e form
before him, all that part of his features which was not cast into shadow
by his protruding and contracted brows, bore the impress of a sarcastic
smile.
'Sit down,' said Sir Mulberry, turning towards him, as though by a
violent effort. 'Am I a sight, that you stand gazing there?'
As he turned his face, Ralph recoiled a step or two, and making as
though he were irresistibly impelled to express astonishment, but was
determined not to do so, sat down with well-acted confusion.
'I have inquired at the door, Sir Mulberry, every day,' said Ralph,
'twice a day, indeed, at first--and tonight, presuming upon old
acquaintance, and past transactions by which we have mutually benefited
in some degree, I could not resist soliciting admission to your chamber.
Have you--have you suffered much?' said Ralph, bending forward, and
allowing the same harsh smile to gather upon his face, as the other
closed his eyes.
'More than enough to please me, and less than enough to please some
broken-down hacks that you and I know of, and who lay their ruin between
us, I dare say,' returned Sir Mulberry, tossing his arm restlessly upon
the coverlet.
Ralph shrugged his shoulders in deprecation of the intense irritation
with which this had been said; for there was an aggravating, cold
distinctness in his speech and manner which so grated on the sick man
that he could scarcely endure it.
'And what is it in these "past transactions," that brought you here
tonight?' asked Sir Mulberry.
'Nothing,' replied Ralph. 'There are some bills of my lord's which need
renewal; but let them be till you are well. I--I--came,' said Ralph,
speaking more slowly, and with harsher emphasis, 'I came to say how
grieved I am that any relative of mine, although disowned by me, should
have inflicted such punishment on you as--'
'Punishment!' interposed Sir Mulberry.
'I know it has been a severe one,' said Ralph, wilfully mistaking the
meaning of the interruption, 'and that has made me the more anxious to
tell you that I disown this vagabond--that I acknowledge him as no kin
of mine--and that I leave him to take his deserts from you, and
every man besides. You may wring his neck if you please. I shall not
interfere.'
'This story that they tell me here, has got abroad then, has it?' asked
Sir Mulberry, clenching his hands and teeth.
'Noised in all directions,' replied Ralph. 'Every club and gaming-room
has rung with it. There has been a good song mad
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