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Sturk moved his lips with a sort of Sturk groaned.
“See now," said Toole, “there's “ And, Doctor Sturk, you remem- time enough, and don't fatigue yourber you then said you had yourself self. There, now, rest quiet a minute.” scen Charles Archer do that murder ?” And he made himn swallow some
Sturk lifted his hand feebly enough more wine ; and felt bis pulse ; and to his forehead, and his lips moved, and shook his head despondingly at Lowe his
eyes closed. They thought he was behind his back. praying--possibly he was ; so they “How is it?" said Sturk, faintly, did not interrupt him ; and he said, “A little irritable - that's all,” all on a sudden, but in a low deject- said Toole. ed way, and with many pauses. “Till one night, I say”— Sturk re
“Charles Archer. I never saw sumed, after a minute or two, “it another such face ; 'tis always before came to me all at once, awake-I
a man that every- dont know-or in a dream ; in a mobody knew was dangerous-a damn- ment I had it all. 'Twas like a page able profligate besides—and, as all cut out of a book-lost for so many believed, capable of anything, though years." And Sturk moaned a denobody could actually bring anything spairing wish to heaven that the seclearly home to him but his bloodycret had never returned to him again. duels, which, however, were fairly “Yes sir-like a page cut out of a fought. I saw him only twice in my book, and never missed till 'twas life before I saw him here. I saw him found again ; and then sharp and fight Beau Langton; and I saw him clear, every letter from first to last. nurder Mr. Beauclerc. I saw it all!” Then sir--then-thinking 'twas no And the Doctor swore a shuddering use at that distance of time taking oath.
steps to punish him, I-I foolishly “I lay in the small room or closet let him understand I knew him. My off the chamber in which he slept. I mind misgave me from the first. i was suffering under a baul fracture, think it was my good angel that and dosed with opium. 'Tis all very warned me. But 'tis no use now. strange, sir. I saw everything that I'm not a man to be easily frightened. happened. I saw him stab Beauclerc. But it seemed to ine be was someDon't question me; it tires me. I thing altogether worse than a man, think 'twas a dagger. It looked like and like-like Satan ; and too much a small bayonet. I'll tell you how – for me every way. If I was wise I'd all, by-and-by.
have left him alone. But 'tis no He sipped a little wine and water, good fretting now. It was to be. I and wiped his lips with a very tre- was too outspoken— 'twas always my mulous handkerchief.
way--and I let him know; and--and “I never spoke of it, for I could you see, he meant to make away with not. The whole of that five ininutes' me. He tried to take my life, sir ; and work slipped from my mind, and was I think he has done it. I'll never gone quite and clean when I awoke. rise froin this bed, gentlemen. I'm What I saw I could not interrupt. I done for.' was in a cataleptic state, I suppose. I 'Come, Doctor Sturk, you mustn't could not speak ; but I saw like a talk that way, Pell will be out this lynx, and heard every whisper. When evening, and Dillon maybe-though I wakened in the morning I remem- faith! I don't quite know that Pell bered nothing. I did not know I had will meet him--but we'll put our a secret. The knowledge was sealed heads together, and deuce is in it or up till the time came. A sight of we'll set you on your legs again.” Charles Archer's face at any time Sturk was screwing his lips sternly would have had, as I suppose, the together, and the lines of his gruft same effect. When saw him here, haggard face were quivering, and a the first time, it was at the General's, sudden tear or two started down from at Belmont ; though he was changed his closed eye. by time, and carefully disguised, all “I'm-I'm a little nervous, gentlewould not do. I felt the sight of him men-I'll be right just now. I'd like was fatal. I was quite helpless ; but to see the--the children, if they're in my mind never stopped working upon the way, that's all-by-and-by you it till--fill"
“ And sir,
" I've got Pell out, you see-not again. And on the lobby he gave that there's any special need—you her, with a cheery countenance, all know; but he was here before, and the ambiguous comfort he could. it wouldn't do to offend him; and And Lowe asked Mrs. Sturk for more he'll see you this afternoon.”
pens and paper, and himself went “I thank you, sir,” said Sturk, in down to give his man a direction at the same dejected way.
the door, and on the way, in the hall, ," said Lowe, “if you Toole looking this way and that, to please, I'll get this statement into see they weren't observed, backed the shape of a deposition or informa- him into the front parlour, and said tion, for you see 'tis of the vastest he, in a low key-imaginable importance, and exactly The pulse are up a bit, not very tallies with evidence we've got else- much, but still I don't like it--and where, and 'twouldn't do, sir, to let it very hard, you see—and what we've slip.
