Perkins was off on the wings of love, to see Miss Lucy; and she and Aunt Biggs and Uncle Crampton had promised this very day to come and look at the apartments which Mrs.John Perkins was to occupy with her happy husband.
"Poor devil," so continued Mr.Scully's meditations, "it is almost too bad to do him out of his place; but my Bob wants it, and John's girl has, I hear, seven thousand pounds.His uncle will get him another place before all that money is spent." And herewith Mr.Scully began conning the speech which Perkins had made for him.
He had not read it more than six times,--in truth, he was getting it by heart,--when his head clerk came to him from the front room, bearing a card: a footman had brought it, who said his lady was waiting below.Lady Gorgon's name was on the card! To seize his hat and rush downstairs was, with Mr.Scully, the work of an infinitesimal portion of time.
It was indeed Lady Gorgon in her Gorgonian chariot.
"Mr.Scully," said she, popping her head out of window and smiling in a most engaging way, "I want to speak to you, on something very particular INDEED"--and she held him out her hand.Scully pressed it most tenderly: he hoped all heads in Bedford Row were at the windows to see him."I can't ask you into the carriage, for you see the governess is with me, and I want to talk secrets to you.""Shall I go and make a little promenade?" said mademoiselle, innocently.And her mistress hated her for that speech.
"No.Mr.Scully, I am sure, will let me come in for five minutes?"Mr.Scully was only too happy.My Lady descended and walked upstairs, leaning on the happy solicitor's arm.But how should he manage? The front room was consecrated to clerks; there were clerks too, as ill-luck would have it, in his private room."Perkins is out for the day," thought Scully; "I will take her into his room."And into Perkins's room he took her--ay, and he shut the double doors after him too, and trembled as he thought of his own happiness.
"What a charming little study," said Lady Gorgon, seating herself.
And indeed it was very pretty: for Perkins had furnished it beautifully, and laid out a neat tray with cakes, a cold fowl, and sherry, to entertain his party withal."And do you bachelors always live so well?" continued she, pointing to the little cold collation.
Mr.Scully looked rather blank when he saw it, and a dreadful suspicion crossed his soul; but there was no need to trouble Lady Gorgon with explanations: therefore, at once, and with much presence of mind, he asked her to partake of his bachelor's fare (she would refuse Mr.Scully nothing that day).A pretty sight would it have been for young Perkins to see strangers so unceremoniously devouring his feast.She drank--Mr.Scully drank--and so emboldened was he by the draught that he actually seated himself by the side of Lady Gorgon, on John Perkins's new sofa.
Her Ladyship had of course something to say to him.She was a pious woman, and had suddenly conceived a violent wish for building a chapel of ease at Oldborough, to which she entreated him to subscribe.She enlarged upon the benefits that the town would derive from it, spoke of Sunday-schools, sweet spiritual instruction, and the duty of all well-minded persons to give aid to the scheme.
"I will subscribe a hundred pounds," said Scully, at the end of her Ladyship's harangue: "would I not do anything for you?""Thank you, thank you, dear Mr.Scully," said the enthusiastic woman.(How the "dear" went burning through his soul!) "Ah!"added she, "if you WOULD but do anything for me--if you, who are so eminently, so truly distinguished, in a religious point of view, would but see the truth in politics too; and if I could see your name among those of the true patriot party in this empire, how blest--oh! how blest should I be! Poor Sir George often says he should go to his grave happy, could he but see you the guardian of his boy; and I, your old friend (for we WERE friends, William), how have I wept to think of you as one of those who are bringing our monarchy to ruin.Do, do promise me this too!" And she took his hand and pressed it between hers.
The heart of William Pitt Scully, during this speech, was thumping up and down with a frightful velocity and strength.His old love, the agency of the Gorgon property--the dear widow--five thousand a year clear--a thousand delicious hopes rushed madly through his brain, and almost took away his reason.And there she sat--she, the loved one, pressing his hand and looking softly into his eyes.
Down, down he plumped on his knees.
"Juliana!" shrieked he, "don't take away your hand! My love--my only love!--speak but those blessed words again! Call me William once more, and do with me what you will."Juliana cast down her eyes and said, in the very smallest type, "William!"
--when the door opened, and in walked Mr.Crampton, leading Mrs.
Biggs, who could hardly contain herself for laughing, and Mr.John Perkins, who was squeezing the arm of Miss Lucy.They had heard every word of the two last speeches.
