It had been previously arranged, that we were to return for my sister,

and afterwards visit some of the sights; but the clouded visages of her

father and mother darkened the very spirit of Rachel, and she largely

shared in their fears. This, however, was not the gravest part of the

business; for, instead of going to St. Paul's and the Tower, as we had

intended, my mother declared, that not one farthing would they spend more

till they were satisfied that the expenses already incurred were likely

to be reimbursed; and a Chancery suit, with all the horrors of wig and

gown, floated in spectral haziness before their imagination.

We sat down to a frugal meal, and although the remainder of a bottle of

wine, saved from the preceding day, hardly afforded a glass apiece, the

Doctor absolutely prohibited me from opening another.

This morning, faithful to the hour, we were again in Broad Street, with

hearts knit up into the most peremptory courage; and, on being announced,

were immediately admitted to Mr. Argent. He received us with the same

ease as in the first interview, and, after requesting us to be seated

(which, by the way, he did not do yesterday, a circumstance that was

ominously remarked), he began to talk on indifferent matters. I could

see that a question, big with law and fortune, was gathering in the

breasts both of the Doctor and my mother, and that they were in a state

far from that of the blessed. But one of the clerks, before they had

time to express their indignant suspicions, entered with a paper, and Mr.

Argent, having glanced it over, said to the Doctor--"I congratulate you,

sir, on the amount of the colonel's fortune. I was not indeed aware

before that he had died so rich. He has left about 120,000 pounds;

seventy-five thousand of which is in the five per cents; the remainder in

India bonds and other securities. The legacies appear to be

inconsiderable, so that the residue to you, after paying them and the

expenses of Doctors' Commons, will exceed a hundred thousand pounds."

My father turned his eyes upwards in thankfulness. "But," continued Mr.

Argent, "before the property can be transferred, it will be necessary for

you to provide about four thousand pounds to pay the duty and other

requisite expenses." This was a thunderclap. "Where can I get such a

sum?" exclaimed my father, in a tone of pathetic simplicity. Mr. Argent

smiled and said, "We shall manage that for you"; and having in the same

moment pulled a bell, a fine young man entered, whom he introduced to us

as his son, and desired him to explain what steps it was necessary for

the Doctor to take. We accordingly followed Mr. Charles Argent to his

own room.




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