The Bramleighs of Bishop's Folly. Lever Charles James

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      “Yes, he is over here now, and I gather, too, has contrived to interest some people in his pretensions.”

      “Does he affect the station of a gentleman?”

      “Thoroughly; he is, I am told, well-mannered, prepossessing in appearance, and presentable in every respect.”

      “Let us ask him over to Castello, Sedley,” said Bramleigh, laughing.

      “I ‘ve known of worse strategy,” said the lawyer, dryly.

      “What! are you actually serious?”

      “I say that such a move might not be the worst step to an amicable settlement. In admitting the assailant to see all the worth and value of the fortress, it would also show him the resources for defence, and he might readily compute what poor chances were his against such odds.”

      “Still, I doubt if I could bring myself to consent to it. There is a positive indignity in making any concession to such a palpable imposture.”

      “Not palpable till proven. The most unlikely cases have now and then pushed some of our ablest men to upset. Attack can always choose its own time, its own ground, and is master of almost every condition of the combat.”

      “I declare, Sedley, if this man had retained your services to make a good bargain for him, he could scarcely have selected a more able agent.”

      “You could not more highly compliment the zeal I am exercising in your service.”

      “Well, I take it I must leave the whole thing in your hands. I shall not prolong my stay in town. I wanted to do something in the city, but I find these late crashes in the banks have spread such terror and apprehension, that nobody will advance a guinea on anything. There is an admirable opening just now – coal.”

      “In Egypt?”

      “No, in Ireland.”

      “Ah, in Ireland? That’s very different. You surely cannot expect capital will take that channel?”

      “You are an admirable lawyer, Sedley. I am told London has not your equal as a special pleader, but let me tell you you are not either a projector or a politician. I am both, and I declare to you that this country which you deride and distrust is the California of Great Britain. Write to me at your earliest; finish this business if you can, out of hand, and if you make good terms for me I ‘ll send you some shares in an enterprise – an Irish enterprise – which will pay you a better dividend than some of your East county railroads.”

      “Have you changed the name of your place? Your son, Mr. John Bramleigh, writes ‘Bishop’s Folly’ at the top of his letter.”

      “It is called Castello, sir. I am not responsible for the silly caprices of a sailor.”

      CHAPTER XVI.. SOME MISUNDERSTANDINGS

      Lord Culduff and Colonel Bramleigh spoke little to each other as they journeyed back to Ireland. Each fell back upon the theme personally interesting to him, and cared not to impart it to his neighbor. They were not like men who had so long travelled the same road in life that by a dropping word a whole train of associations can be conjured up, and familiar scenes and people be passed in review before the mind.

      A few curt sentences uttered by Bramleigh told how matters stood in the City – money was “tight” being the text of all he said; but of that financial sensitiveness that shrinks timidly from all enterprise after a period of crash and bankruptcy, Culduff could make nothing. In his own craft nobody dreaded the fire because his neighbor’s child was burned, and he could not see why capitalists should not learn something from diplomacy.

      Nor was Colonel Bramleigh, on his side, much better able to follow the subjects which had interest for his companion. The rise and fall of kingdoms, the varying fortunes of states, impressed themselves upon the City man by the condition of financial credit they implied, and a mere glance at the price of a foreign loan conveyed to his appreciation a more correct notion of a people than all the blue-books and all the correspondence with plenipotentiaries.

      These were not Culduffs views. His code – it is the code of all his calling – was: No country of any pretensions, no more than any gentleman of blood and family, ever became bankrupt. Pressed, hard-pushed, he would say, Yes! we all of us have had our difficulties, and to surmount them occasionally we are driven to make unprofitable bargains, but we “rub through,” and so will Greece and Spain and those other countries where they are borrowing at twelve or twenty per cent, and raise a loan each year to discharge the dividends.

      Not only, then, were these two little gifted with qualities to render them companionable to each other, but from the totally different way every event and every circumstance presented itself to their minds, each grew to conceive for the other a sort of depreciatory estimate as of one who only could see a very small part of any subject, and even that colored and tinted by the hues of his own daily calling.

      “So, then,” said Culduff, after listening to a somewhat lengthy explanation from Bramleigh of why and how it was that there was nothing to be done financially at the moment, – “so, then, I am to gather the plan of a company to work the mines is out of the question?”

      “I would rather call it deferred than abandoned,” was the cautious reply.

      “In my career what we postpone we generally prohibit. And what other course is open to us?”

      “We can wait, my Lord, we can wait. Coal is not like indigo or tobacco; it is not a question of hours – whether the crop be saved or ruined. We can wait.”

      “Very true, sir; but I cannot wait. There are some urgent calls upon me just now, the men who are pressing which will not be so complaisant as to wait either.”

      “I was always under the impression, my Lord, that your position as a peer, and the nature of the services that you were engaged in, were sufficient to relieve you from all the embarrassments that attach to humbler men in difficulties?”

      “They don’t arrest, but they dun us, sir; and they dun with an insistence and an amount of menace, too, that middle-class people can form no conception of. They besiege the departments we serve under with their vulgar complaints, and if the rumor gets abroad that one of us is about to be advanced to a governorship or an embassy, they assemble in Downing Street like a Reform demonstration. I declare to you I had to make my way through a lane of creditors from the Privy Council Office to the private entrance to F. O., my hands full of their confounded accounts – one fellow, a boot-maker, actually having pinned his bill to the skirt of my coat as I went. And the worst of these impertinences is, that they give a Minister who is indisposed towards you a handle for refusing your just claims. I have just come through such an ordeal: I have been told that my debts are to be a bar to my promotion.”

      The almost tremulous horror which he gave to this last expression – as of an outrage unknown to mankind – warned Bramleigh to be silent.

      “I perceive that you do not find it easy to believe this, but I pledge my word to you it is true. It is not forty-eight hours since a Secretary of State assumed to make my personal liabilities – the things which, if any things are a man’s own, are certainly so – to make these an objection to my taking a mission of importance. I believe he was sorry for his indiscretion; I have reason to suppose that it was a blunder he will not readily repeat.”

      “And you obtained your appointment?” asked Bramleigh.

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