Number Nineteen: Ben’s Last Case. J. Farjeon Jefferson

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       Mr Smith v. Mr Jones

      The announcement of this surprising offer was followed by a silence during which the alleged Mr Smith and the alleged Mr Jones would have given much to have been inside the other’s mind. What lay in the background of Mr Smith’s mind was obscure, but what lay in the foreground was actually quite simple. He was studying his victim to learn his reaction, and was ready to deal with him by other methods if the reaction did not appear satisfactory.

      What lay in Ben’s mind ran something like this:

      ‘Wozzat? Caretaiker did ’e say? Wozzat mean? Wot’d ’e want with me as ’is caretaiker, a bloke wot ’e sez ’e thinks ’as done a murder, if it wasn’t fishy? Fishy? Corse it’s fishy! Look at me bein’ ’ere like I am, and knowin’ ’e done it ’iself, and ’im knowin’ I know! Fishy the pair of us, if yer looks at it like that! Yus, and even if I ’ad done it, not premedicated wot ’e sed, I’d be barmy, and wot do yer want with a barmy caretaiker? It don’t mike sense! Oi, keep yer fice steady, Ben! Don’t let on wot yer thinkin’ from yer phiz, ’cos ’e’s watchin’ ter find aht, sime as yer watchin’ ’im. ’Ow I ’ates ’is mustarch! I carn’t think o’ nothin’ nicer’n ter pull it orf! P’r’aps it’d come orf easy? Yus, I bet it would, it ain’t ’is mustarch no more’n Smith’s ’is nime. Sime as that bloke with the ’orrerble beard in that ’ouse in Brixton and when I got ’old of it it come orf bing in me ’and and I goes back’ards dahn the stairs with nothin’ but the beard on top o’ me! And then there was that chap with the red eyebrows—oi! Wotcher doin’? Keep yer mind on it! Yer ain’t in Brixton now, yer ’ere, wherever that is, and wot yer tryin’ ter do is ter work aht why yer wanted as caretaiker, but ’ow can yer with yer ’ead goin’ rahnd like a spinging-wheel and feelin’ as if yer got no knees, and wunnerin’ why yer boot’s gorn bright and polished, lummy, I’ve ’ad a dose o’ somethink, yer carn’t git away from it! …’

      Difficult as Mr Smith’s mind may have been to read, Mr Jones’s was even more complicated.

      When the silence was threatening to become permanent, Mr Smith broke it monosyllabically.

      ‘Well?’

      Ben came to with a jerk.

      ‘Say it agine,’ answered Ben.

      ‘It was so long ago I’m not surprised if you’ve forgotten. I said we needed a new caretaker.’

      ‘There was somethink helse.’

      ‘Was there?’

      ‘I ain’t fergot that.’

      ‘Then you might remind me?’

      ‘Yer sed yer’d lorst the old ’un.’

      ‘So I did.’

      ‘Well, ’ow did yer lose ’im?’

      Mr Smith did not respond at once. The question seemed both to interest and surprise him. A very faint smile entered his expression when he replied.

      ‘You’re a careful one, aren’t you, Mr Jones?’

      ‘If yer wanter learn somethink,’ retorted Ben, ‘I ain’t sich a fool as I look!’

      He hoped his tone was convincing. Mr Smith’s smile grew a little more distinct.

      ‘That, if you will forgive me,’ he returned, ‘would be difficult. Although perhaps you have no precise idea at this moment how you do look—but we will return to that later.’

      ‘That’s okay by me if we can return nah to that hother caretaiker. Wot ’appened ter ’im?’

      ‘Ah!’

      ‘That don’t tell me nothink.’

      ‘It was not intended to. I only intend to tell you—that is, until I have learned to know you a little better—what is strictly necessary. But I see no reason why I should not tell you that our last caretaker was not a very good one.’

      ‘Meanin’ that ’e didn’t keep the plice clean, or go ter the door when the bell rang?’

      ‘What else should I mean?’

      ‘That’s wot I’m arskin’.’

      ‘Then let us put it this way. He proved disappointing—after, I admit, a very good start—in not completely fulfilling his job.’

      ‘And s’pose I don’t fulfil my job?’

      ‘That would be a pity for both of us. You see, Mr Jones, however well you started—and you are not really making such a bad beginning—you would have to keep it up. You would have to prove yourself trustworthy. In that way, you might eventually be given more responsibility, and end up by doing quite well for yourself. Do you get that?’

      ‘P’r’aps I do, and p’r’aps I don’t,’ answered Ben, cautiously, ‘but wot I don’t git is wot’s goin’ ter ’appen ter me if I don’t turn aht more satisfact’ry than t’other chap? See, that was why I arsked yer wot ’appened ter ’im?’

      Mr Smith shook his head.

      ‘I would not press that,’ he said.

      ‘’Oo’s pressin’ wot?’ replied Ben. ‘Orl right, jest tell me this. If I ain’t no good in this job, will I be free ter go and git another?’

      ‘You are more tenacious, Mr Jones, than a tiger with a hunk of juicy meat, but let me warn you that I am growing tired of these questions. You would be no more free to go and get another job than you are free at this moment to go and get any job. You forget that you have just done one job on a park seat from the consequences of which I am—so far—saving you. I shall only continue in this Christian mood so long as you yourself continue to give satisfaction in the new job I am now offering you.’

      ‘I see. And so that’s really why yer brort me along? It wasn’t jest ’cos yer was sorry fer me like? Okay, that’s orl right by me, on’y if I’m goin’ ter work fer yer I likes ter start straight—no matter ’ow crooked we git laiter on,’ he added, with a wink which he hoped was impressive. He must not appear too virtuous, for that clearly would be of no use to him. ‘So let’s ’ear wot I gotter do?’

      ‘Then you accept the job?’

      ‘Well, I dunno as I’m up ter it, not afore yer tells me?’

      ‘True,’ nodded Mr Smith. ‘But I feel sure you will be up to it, for—to start with—you will find it quite simple. This house is in the СКАЧАТЬ