to dread you know's inflammation ; And Toole thought he saw a little and he's so shocking low, my dear sir, flush mount into Sturk's sunken face, we must let him have wine and other and he hastened to say
things, or we'll lose him that way ; “What we desire, Doctor Sturk, is and you see it is a mighty unpleasant to be able to act promptly in this case." case of my Lord Dunoran. Measures And coming into the hall, in a loud must be taken instantly, you see, for confident voice he cried—“And I'll be 'tis of old standing, and not a day to here again by half-past one o'clock." he lost, and there's why Mr. Lowe is And so he beckoned to the boy with so urgent to get your statement in his horse to come up, and chatted in white and black."
the interim to Mr. Lowe upon the * And sworn to," added Mr. Lowc. steps, and told him how to manage
“I'll swear it,” said Sturk in the him if he grew exhausted over his same sad tones.
narrative; and then, mounting his nag, And Mrs. Sturk came in, and and kissing his hand and waving his Toole gave leave for chicken broth hat to Mrs. Sturk, who was looking at twelve o'clock, about two table- out upon him from Barney's window, spoonsful, and the saine at half-past he rode away for Dublin. one, when he hoped to he back
RELATING ALL THAT DOCTOR TOOLE HEARD AT MR. LUKE GAMBLx's.
Tools, on reaching town, spurred a little sheepishly. Indeed, his exon to the dingy residence of Mr. Luke periences of life, and the situations in Gamble. It must be allowed that he which he had found himself since had no clear intention of taking any they last met, were rather eccentric step whatsoever in consequence of and instructive than quite pleasant to what he might hear. But the little remember. And Nutter in his way fellow was deuced curious; and Dirty was a proud fellow, and neither liked Davy's confidence gave him a sort of to be gaped at nor pitied. right to be satisfied.
But Toole was a thorough partizan So with his whip under his arm, of his, and had been urgent for perand a good deal out of breath, for the mission to see him in gaol, and they stairs were steep, he bounced into knew how true he had been to poor the attorney's sanctum.
Sally Nutter, and altogether felt very “Who's that? Is that? -Why, much at home with him. bless my soul ! it's yourself,” cried So sitting in that twilight room, Toole, after an astonished pause of a flanked with piles of expended briefs, few seconds at the door, springing for- and surrounded with neatly docketted ward, and grasping Nutter by both packets of attested copies, notices, hands, and shaking them vehemently, affidavits, and other engines of legal and grinning very joyously and kindly war-little Toole, having expended the while.
his congratulations, and his private Nutter received him cordially, but knowledge of Sturk's revelations, fell upon the immediate subject of his “ And I had, moreover," said he, visit.
“to make another admission for the “That rogue, Davy O'Reegan, look- same reason, videlicet, that Mary ed in on me, not an hour ago, at the Matchwell, who now occupies a porPhoenix, and I'm afraid he'll give us tion of the Mills, the promovent in this a deal of trouble yet. He told me a suit, and Mary Duncan mentioned in plenty of lies, I make no doubt ; press- that certificate, are one and the same ing me to use my interest with your person. Here's our answer to their good lady to leave the house and notice, admitting the fact.” furniture to Mary Matchwell, quietly, “I thank you," said Toole again, if you please. But we're not so easily rather savagely, for a glance over his bubbled, sir. He told me that the shoulder had shown him the Attorcertificate
ney's face grinning with malicious “Ay-here's a copy ;” and Luke amusement, as it seemed to him, Gamble threw a paper on the table while he readjusted the packet of before him.
papers from which he had just taken “That's it-Mary Duncan–1750— the notice ; “I saw it, sir, your brothe very thing the rascal! Well,” ther lawyer, Mr. O'Reegan, sir, he said, “ you know, but I knew showed it me this morning.' better, that you had admitted the cer- And Toole thought of poor little tificate formally."
