he would make me his +reference though.’</p> +<p>‘It seems natural enough that he should.’</p> +<p>‘Quite so, Mr. Sampson; but I never thought of it. +Let me see.’ He took the printed paper from his +pocket. ‘How am I to answer all these +questions?’</p> +<p>‘According to the truth, of course,’ said I.</p> +<p>‘O, of course!’ he answered, looking up from the +paper with a smile; ‘I meant they were so many. But +you do right to be particular. It stands to reason that you +must be particular. Will you allow me to use your pen and +ink?’</p> +<p>‘Certainly.’</p> +<p>‘And your desk?’</p> +<p>‘Certainly.’</p> +<p>He had been hovering about between his hat and his umbrella +for a place to write on. He now sat down in my chair, at my +blotting-paper and inkstand, with the long walk up his head in +accurate perspective before me, as I stood with my back to the +fire.</p> +<p>Before answering each question he ran over it aloud, and +discussed it. How long had he known Mr. Alfred +Beckwith? That he had to calculate by years upon his +fingers. What were his habits? No difficulty about +them; temperate in the last degree, and took a little too much +exercise, if anything. All the answers were +satisfactory. When he had written them all, he looked them +over, and finally signed them in a very pretty hand. He +supposed he had now done with the business. I told him he +was not likely to be troubled any farther. Should he leave +the papers there? If he pleased. Much obliged. +Good-morning.</p> +<p>I had had one other visitor before him; not at the office, but +at my own house. That visitor had come to my bedside when +it was not yet daylight, and had been seen by no one else but by +my faithful confidential servant.</p> +<p>A second reference paper (for we required always two) was sent +down into Norfolk, and was duly received back by post. +This, likewise, was satisfactorily answered in every +respect. Our forms were all complied with; we accepted the +proposal, and the premium for one year was paid.</p> +<h2>IV.</h2> +<p><span class="smcap">For</span> six or seven months I saw no +more of Mr. Slinkton. He called once at my house, but I was +not at home; and he once asked me to dine with him in the Temple, +but I was engaged. His friend’s assurance was +effected in March. Late in September or early in October I +was down at Scarborough for a breath of sea-air, where I met him +on the beach. It was a hot evening; he came toward me with +his hat in his hand; and there was the walk I had felt so +strongly disinclined to take in perfect order again, exactly in +front of the bridge of my nose.</p> +<p>He was not alone, but had a young lady on his arm.</p> +<p>She was dressed in mourning, and I looked at her with great +interest. She had the appearance of being extremely +delicate, and her face was remarkably pale and melancholy; but +she was very pretty. He introduced her as his niece, Miss +Niner.</p> +<p>‘Are you strolling, Mr. Sampson? Is it possible +you can be idle?’</p> +<p>It <i>was</i> possible, and I <i>was</i> strolling.</p> +<p>‘Shall we stroll together?’</p> +<p>‘With pleasure.’</p> +<p>The young lady walked between us, and we walked on the cool +sea sand, in the direction of Filey.</p> +<p>‘There have been wheels here,’ said Mr. +Slinkton. ‘And now I look again, the wheels of a +hand-carriage! Margaret, my love, your shadow without +doubt!’</p> +<p>‘Miss Niner’s shadow?’ I repeated, looking +down at it on the sand.</p> +<p>‘Not that one,’ Mr. Slinkton returned, +laughing. ‘Margaret, my dear, tell Mr. +Sampson.’</p> +<p>‘Indeed,’ said the young lady, turning to me, +‘there is nothing to tell—except that I constantly +see the same invalid old gentleman at all times, wherever I +go. I have mentioned it to my uncle, and he calls the +gentleman my shadow.’</p> +<p>‘Does he live in Scarborough?’ I asked.</p> +<p>‘He is staying here.’</p> +<p>‘Do you live in Scarborough?’</p> +<p>‘No, I am staying here. My uncle has placed me +with a family here, for my health.’</p> +<p>‘And your shadow?’ said I, smiling.</p> +<p>‘My shadow,’ she answered, smiling too, +‘is—like myself—not very robust, I fear; for I +lose my shadow sometimes, as my shadow loses me at other +times. We both seem liable to confinement to the +house. I have not seen my shadow for days and days; but it +does oddly happen, occasionally, that wherever I go, for many +days together, this gentleman goes. We have come together +in the most unfrequented nooks on this shore.’</p> +<p>‘Is this he?’ said I, pointing before us.