humorously
compressed, waited upon the
lawyer's needs; in every
line of her
countenance she betrayed the fact that she was an old
retainer; in every word that fell from her lips she flaunted the
glorious circumstance of a Scottish
origin; and the fear with
which this powerful
combination fills the boldest was obviously
no stranger to the bosom of our friend. The hot Scotch having
somewhat warmed up the embers of the Heidsieck, It was touching
to observe the master's
eagerness to pull himself together under
the servant's eye; and when he remarked, 'I think, Teena, I'll
take a
brandy and soda,' he spoke like a man
doubtful of his
elocution, and not half certain of obedience.
'No such a thing, Mr Michael,' was the
prompt return. 'Clar't and
water.'
'Well, well, Teena, I daresay you know best,' said the master.
'Very fatiguing day at the office, though.'
'What?' said the retainer, 'ye never were near the office!'
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repeatedly along Fleet Street,'
returned Michael.
'Pretty pliskies ye've been at this day!' cried the old lady,
with
humorous alacrity; and then, 'Take care--don't break my
crystal!' she cried, as the
lawyer came within an ace of knocking
the glasses off the table.
'And how is he keeping?' asked Michael.
'O, just the same, Mr Michael, just the way he'll be till the
end,
worthy man!' was the reply. 'But ye'll not be the first
that's asked me that the day.'
'No?' said the
lawyer. 'Who else?'
'Ay, that's a joke, too,' said Teena
grimly. 'A friend of yours:
Mr Morris.'
'Morris! What was the little
beggarwanting here?' enquired
Michael.
'Wantin'? To see him,' replied the
housekeeper, completing her
meaning by a
movement of the thumb toward the upper storey.
'That's by his way of it; but I've an idee of my own. He tried to
bribe me, Mr Michael. Bribe--me!' she
repeated, with inimitable
scorn. 'That's no' kind of a young gentleman.'
'Did he so?' said Michael. 'I bet he didn't offer much.'
'No more he did,' replied Teena; nor could any subsequent
questioning elicit from her the sum with which the thrifty
leather merchant had attempted to
corrupt her. 'But I sent him
about his business,' she said gallantly. 'He'll not come here
again in a hurry.'
'He mustn't see my father, you know; mind that!' said Michael.
'I'm not going to have any public
exhibition to a little beast
like him.'
'No fear of me lettin' him,' replied the
trusty one. 'But the
joke is this, Mr Michael--see, ye're upsettin' the sauce, that's
a clean tablecloth-- the best of the joke is that he thinks your
father's dead and you're keepin' it dark.'
Michael whistled. 'Set a thief to catch a thief,' said he.
'Exac'ly what I told him!' cried the
delighted dame.
'I'll make him dance for that,' said Michael.
'Couldn't ye get the law of him some way?' suggested Teena
truculently.
'No, I don't think I could, and I'm quite sure I don't want to,'
replied Michael. 'But I say, Teena, I really don't believe this
claret's
wholesome; it's not a sound,
reliable wine. Give us a
brandy and soda, there's a good soul.' Teena's face became like
adamant. 'Well, then,' said the
lawyer fretfully, 'I won't eat
any more dinner.'
'Ye can please yourself about that, Mr Michael,' said Teena, and
began composedly to take away.
'I do wish Teena wasn't a
faithful servant!' sighed the
lawyer,
as he issued into Kings's Road.
The rain had ceased; the wind still blew, but only with a
pleasant
freshness; the town, in the clear darkness of the night,
glittered with street-lamps and shone with glancing rain-pools.
'Come, this is better,' thought the
lawyer to himself, and he
walked on
eastward, lending a pleased ear to the wheels and the
million footfalls of the city.
Near the end of the King's Road he remembered his
brandy and
soda, and entered a flaunting public-house. A good many persons
were p
resent, a waterman from a cab-stand, half a dozen of the
chronically
unemployed, a gentleman (in one corner)
trying to