Sally Nutter, and all the wreck and “So I have, sir,” said Mr. Gamble ruin coming upon her and the Mills; drily, stuffing his hands into his and began to con over his own liabreeches pockets, and staring straight bilities, and to reflect seriously wheat Toole with elevated eyebrows, and ther, in some of his brisk altercations as the little Doctor thought, with a on her behalf with Dirty Davy and very odd expression in his eyes. his client, he might not have com“ You have, sir ?"
mitted himself rather dangerously “I have !" and then followed a little and especially the consequences of pause, and Mr. Gamble said
his morning's collision with Davy “I did so, sir, because there's no grew in darkness and magnitude very disputing it--and--and I think, Doc- seriously, as he reflected that his entire tor Toole, I know something of my statement had turned out to be true, business."
and that he and his client were on There was another pause, during the winning side. which Toole, flushed and shocked, “It seems to me, sir, you might turned his gaze from Gambleto Nutter. have given some of poor Mrs. Nut“'Tis a true bill
, then?" said Toole ter's friends at Chapelizod a hint of scarcely above his breath and very the state of things. I, sir, and Fadismally
ther Roache-we've meddled, sir, more A swarthy flush covered Nutter's in the business than-than-but no dark face. The man was ashamed. matter now-and all under a delu
“ 'Tis nigh eighteen years ago, sir, sion, sir. And poor Mistress Sally said Nutter, embarrassed, as he well Nutter-she doesn't seem to trouble might be. “I was a younger man,
you much, sir.” then, and was bit, sir, as many an- He observed that the Attorney was other has been, and that's all." chuckling to himself still more and
Toole got up, stood before the fire- more undisguisedly, as he slipped the place, and hung his head, with com- notice back again into its place. pressed lips, and there was a silence, “You gentlemen of the law think interrupted by the hard man of law, of nothing, sir, but your clients. I who was now tumbling over his papers suppose 'tis a good rule ; but it may in search of a document, and hum- be pushed somewhat far. And what ming a tune as he did so.
do you propose to do for poor Mis" It may be a good move for Charles tress Sally Nutter?” demanded Toole, Nutter, sir, but it looks very like a very sternly, for his blood was up. check-mate for poor Sally," inuttered "She has heard from us this Toole angrily.
morning," said Mr. Gamble, grinning Mr. Luke Gamble either did not on his watch, " and she knows all by hear him, or did not care a farthing this time; and 'tisn't a button to what he said; and he hummed his her.” tune very contentedly.
And the Attorney laughed in his
face; and Nutter, who had looked But Toole broke away from him sulky and uncomfortable, could resist sulkily, withno longer, and broke into a queer “I wish you a good morning, sir.” responsive grin. It seemed to Toole It was quite true that Sally Nutter like a horrid dream.
was to hear from Charles and Mr. There was a tap at the door just at Gamble that morning ; for about the this moment.
time at which Toole was in confer"Come in,” cried Mr. Gamble, still ence with those two gentlemen in exploding in comfortable little bursts Dublin, two coaches drew up at the of half-suppressed laughter.
Mills. “Oh! 'tis you? Very good, sir," Mr.Gamble's conducting gentleman said Mr. Gamble, sobering a little. was in one, and two mysterious perHe was the same lanky, vulgar, and sonages sat in the other. slightly-squinting gentleman, pitted "I
want to see Mrs. Nutter,” said with the small-pox, whom Toole had Mr. Gamble's emissary. seen on a former occasion. And the “Mrs. Nutter's in the parlour, at little Doctor thought he looked even your service," answered the lean more cunning and meaner than be- grinning maid who had opened the fore. Everything had grown to look door, and who recognised the genrepulsive, and every face was sinister tleman in question as an adherent of now; and the world began to look the enemy, and assumed her most like a horrible masquerade full of impertinent leer and tone on the half-detected murderers, traitors, and instant. miscreants.
The ambassador looked in and “There isn't a soul you can trust drew back. ---'tis enough to turn a man's head ; “Oh, then, 'tisn't the mistress you ’tis sickening, by George!" grumbled want, but the master's old housethe little Doctor fiercely.
keeper; ask her.” Here's a gentleman, sir,” said And she nodded toward Moggy, Gamble, waving his pen towards whose head was over the banister. Toole, with a chuckle, “who believes So as he followed that honest handthat ladies like to recover their hus- maiden up the stairs, he drew from bands.”
his coat-pocket a bundle of papers, The fellow grew red, and grinned and glanced at their endorsements, for a sly uneasy grin, looking stealthily he had a long exposition to make, at Toole, who was rapidly growing and then some important measures angry.
to execute. Yes, sir, and one who believes, Toole had to make up for lost time; too, that gentlemen ought to protect and as he rode at a smart canter into their wives,” added the little Doctor, the village, he fancied he observed the hotly.
signs of an unusual excitement there. “As soon as they know who they There were some faces at the winare,” muttered the Attorney to his pa- dows, some people on their door-steps, pers.
and a few groups in the street; they “I think, gentlemen, I'm rather in were all looking in the Dublin diyour way,” said Toole, with a gloomy rection. He had a nod or two as he briskness; “I think ’tis better I passed. Toole thought forth with of should go. I-I'm somewhat amazed, Mr. David O’Reegan--people gengentlemen, and I-I wish you a good erally refer phenomena to what most morning.
concerns themselves and a dim horAnd Toole made them a very stern ror of some unknown summary probow, and walked out at the wrong cess dismayed him; but his hall-door door.
shone peaceably in the sun, and his "This way, by your leave, Doctor," boy stood whistling on the steps, said Mr. Gamble, opening the right with his hands in his pockets. one; and at the head of the stairs he Nobody had been there since. took Toole by the cuff, and said he-- Pell had not yet called at Sturk's.