</p> +<p>The wheels had swept down to the water’s edge, and +described a great loop on the sand in turning. Bringing the +loop back towards us, and spinning it out as it came, was a +hand-carriage, drawn by a man.</p> +<p>‘Yes,’ said Miss Niner, ‘this really is my +shadow, uncle.’</p> +<p>As the carriage approached us and we approached the carriage, +I saw within it an old man, whose head was sunk on his breast, +and who was enveloped in a variety of wrappers. He was +drawn by a very quiet but very keen-looking man, with iron-gray +hair, who was slightly lame. They had passed us, when the +carriage stopped, and the old gentleman within, putting out his +arm, called to me by my name. I went back, and was absent +from Mr. Slinkton and his niece for about five minutes.</p> +<p>When I rejoined them, Mr. Slinkton was the first to +speak. Indeed, he said to me in a raised voice before I +came up with him:</p> +<p>‘It is well you have not been longer, or my niece might +have died of curiosity to know who her shadow is, Mr. +Sampson.’</p> +<p>‘An old East India Director,’ said I. +‘An intimate friend of our friend’s, at whose house I +first had the pleasure of meeting you. A certain Major +Banks. You have heard of him?’</p> +<p>‘Never.’</p> +<p>‘Very rich, Miss Niner; but very old, and very +crippled. An amiable man, sensible—much interested in +you. He has just been expatiating on the affection that he +has observed to exist between you and your uncle.’</p> +<p>Mr. Slinkton was holding his hat again, and he passed his hand +up the straight walk, as if he himself went up it serenely, after +me.</p> +<p>‘Mr. Sampson,’ he said, tenderly pressing his +niece’s arm in his, ‘our affection was always a +strong one, for we have had but few near ties. We have +still fewer now. We have associations to bring us together, +that are not of this world, Margaret.’</p> +<p>‘Dear uncle!’ murmured the young lady, and turned +her face aside to hide her tears.</p> +<p>‘My niece and I have such remembrances and regrets in +common, Mr. Sampson,’ he feelingly pursued, ‘that it +would be strange indeed if the relations between us were cold or +indifferent. If I remember a conversation we once had +together, you will understand the reference I make. Cheer +up, dear Margaret. Don’t droop, don’t +droop. My Margaret! I cannot bear to see you +droop!’</p> +<p>The poor young lady was very much affected, but controlled +herself. His feelings, too, were very acute. In a +word, he found himself under such great need of a restorative, +that he presently went away, to take a bath of sea-water, leaving +the young lady and me sitting by a point of rock, and probably +presuming—but that you will say was a pardonable indulgence +in a luxury—that she would praise him with all her +heart.</p> +<p>She did, poor thing! With all her confiding heart, she +praised him to me, for his care of her dead sister, and for his +untiring devotion in her last illness. The sister had +wasted away very slowly, and wild and terrible fantasies had come +over her toward the end, but he had never been impatient with +her, or at a loss; had always been gentle, watchful, and +self-possessed. The sister had known him, as she had known +him, to be the best of men, the kindest of men, and yet a man of +such admirable strength of character, as to be a very tower for +the support of their weak natures while their poor lives +endured.</p> +<p>‘I shall leave him, Mr. Sampson, very soon,’ said +the young lady; ‘I know my life is drawing to an end; and +when I am gone, I hope he will marry and be happy. I am +sure he has lived single so long, only for my sake, and for my +poor, poor sister’s.’</p> +<p>The little hand-carriage had made another great loop on the +damp sand, and was coming back again, gradually spinning out a +slim figure of eight, half a mile long.</p> +<p>‘Young lady,’ said I, looking around, laying my +hand upon her arm, and speaking in a low voice, ‘time +presses. You hear the gentle murmur of that sea?’</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> +<a href="images/p240b.jpg"> +<img alt= +"“Young Lady,” said I, laying my Hand upon her Arm . +. . “Time presses”" +title= +"“Young Lady,” said I, laying my Hand upon her Arm . +. . “Time presses”" + src="images/p240s.jpg" /> +</a></p> +<p>She looked at me with the utmost wonder and alarm, saying, +‘Yes!’</p> +<p>‘And you know what a voice is in it when the storm +comes?’</p> +<p>‘Yes!’