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第18章 BOOK THE SECOND:THE GOLDEN THREAD(1)

VII.FIVE YEARS LATER

T ellson's Bank by Temple Bar was an old-fashioned place,even in the year one thousand seven hundred and eighty. It was very small,very dark,very ugly,very incommodious.It was an old-fashioned place,moreover,in the moral attribute that the partners in the House were proud of its smallness,proud of its darkness,proud of its ugliness,proud of its incommodiousness.They were even boastful of its eminence in those particulars,and were fired by an express conviction that,if it were less objectionable,it would be less respectable.This was no passive belief,but an active weapon which they flashed at more convenient places of business.Tellson's(they said)wanted no elbow-room,Tellson's wanted no light,Tellson's wanted no embellishment.Noakes and Co.'s might,or Snooks Brothers'might;but Tellson's,thank Heaven!—Any one of these partners would have disinherited his son on the question of rebuilding Tellson's.In this respect the House was much on a par with the Country;which did very often disinherit its sons for suggesting improvements in laws and customs that had long been highly objectionable,but were only the more respectable.

Thus it had come to pass,that Tellson's was the triumphant perfection of inconvenience. After bursting open a door of idiotic obstinacy with a weak rattle in its throat,you fell into Tellson's down two steps,and came to your senses in a miserable little shop,with two little counters,where the oldest of men made yourcheque shake as if the wind rustled it,while they examined the signature by the dingiest of windows,which were always under a shower-bath of mud from Fleet Street,and which were made the dingier by their own iron bars proper,and the heavy shadow of Temple Bar.If your business necessitated your seeing'the House,'you were put into a species of Condemned Hold at the back,where you meditated on a misspent life,until the House came with its hands in its pockets,and you could hardly blink at it in the dismal twilight.Your money came out of,or went into,wormy old wooden drawers,particles of which flew up your nose and down your throat when they were opened and shut.Your banknotes had a musty odour,as if they were fast decomposing into rags again.Your plate was stowed away among the neighbouring cesspools,and evil communications corrupted its good polish in a day or two.Your deeds got into extemporised strong-rooms made of kitchens and sculleries,and fretted all the fat out of their parchments into the banking-house air.Your lighter boxes of family papers went upstairs into a Barmecide room,that always had a great dining-table in it and never had a dinner,and where,even in the year one thousand seven hundred and eighty,the first letters written to you by your old love,or by your little children,were but newly released from the horror of being ogled through the windows,by the heads exposed on Temple Bar with an insensate brutality and ferocity worthy of Abyssinia or Ashantee.

But indeed,at that time,putting to death was a recipe much in vogue with all trades and professions,and not least of all with Tellson's. Death is Nature's remedy for all things,and why not Legislation's?Accordingly,the forger was put to Death;theutterer of a bad note was put to Death;the unlawful opener of a letter was put to Death;the purloiner of forty shillings and sixpence was put to Death;the holder of a horse at Tellson's door,who made off with it,was put to Death;the coiner of a bad shilling was put to Death;the sounders of three-fourths of the notes in the whole gamut of Crime,were put to Death.Not that it did the least good in the way of prevention—it might almost have been worth remarking that the fact was exactly the reverse—but,it cleared off(as to this world)the trouble of each particular case,and left nothing else connected with it to be looked after.Thus,Tellson's,in its day,like greater places of business,its contemporaries,had taken so many lives,that,if the heads laid low before it had been ranged on Temple Bar instead of being privately disposed of,they would probably have excluded what little light the ground floor had,in a rather significant manner.

Cramped in all kinds of dim cupboards and hutches at Tellson's,the oldest of men carried on the business gravely. When they took a young man into Tellson's London house,they hid him somewhere till he was old.They kept him in a dark place,like a cheese,until he had the full Tellson flavour and blue-mould upon him.Then only was he permitted to be seen,spectacularly poring over large books,and casting his breeches and gaiters into the general weight of the establishment.

Outside Tellson's—never by any means in it,unless called in—was an odd-job-man,an occasional porter and messenger,who served as the live sign of the house. He was never absent during business hours,unless upon an errand,and then he was represented by his son:a grisly urchin of twelve,who was his express image.People understood that Tellson's,in a stately way,tolerated the odd-job-man.The house had always tolerated some person in that capacity,and time and tide had drifted this person to the post.His surname was Cruncher,and on the youthful occasion of his renouncing by proxy the works of darkness,in the easterly parish church of Houndsditch,he had received the added appellation of Jerry.

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