``Having been of late taken into copartnery,'' continued Miss Wardour, reading the letter, ``by Mr.Gilbert Greenhorn, son of your late correspondent and man of business, Girnigo Greenhorn, Esq., writer to the signet, whose business I conducted as parliament-house clerk for many years, which business will in future be carried on under the firm of Greenhorn and Grinderson (which I memorandum for the sake of accuracy in addressing your future letters), and having had of late favours of yours, directed to my aforesaid partner, Gilbert Greenhorn, in consequence of his absence at the Lamberton races, have the honour to reply to your said favours.''
``You see my friend is methodical, and commences by explaining the causes which have procured me so modest and elegant a correspondent.Go on--I can bear it.''
And he laughed that bitter laugh which is perhaps the most fearful expression of mental misery.Trembling to proceed, and yet afraid to disobey, Miss Wardour continued to read--``I am for myself and partner, sorry we cannot oblige you by looking out for the sums you mention, or applying for a suspension in the case of Goldiebirds' bond, which would be more inconsistent, as we have been employed to act as the said Goldiebirds' procurators and attorneys, in which capacity we have taken out a charge of horning against you, as you must be aware by the schedule left by the messenger, for the sum of four thousand seven hundred and fifty-six pounds five shillings and sixpence one-fourth of a penny sterling, which, with annual-rent and expenses effeiring, we presume will be settled during the currency of the charge, to prevent further trouble.Same time, I am under the necessity to observe our own account, amounting to seven hundred and sixty-nine pounds ten shillings and sixpence, is also due, and settlement would be agreeable; but as we hold your rights, title-deeds, and documents in hypothec, shall have no objection to give reasonable time--say till the next money term.
I am, for myself and partner, concerned to add, that Messrs.
Goldiebirds' instructions to us are to proceed _peremptorie_ and _sine mora,_ of which I have the pleasure to advise you, to prevent future mistakes, reserving to ourselves otherwise to ag as accords.
I am, for self and partner, dear sir, your obliged humble servant, Gabriel Grinderson, for Greenhorn and Grinderson.''
``Ungrateful villain!'' said Miss Wardour.
``Why, no--it's in the usual rule, I suppose; the blow could not have been perfect if dealt by another hand--it's all just as it should be,'' answered the poor Baronet, his affected composure sorely belied by his quivering lip and rolling eye--``But here's a postscript I did not notice--come, finish the epistle.''
``I have to add (not for self but partner) that Mr.Greenhorn will accommodate you by taking your service of plate, or the bay horses, if sound in wind and limb, at a fair appreciation, in part payment of your accompt.''
``G--d confound him!'' said Sir Arthur, losing all command of himself at this condescending proposal: ``his grandfather shod my father's horses, and this descendant of a scoundrelly blacksmith proposes to swindle me out of mine! But I will write him a proper answer.''
And he sate down and began to write with great vehemence, then stopped and read aloud:--``Mr.Gilbert Greenhorn,--in answer to two letters of a late date, I received a letter from a person calling himself Grinderson, and designing himself as your partner.When I address any one, I do not usually expect to be answered by deputy--I think I have been useful to your father, and friendly and civil to yourself, and therefore am now surprised--And yet,'' said he, stopping short, ``why should I be surprised at that or anything else? or why should I take up my time in writing to such a scoundrel?--I shan't be always kept in prison, I suppose; and to break that puppy's bones when I get out, shall be my first employment.''
``In prison, sir?'' said Miss Wardour, faintly.
``Ay, in prison to be sure.Do you make any question about that? Why, Mr.what's his name's fine letter for self and partner seems to be thrown away on you, or else you have got four thousand so many hundred pounds, with the due proportion of shillings, pence, and half-pence, to pay that aforesaid demand, as he calls it.''
``I, sir? O if I had the means!--But where's my brother?
--why does he not come, and so long in Scotland? He might do something to assist us.''
``Who, Reginald?--I suppose he's gone with Mr.Gilbert Greenhorn, or some such respectable person, to the Lamberton races--I have expected him this week past; but I cannot wonder that my children should neglect me as well as every other person.But I should beg your pardon, my love, who never either neglected or offended me in your life.''
And kissing her cheek as she threw her arms round his neck, he experienced that consolation which a parent feels, even in the most distressed state, in the assurance that he possesses the affection of a child.
Miss Wardour took the advantage of this revulsion of feeling, to endeavour to soothe her father's mind to composure.She reminded him that he had many friends.
``I had many once,'' said Sir Arthur; ``but of some I have exhausted their kindness with my frantic projects; others are unable to assist me--others are unwilling.It is all over with me.I only hope Reginald will take example by my folly.''
``Should I not send to Monkbarns, sir?'' said his daughter.
``To what purpose? He cannot lend me such a sum, and would not if he could, for he knows I am otherwise drowned in debt; and he would only give me scraps of misanthropy and quaint ends of Latin.''
``But he is shrewd and sensible, and was bred to business, and, I am sure, always loved this family.''
``Yes, I believe he did.It is a fine pass we are come to, when the affection of an Oldbuck is of consequence to a Wardour!