</p> +<p>‘You see how quiet and peaceful it lies before us, and +you know what an awful sight of power without pity it might be, +this very night!’</p> +<p>‘Yes!’</p> +<p>‘But if you had never heard or seen it, or heard of it +in its cruelty, could you believe that it beats every inanimate +thing in its way to pieces, without mercy, and destroys life +without remorse?’</p> +<p>‘You terrify me, sir, by these questions!’</p> +<p>‘To save you, young lady, to save you! For +God’s sake, collect your strength and collect your +firmness! If you were here alone, and hemmed in by the +rising tide on the flow to fifty feet above your head, you could +not be in greater danger than the danger you are now to be saved +from.’</p> +<p>The figure on the sand was spun out, and straggled off into a +crooked little jerk that ended at the cliff very near us.</p> +<p>‘As I am, before Heaven and the Judge of all mankind, +your friend, and your dead sister’s friend, I solemnly +entreat you, Miss Niner, without one moment’s loss of time, +to come to this gentleman with me!’</p> +<p>If the little carriage had been less near to us, I doubt if I +could have got her away; but it was so near that we were there +before she had recovered the hurry of being urged from the +rock. I did not remain there with her two minutes. +Certainly within five, I had the inexpressible satisfaction of +seeing her—from the point we had sat on, and to which I had +returned—half supported and half carried up some rude steps +notched in the cliff, by the figure of an active man. With +that figure beside her, I knew she was safe anywhere.</p> +<p>I sat alone on the rock, awaiting Mr. Slinkton’s +return. The twilight was deepening and the shadows were +heavy, when he came round the point, with his hat hanging at his +button-hole, smoothing his wet hair with one of his hands, and +picking out the old path with the other and a pocket-comb.</p> +<p>‘My niece not here, Mr. Sampson?’ he said, looking +about.</p> +<p>‘Miss Niner seemed to feel a chill in the air after the +sun was down, and has gone home.’</p> +<p>He looked surprised, as though she were not accustomed to do +anything without him; even to originate so slight a +proceeding.</p> +<p>‘I persuaded Miss Niner,’ I explained.</p> +<p>‘Ah!’ said he. ‘She is easily +persuaded—for her good. Thank you, Mr. Sampson; she +is better within doors. The bathing-place was farther than +I thought, to say the truth.’</p> +<p>‘Miss Niner is very delicate,’ I observed.</p> +<p>He shook his head and drew a deep sigh. ‘Very, +very, very. You may recollect my saying so. The time +that has since intervened has not strengthened her. The +gloomy shadow that fell upon her sister so early in life seems, +in my anxious eyes, to gather over her, ever darker, ever +darker. Dear Margaret, dear Margaret! But we must +hope.’</p> +<p>The hand-carriage was spinning away before us at a most +indecorous pace for an invalid vehicle, and was making most +irregular curves upon the sand. Mr. Slinkton, noticing it +after he had put his handkerchief to his eyes, said:</p> +<p>‘If I may judge from appearances, your friend will be +upset, Mr. Sampson.’</p> +<p>‘It looks probable, certainly,’ said I.</p> +<p>‘The servant must be drunk.’</p> +<p>‘The servants of old gentlemen will get drunk +sometimes,’ said I.</p> +<p>‘The major draws very light, Mr. Sampson.’</p> +<p>‘The major does draw light,’ said I.</p> +<p>By this time the carriage, much to my relief, was lost in the +darkness. We walked on for a little, side by side over the +sand, in silence. After a short while he said, in a voice +still affected by the emotion that his niece’s state of +health had awakened in him,</p> +<p>‘Do you stay here long, Mr. Sampson?’</p> +<p>‘Why, no. I am going away to-night.’</p> +<p>‘So soon? But business always holds you in +request. Men like Mr. Sampson are too important to others, +to be spared to their own need of relaxation and +enjoyment.’</p> +<p>‘I don’t know about that,’ said I. +‘However, I am going back.’</p> +<p>‘To London?’</p> +<p>‘To London.’</p> +<p>‘I shall be there too, soon after you.’</p> +<p>I knew that as well as he did. But I did not tell him +so. Any more than I told him what defensive weapon my right +hand rested on in my pocket, as I walked by his side. Any +more than I told him why I did not walk on the sea side of him +with the night closing in.</p> +<p>We left the beach, and our ways diverged. We exchanged +good-night, and had parted indeed, when he said, returning,</p> +<p>‘Mr. Sampson, <i>may</i> I ask? Poor Meltham, whom +we spoke of,—dead yet?’