Guy Mannering; or, The Astrologer — Complete, Walter Scott [rainbow fish read aloud .txt] 📗

then, alas! they are almost infamous in the eye of law, scarce capable of bearing evidence, and Meg Merrilies utterly so, by the various accounts which she formerly gave of the matter, and her impudent denial of all knowledge of the fact when I myself examined her respecting it.’

‘What must be done then?’ asked Mannering.

‘We must try,’ answered the legal sage, ‘what proof can be got at in Holland among the persons by whom our young friend was educated. But then the fear of being called in question for the murder of the gauger may make them silent; or, if they speak, they are either foreigners or outlawed smugglers. In short, I see doubts.’

‘Under favour, most learned and honoured sir,’ said the Dominie, ‘I trust HE who hath restored little Harry Bertram to his friends will not leave His own work imperfect.’

‘I trust so too, Mr. Sampson,’ said Pleydell; ‘but we must use the means; and I am afraid we shall have more difficulty in procuring them than I at first thought. But a faint heart never won a fair lady; and, by the way (apart to Miss Mannering, while Bertram was engaged with his sister), there’s a vindication of Holland for you! What smart fellows do you think Leyden and Utrecht must send forth, when such a very genteel and handsome young man comes from the paltry schools of Middleburgh?’

‘Of a verity,’ said the Dominie, jealous of the reputation of the Dutch seminary--’of a verity, Mr. Pleydell, but I make it known to you that I myself laid the foundation of his education.’

‘True, my dear Dominie,’ answered the Advocate, ‘that accounts for his proficiency in the graces, without question. But here comes your carriage, Colonel. Adieu, young folks. Miss Julia, keep your heart till I come back again; let there be nothing done to prejudice my right whilst I am non valens agere.’

Their reception at Hazlewood House was more cold and formal than usual; for in general the Baronet expressed great respect for Colonel Mannering, and Mr. Pleydell, besides being a man of good family and of high general estimation, was Sir Robert’s old friend. But now he seemed dry and embarrassed in his manner. ‘He would willingly,’ he said, ‘receive bail, notwithstanding that the offence had been directly perpetrated, committed, and done against young Hazlewood of Hazlewood; but the young man had given himself a fictitious description, and was altogether that sort of person who should not be liberated, discharged, or let loose upon society; and therefore--’

‘I hope, Sir Robert Hazlewood,’ said the Colonel, ‘you do not mean to doubt my word when I assure you that he served under me as cadet in India?’

‘By no means or account whatsoever. But you call him a cadet; now he says, avers, and upholds that he was a captain, or held a troop in your regiment.’

‘He was promoted since I gave up the command.’

‘But you must have heard of it?’

‘No. I returned on account of family circumstances from India, and have not since been solicitous to hear particular news from the regiment; the name of Brown, too, is so common that I might have seen his promotion in the “Gazette” without noticing it. But a day or two will bring letters from his commanding officer.’

‘But I am told and informed, Mr. Pleydell,’ answered Sir Robert, still hesitating, ‘that he does not mean to abide by this name of Brown, but is to set up a claim to the estate of Ellangowan, under the name of Bertram.’

‘Ay, who says that?’ said the Counsellor.

‘Or,’ demanded the soldier, ‘whoever says so, does that give a right to keep him in prison?’

‘Hush, Colonel,’ said the Lawyer; ‘I am sure you would not, any more than I, countenance him if he prove an impostor. And, among friends, who informed you of this, Sir Robert?’

‘Why, a person, Mr. Pleydell,’ answered the Baronet, ‘who is peculiarly interested in investigating, sifting, and clearing out this business to the bottom; you will excuse my being more particular.’

‘O, certainly,’ replied Pleydell; ‘well, and he says--?’

‘He says that it is whispered about among tinkers, gipsies, and other idle persons that there is such a plan as I mentioned to you, and that this young man, who is a bastard or natural son of the late Ellangowan, is pitched upon as the impostor from his strong family likeness.’

‘And was there such a natural son, Sir Robert?’ demanded the Counsellor.

‘O, certainly, to my own positive knowledge. Ellangowan had him placed as cabin-boy or powder-monkey on board an armed sloop or yacht belonging to the revenue, through the interest of the late Commissioner Bertram, a kinsman of his own.’

‘Well, Sir Robert,’ said the Lawyer, taking the word out of the mouth of the impatient soldier, ‘you have told me news. I shall investigate them, and if I find them true, certainly Colonel Mannering and I will not countenance this young man. In the meanwhile, as we are all willing to make him forthcoming to answer all complaints against him, I do assure you, you will act most illegally, and incur heavy responsibility, if you refuse our bail.’

‘Why, Mr. Pleydell,’ said Sir Robert, who knew the high authority of the Counsellor’s opinion, ‘as you must know best, and as you promise to give up this young man--’

‘If he proves an impostor,’ replied the Lawyer, with some emphasis.

‘Ay, certainly. Under that condition I will take your bail; though I must say an obliging, well-disposed, and civil neighbour of mine, who was himself bred to the law, gave me a hint or caution this morning against doing so. It was from him I learned that this youth was liberated and had come abroad, or rather had broken prison. But where shall we find one to draw the bail-bond?’

‘Here,’ said the Counsellor, applying himself to the bell, ‘send up my clerk, Mr. Driver; it will not do my character harm if I dictate the needful myself.’ It was written accordingly and signed, and, the Justice having subscribed a regular warrant for Bertram alias Brown’s discharge, the visitors took their leave.

Each threw himself into his own corner of the post-chariot, and said nothing for some time. The Colonel first broke silence: ‘So you intend to give up this poor young fellow at the first brush?’

‘Who, I?’ replied the Counsellor. ‘I will not give up one hair of his head, though I should follow them to the court of last resort in his behalf; but what signified mooting points and showing one’s hand to that old ass? Much better he should report to his prompter, Glossin, that we are indifferent or lukewarm in the matter. Besides, I wished to have a peep at the enemies’ game.’

‘Indeed!’ said the soldier. ‘Then I see there are stratagems in law as well as war. Well, and how do you like their line of battle?’

‘Ingenious,’ said Mr. Pleydell, ‘but I think desperate; they are finessing too much, a common fault on such occasions.’

During this discourse the carriage rolled rapidly towards Woodbourne without anything occurring worthy