“After all, 'tis but just the wrong And what's happened--what's Mrs. Nutter should give place to the the neighbours lookin' after ?” said right; and if you go down to the Toole, as his own glance followed Mills to-morrow, you'll find she's not the general direction, so soon as he so bad as you think her.”
“ 'Twas a coach that had driven old blue and silver coat on the box through the town, at a thundering with the driver-eh ?" pace, with some men inside, from “The same," said the boy ; and the Knockmaroon direction, and a Toole, with difficulty swallowing lady that was screeching: She down his rage, hurried into his house, broke one of the coach windows in resolved to take Lowe's advice on the Martin's-row, and the other--there, matter, and ready to swear to poor just opposite the Phænix.” The glass Sally's perfect sanity--" the crature ! was glittering on the road. “She had the villains !" rings on her hand, and her knuckles But now he had only a moment to were all bleeding, and it was said pull off his boots, to get into his grapd 'twas poor Mrs. Nutter going away costume, and seize his cane and his with the keepers to a mad-house." muff, too—for he sported one; and so,
Toole turned pale and ground his transformed and splendid, he marched teeth, looking towards Dublin. down the paved trottoir_Doctor
“I passed it myself near Island- Pell, happily, not yet arrived-to bridge; I did hear screeching, but I Sturk's house. There was a hackney thought 'twas from t'other side of coach near the steps. the wall. There was a fellow in an
DOCTOR PELL REFUSES HIS FEE, AND DOCTOR STURK LEAVES HIS BEDCHAMBRR,
On entering the front parlour from divil-be gannies! An' be's levanted, whence, in no small excitement, there or else tuck for debt. Brass Castle issued the notes of a coarse diapason, brass forehead, bedad. Brass, like which he fancied was known to him, Goliath, from head to heels, bedad; an' he found the visitor in somewhat by the heels he's laid, I'll take my tempestuous conference with Mr. davey, considherin' at his laysure Justice Lowe.
which is the strongesta brass castle He was, in fact, no other than Black or a stone jug. An' where, sir, am I to Dillon ; black enough he looked just get my five hundhred guineas--where, now. He had only a moment before sir ?" he thundered, staring first in returned from a barren visit to the Lowe's face, then in Toole's, and Brass Castle, and was in no mood to dealing the table a lusty blow at each be trifled with.
interrogatory. 'Twasn't I, sir, but Mr. Danger- "I think, sir," said Lowe, anticifield, who promised you five hundred pating Toole, you'd do well to guineas," said Mr. "Lowe with dry consider the sick man, sir.” The noise nonchalance.
certainly was considerable. "Five hundred fiddles," retorted "I don't know, sir, that the sick Doctor Dillon-his phrase was coarser, man's considherin' me much,"retorted and Toole at that moment entering Doctor Dillon. “Sick man-sick the door, and divining the situation grandmother's aunt ! If you can't from the Doctor's famished glare and speak like a man o’sense, don't spake, wild gestures, exploded, I'm sorry at any rate, like a justice o' the pace. to say, in a momentary burst of Sick man, indeed! why there's not a laughter into his cocked hat. 'Twas crature livin' barrin' a natural eediot, instantly checked, however; and or an apothecary, that doesn't know when Dillon turned his flaming eyes the man's dead; he's dead, sir ; but upon him, the little Doctor made him 'tisn't so with me; an' I can't get on a bow of superlative gravity, which without vittles, aná vittles isn't to be the furious hero of the trepan was had without money ; that's logic, Mr. too full of his wrongs to notice in any Justice ; that's a medical fact, Mr. way.
Docthor. An' how am I to get my “I was down at his house, five hundhred guineas'? I say, you bedad, the 'Brass Castle,' if you plaise, and you--the both o’ye-that preand not a brass farthin' for my pains, vented me of going last night to his nothing there but an ould woman, as brass castle-brass snuff-box-'tis ould and as ugly as himself, or the little bigger-an' gettin' my money.