</p> +<p>‘Not when I last heard of him; but too broken a man to +live long, and hopelessly lost to his old calling.’</p> +<p>‘Dear, dear, dear!’ said he, with great +feeling. ‘Sad, sad, sad! The world is a +grave!’ And so went his way.</p> +<p>It was not his fault if the world were not a grave; but I did +not call that observation after him, any more than I had +mentioned those other things just now enumerated. He went +his way, and I went mine with all expedition. This +happened, as I have said, either at the end of September or +beginning of October. The next time I saw him, and the last +time, was late in November.</p> +<h2>V.</h2> +<p>I <span class="GutSmall">HAD</span> a very particular +engagement to breakfast in the Temple. It was a bitter +north-easterly morning, and the sleet and slush lay inches deep +in the streets. I could get no conveyance, and was soon wet +to the knees; but I should have been true to that appointment, +though I had to wade to it up to my neck in the same +impediments.</p> +<p>The appointment took me to some chambers in the Temple. +They were at the top of a lonely corner house overlooking the +river. The name, <span class="smcap">Mr. Alfred +Beckwith</span>, was painted on the outer door. On the door +opposite, on the same landing, the name <span class="smcap">Mr. +Julius Slinkton</span>. The doors of both sets of chambers +stood open, so that anything said aloud in one set could be heard +in the other.</p> +<p>I had never been in those chambers before. They were +dismal, close, unwholesome, and oppressive; the furniture, +originally good, and not yet old, was faded and dirty,—the +rooms were in great disorder; there was a strong prevailing smell +of opium, brandy, and tobacco; the grate and fire-irons were +splashed all over with unsightly blotches of rust; and on a sofa +by the fire, in the room where breakfast had been prepared, lay +the host, Mr. Beckwith, a man with all the appearances of the +worst kind of drunkard, very far advanced upon his shameful way +to death.</p> +<p>‘Slinkton is not come yet,’ said this creature, +staggering up when I went in; ‘I’ll call +him.—Halloa! Julius Cæsar! Come and +drink!’ As he hoarsely roared this out, he beat the +poker and tongs together in a mad way, as if that were his usual +manner of summoning his associate.</p> +<p>The voice of Mr. Slinkton was heard through the clatter from +the opposite side of the staircase, and he came in. He had +not expected the pleasure of meeting me. I have seen +several artful men brought to a stand, but I never saw a man so +aghast as he was when his eyes rested on mine.</p> +<p>‘Julius Cæsar,’ cried Beckwith, staggering +between us, ‘Mist’ Sampson! Mist’ +Sampson, Julius Cæsar! Julius, Mist’ Sampson, +is the friend of my soul. Julius keeps me plied with +liquor, morning, noon, and night. Julius is a real +benefactor. Julius threw the tea and coffee out of window when I +used to have any. Julius empties all the water-jugs of +their contents, and fills ’em with spirits. Julius +winds me up and keeps me going.—Boil the brandy, +Julius!’</p> +<p>There was a rusty and furred saucepan in the ashes,—the +ashes looked like the accumulation of weeks,—and Beckwith, +rolling and staggering between us as if he were going to plunge +headlong into the fire, got the saucepan out, and tried to force +it into Slinkton’s hand.</p> +<p>‘Boil the brandy, Julius Cæsar! Come! +Do your usual office. Boil the brandy!’</p> +<p>He became so fierce in his gesticulations with the saucepan, +that I expected to see him lay open Slinkton’s head with +it. I therefore put out my hand to check him. He +reeled back to the sofa, and sat there panting, shaking, and +red-eyed, in his rags of dressing-gown, looking at us both. +I noticed then that there was nothing to drink on the table but +brandy, and nothing to eat but salted herrings, and a hot, +sickly, highly-peppered stew.</p> +<p>‘At all events, Mr. Sampson,’ said Slinkton, +offering me the smooth gravel path for the last time, ‘I +thank you for interfering between me and this unfortunate +man’s violence. However you came here, Mr. Sampson, +or with whatever motive you came here, at least I thank you for +that.’</p> +<p>‘Boil the brandy,’ muttered Beckwith.</p> +<p>Without gratifying his desire to know how I came there, I +said, quietly, ‘How is your niece, Mr. Slinkton?’</p> +<p>He looked hard at me, and I looked hard at him.