Confessions Of Con Cregan, the Irish Gil Blas. Lever Charles James

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СКАЧАТЬ this morning in the stable, then,” said Taperton; “if you want to hear further particulars, you must ask your friend the Count Radchoffsky!”

      “The scoundrel! the black-hearted villain! I see it all!” cried Broughton. “Come, Taperton, let us start! I’ll go with you; by Jove, you have found a way to make me eager for the road!”

      The lawyer read in the bloodshot eye and flushed face the passion for vengeance that was boiling within him, but he never spoke as they moved on and entered the carriage.

      It was full three hours before the expected time of his return, when the chaise in which they travelled drew up at the Clarendon, and Broughton, half wild with rage, dashed upstairs to the suite of splendid rooms he occupied.

      “Oh, dear, Sir Dudley,” cried the maid, as she saw him hastening along the corridor, “oh, I ‘m sure, sir, how you ‘ll alarm my lady if she sees you so flurried!”

      “Stand out of the way, woman!” said he, roughly, endeavoring to push her to one side, for she had actually placed herself between him and the door of the drawing-room.

      “Surely, sir, you’ll not terrify my lady! Surely, Sir Dudley – ”

      Despite her cries, for they had now become such, Broughton pushed her rudely from the spot, and entered the room.

      Great was his astonishment to find Lady Broughton, whom he had left so ill, not only up, but dressed as if for the promenade; her face was flushed, and her eye restless and feverish; and her whole manner exhibited the highest degree of excitement.

      Broughton threw down his hat upon the table, and then, returning to the door, locked and bolted it.

      “Good Heavens, Dudley!” exclaimed she, in a voice of terror, “what has happened?”

      “Everything!” said he; “utter ruin! The whole crew of creditors are in full chase after me, and in a few hours we shall be stripped of all we possess.”

      She drew a long full breath as she listened; and had her husband been in a mood to mark it, he might have seen how lightly his terrible tidings affected her.

      “I must fly! Taperton – he’s in the carriage below – says France, at least for some weeks, till we can make some compromise or other; but I have one debt that must be acquitted before I leave.”

      There was a terrible significance in the words, and she was sick to the heart as she asked, “What, and to whom?”

      “Radchoffsky!” cried he, savagely; “that scoundrel whom I trusted like a brother!”

      Lady Broughton fell back, and for a moment her motionless limbs and pallid features seemed like fainting; but with a tremendous effort rallying herself, she said, “Go on!”

      “He betrayed me, – told every circumstance of my book! And the mare I had backed for more than thirty thousand is dying this instant; so that I am not only ruined, but dishonored!”

      She sat with wide staring eyes and half-open lips while he spoke, nor did she seem, in the fearful confusion of her fear, to understand fully all he said.

      “Have I not spoken plainly?” said he, angrily. “Don’t you comprehend me when I say that to-morrow I shall be branded as a defaulter at the settling? But enough of this. Tell Millar to get a portmanteau ready for me. I ‘ll start this evening; the interval is short enough for all I have to do.” As he spoke, he hastened to his bedroom, and, providing himself with a case containing his duelling-pistols, he hurried downstairs, ordering the postilion to drive to the Russian Embassy.

      The carriage was scarce driven from the door when Lady Broughton, taking a key from her pocket, opened a small door which led from the drawing-room into her dressing-room, from which the count walked forth, – his calm features unruffled and easy as though no emotion had ever stirred them.

      “You heard what Broughton said?” whispered she, in an accent of faltering agitation.

      “Oui, parbleu, every word of it!” replied he, laughing gently. “The people of the house might almost have heard him.”

      “And is it true?” asked she, while a cold sickness crept over her, and her mouth was shaken convulsively.

      “I believe so,” said he, calmly.

      “Oh, Alexis, do not say so!” cried she, in an agony of grief; “or, least of all, in such a voice as that.”

      He shrugged his shoulders; and then, after a moment’s pause, said, “I confess myself quite unprepared for this show of affection, madame – ”

      “Not so, Alexis. It is for you I am concerned; for your honor as a gentleman; for your fair fame among men – ”

      “Pardon, madame, if I interrupt you; but the defence of my honor must be left to myself – ”

      “If I had but thought this of you – ”

      “It is never too late for repentance, madame. I should be sorry to think I could deceive you.”

      “Oh, it is too late, far too late!” cried she, bursting into tears. “Let us go! I must never see him again! I would not live over that last half-hour again to save me from a death of torture!”

      “Allow me, then,” said he, taking her shawl and draping it on her shoulders. “The carriage is ready;” and with these words, spoken with perfect calm, he presented his arm and led her from the room.

      To return to Sir Dudley. On arriving at the Russian Embassy, he could learn nothing of the whereabouts of him he sought; a young secretary, however, with whom he had some intimacy, drawing him to one side, whispered, “Wait here a moment; I have a strange revelation to make you, – but in confidence, remember, for it must not get abroad.” The story was this: Count Radchoffsky had been, on his recall from the Embassy, detected in some Polish intrigue, and ordered to absent himself from the capital and preserve a life of strict retirement, under police “surveillance;” from this, he had managed to escape and reach England, with forged credentials of Envoy Extraordinary; the mission being an invention of his own, to gain currency in the world and obtain for him loans of large sums from various houses in the “City.” “As he knows,” continued Broughton’s informant, “from his former experience, the day of our courier’s expected arrival, he has up to this lived fearlessly and openly; but the despatch having reached us through the French cabinet sooner than he expected, his plot is revealed. The great difficulty is to avoid all publicity; for we must have no magisterial interference, no newspaper or police notoriety; all must be done quietly, and he must be shipped off to Russia without a rumor of the affair getting abroad.”

      Broughton heard all this with the dogged satisfaction of a man who did not well know whether to be pleased or otherwise that an object of personal vengeance had been withdrawn from him.

      But not accustomed to dwell long on any subject where the main interest of his own line of action was wanting, he drove home to his hotel to hasten the preparations for his departure. On his arrival at the Clarendon, a certain bustle and movement in the hall and on the stairs attracted his attention, and before he could inquire the cause, a half whisper, “There he is; that’s Sir Dudley!” made him turn round; the same instant a heavy hand was laid on his shoulder, and a man said, “I arrest you, Sir Dudley Broughton, at the suit of Messrs. Worrit and Sneare, Lombard Street.”

      “Be calm; don’t make any resistance,” whispered Taperton in СКАЧАТЬ