</p> +<p>‘I am sorry to say, Mr. Sampson, that my niece has +proved treacherous and ungrateful to her best friend. She +left me without a word of notice or explanation. She was +misled, no doubt, by some designing rascal. Perhaps you may +have heard of it.’</p> +<p>‘I did hear that she was misled by a designing +rascal. In fact, I have proof of it.’</p> +<p>‘Are you sure of that?’ said he.</p> +<p>‘Quite.’</p> +<p>‘Boil the brandy,’ muttered Beckwith. +‘Company to breakfast, Julius Cæsar. Do your +usual office,—provide the usual breakfast, dinner, tea, and +supper. Boil the brandy!’</p> +<p>The eyes of Slinkton looked from him to me, and he said, after +a moment’s consideration,</p> +<p>‘Mr. Sampson, you are a man of the world, and so am +I. I will be plain with you.’</p> +<p>‘O no, you won’t,’ said I, shaking my +head.</p> +<p>‘I tell you, sir, I will be plain with you.’</p> +<p>‘And I tell you you will not,’ said I. +‘I know all about you. <i>You</i> plain with any +one? Nonsense, nonsense!’</p> +<p>‘I plainly tell you, Mr. Sampson,’ he went on, +with a manner almost composed, ‘that I understand your +object. You want to save your funds, and escape from your +liabilities; these are old tricks of trade with you +Office-gentlemen. But you will not do it, sir; you will not +succeed. You have not an easy adversary to play against, +when you play against me. We shall have to inquire, in due +time, when and how Mr. Beckwith fell into his present +habits. With that remark, sir, I put this poor creature, +and his incoherent wanderings of speech, aside, and wish you a +good morning and a better case next time.’</p> +<p>While he was saying this, Beckwith had filled a half-pint +glass with brandy. At this moment, he threw the brandy at +his face, and threw the glass after it. Slinkton put his +hands up, half blinded with the spirit, and cut with the glass +across the forehead. At the sound of the breakage, a fourth +person came into the room, closed the door, and stood at it; he +was a very quiet but very keen-looking man, with iron-gray hair, +and slightly lame.</p> +<p>Slinkton pulled out his handkerchief, assuaged the pain in his +smarting eyes, and dabbled the blood on his forehead. He +was a long time about it, and I saw that in the doing of it, a +tremendous change came over him, occasioned by the change in +Beckwith,—who ceased to pant and tremble, sat upright, and +never took his eyes off him. I never in my life saw a face +in which abhorrence and determination were so forcibly painted as +in Beckwith’s then.</p> +<p>‘Look at me, you villain,’ said Beckwith, +‘and see me as I really am. I took these rooms, to +make them a trap for you. I came into them as a drunkard, +to bait the trap for you. You fell into the trap, and you +will never leave it alive. On the morning when you last +went to Mr. Sampson’s office, I had seen him first. +Your plot has been known to both of us, all along, and you have +been counter-plotted all along. What? Having been +cajoled into putting that prize of two thousand pounds in your +power, I was to be done to death with brandy, and, brandy not +proving quick enough, with something quicker? Have I never +seen you, when you thought my senses gone, pouring from your +little bottle into my glass? Why, you Murderer and Forger, +alone here with you in the dead of night, as I have so often +been, I have had my hand upon the trigger of a pistol, twenty +times, to blow your brains out!’</p> +<p>This sudden starting up of the thing that he had supposed to +be his imbecile victim into a determined man, with a settled +resolution to hunt him down and be the death of him, mercilessly +expressed from head to foot, was, in the first shock, too much +for him. Without any figure of speech, he staggered under +it. But there is no greater mistake than to suppose that a +man who is a calculating criminal, is, in any phase of his guilt, +otherwise than true to himself, and perfectly consistent with his +whole character. Such a man commits murder, and murder is +the natural culmination of his course; such a man has to outface +murder, and will do it with hardihood and effrontery. It is +a sort of fashion to express surprise that any notorious +criminal, having such crime upon his conscience, can so brave it +out. Do you think that if he had it on his conscience at +all, or had a conscience to have it upon, he would ever have +committed the crime?</p> +<p>Perfectly consistent with himself, as I believe all such +monsters to be, this Slinkton recovered himself, and showed a +defiance that was sufficiently cold and quiet. He was +white, he was haggard, he was changed; but only as a sharper who +had played for a great stake and had been outwitted and had lost +the game.</p> +<p>‘Listen to me, you villain,’ said Beckwith, +‘and let every word you hear me say be a stab in your +wicked heart. When I took these rooms, to throw myself in +your way and lead you on to the scheme that I knew my appearance +and supposed character and habits would suggest to such a devil, +how did I know that? Because you were no stranger to +me. I knew you well. And I knew you to be the cruel +wretch who, for so much money, had killed one innocent girl while +she trusted him implicitly, and who was by inches killing +another.’</p> +<p>Slinkton took out a snuff-box, took a pinch of snuff, and +laughed.</p> +<p>‘But see here,’ said Beckwith, never looking away, +never raising his voice, never relaxing his face, never +unclenching his hand. ‘See what a dull wolf you have +been, after all! The infatuated drunkard who never drank a +fiftieth part of the liquor you plied him with, but poured it +away, here, there, everywhere—almost before your eyes; who +bought over the fellow you set to watch him and to ply him, by +outbidding you in his bribe, before he had been at his work three +days—with whom you have observed no caution, yet who was so +bent on ridding the earth of you as a wild beast, that he would +have defeated you if you had been ever so prudent—that +drunkard whom you have, many a time, left on the floor of this +room, and who has even let you go out of it, alive and +undeceived, when you have turned him over with your +foot—has, almost as often, on the same night, within an +hour, within a few minutes, watched you awake, had his hand at +your pillow when you were asleep, turned over your papers, taken +samples from your bottles and packets of powder, changed their +contents, rifled every secret of your life!’</p> +<p>He had had another pinch of snuff in his hand, but had +gradually let it drop from between his fingers to the floor; +where he now smoothed it out with his foot, looking down at it +the while.</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> +<a href="images/p246b.jpg"> +<img alt= +"He had another pinch of snuff in his hand, but gradually let it +drop from between his fingers" +title= +"He had another pinch of snuff in his hand, but gradually let it +drop from between his fingers" + src="images/p246s.jpg" /> +</a></p> +<p>‘That drunkard,’ said Beckwith, ‘who had +free access to your rooms at all times, that he might drink the +strong drinks that you left in his way and be the sooner ended, +holding no more terms with you than he would hold with a tiger, +has had his master-key for all your locks, his test for all your +poisons, his clue to your cipher-writing. He can tell you, +as well as you can tell him, how long it took to complete that +deed, what doses there were, what intervals, what signs of +gradual decay upon mind and body; what distempered fancies were +produced, what observable changes, what physical pain. He +can tell you, as well as you can tell him, that all this was +recorded day by day, as a lesson of experience for future +service. He can tell you, better than you can tell him, +where that journal is at this moment.’</p> +<p>Slinkton stopped the action of his foot, and looked at +Beckwith.</p> +<p>‘No,’ said the latter, as if answering a question +from him. ‘Not in the drawer of the writing-desk that +opens with a spring; it is not there, and it never will be there +again.’</p> +<p>‘Then you are a thief!’ said Slinkton.</p> +<p>Without any change whatever in the inflexible purpose, which +it was quite terrific even to me to contemplate, and from the +power of which I had always felt convinced it was impossible for +this wretch to escape, Beckwith returned,</p> +<p>‘And I am your niece’s shadow, too.’</p> +<p>With an imprecation Slinkton put his hand to his head, tore +out some hair, and flung it to the ground. It was the end +of the smooth walk; he destroyed it in the action, and it will +soon be seen that his use for it was past.</p> +<p>Beckwith went on: ‘Whenever you left here, I left +here. Although I understood that you found it necessary to +pause in the completion of that purpose, to avert suspicion, +still I watched you close, with the poor confiding girl. +When I had the diary, and could read it word by word,—it +was only about the night before your last visit to +Scarborough,—you remember the night? you slept with a small +flat vial tied to your wrist,—I sent to Mr. Sampson, who +was kept out of view. This is Mr. Sampson’s trusty +servant standing by the door. We three saved your niece +among us.’</p> +<p>Slinkton looked at us all, took an uncertain step or two from +the place where he had stood, returned to it, and glanced about +him in a very curious way,—as one of the meaner reptiles +might, looking for a hole to hide in. I noticed at the same +time, that a singular change took place in the figure of the +man,—as if it collapsed within his clothes, and they +consequently became ill-shapen and ill-fitting.</p> +<p>‘You shall know,’ said Beckwith, ‘for I hope +the knowledge will be bitter and terrible to you, why you have +been pursued by one man, and why, when the whole interest that +Mr. Sampson represents would have expended any money in hunting +you down, you have been tracked to death at a single +individual’s charge. I hear you have had the name of +Meltham on your lips sometimes?’</p> +<p>I saw, in addition to those other changes, a sudden stoppage +come upon his breathing.</p> +<p>‘When you sent the sweet girl whom you murdered (you +know with what artfully made-out surroundings and probabilities +you sent her) to Meltham’s office, before taking her abroad +to originate the transaction that doomed her to the grave, it +fell to Meltham’s lot to see her and to speak with +her. It did not fall to his lot to save her, though I know +he would freely give his own life to have done it. He +admired her;—I would say he loved her deeply, if I thought +it possible that you could understand the word. When she +was sacrificed, he was thoroughly assured of your guilt. +Having lost her, he had but one object left in life, and that was +to avenge her and destroy you.’</p> +<p>I saw the villain’s nostrils rise and fall convulsively; +but I saw no moving at his mouth.</p> +<p>‘That man Meltham,’ Beckwith steadily pursued, +‘was as absolutely certain that you could never elude him +in this world, if he devoted himself to your destruction with his +utmost fidelity and earnestness, and if he divided the sacred +duty with no other duty in life, as he was certain that in +achieving it he would be a poor instrument in the hands of +Providence, and would do well before Heaven in striking you out +from among living men. I am that man, and I thank God that +I have done my work!’</p> +<p>If Slinkton had been running for his life from swift-footed +savages, a dozen miles, he could not have shown more emphatic +signs of being oppressed at heart and labouring for breath, than +he showed now, when he looked at the pursuer who had so +relentlessly hunted him down.</p> +<p>‘You never saw me under my right name before; you see me +under my right name now. You shall see me once again in the +body, when you are tried for your life. You shall see me +once again in the spirit, when the cord is round your neck, and +the crowd are crying against you!’</p> +<p>When Meltham had spoken these last words, the miscreant +suddenly turned away his face, and seemed to strike his mouth +with his open hand. At the same instant, the room was +filled with a new and powerful odour, and, almost at the same +instant, he broke into a crooked run, leap, start,—I have +no name for the spasm,—and fell, with a dull weight that +shook the heavy old doors and windows in their frames.</p> +<p>That was the fitting end of him.</p> +<p>When we saw that he was dead, we drew away from the room, and +Meltham, giving me his hand, said, with a weary air,</p> +<p>‘I have no more work on earth, my friend. But I +shall see her again elsewhere.’</p> +<p>It was in vain that I tried to rally him. He might have +saved her, he said; he had not saved her, and he reproached +himself; he had lost her, and he was broken-hearted.</p> +<p>‘The purpose that sustained me is over, Sampson, and +there is nothing now to hold me to life. I am not fit for +life; I am weak and spiritless; I have no hope and no object; my +day is done.’</p> +<p>In truth, I could hardly have believed that the broken man who +then spoke to me was the man who had so strongly and so +differently impressed me when his purpose was before him. I +used such entreaties with him, as I could; but he still said, and +always said, in a patient, undemonstrative way,—nothing +could avail him,—he was broken-hearted.</p> +<p>He died early in the next spring. He was buried by the +side of the poor young lady for whom he had cherished those +tender and unhappy regrets; and he left all he had to her +sister. 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