Japhet, In Search Of A Father Part 1 - Frederick Marryat (polar express read aloud .txt) 📗
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To The Old Cerberus. She May Think It Prudent, As I Have Talked Of
Letters, To Believe Me And Make Friends. I Will Not Trust Her,
Nevertheless."
Tim Went Away, And Very Soon Returned With An Answer.
"You Are A Foolish Mad-Cap, And I Ought To Shut My Doors Against
You; You Have Half-Killed Me--Spoilt My Gown, And I Am Obliged To
Keep My Bed. Remember, In Future, To Be Sure Of The Right Name
Before You Make An Assertion. As For Forgiving You, I Shall Think
Of It, And When You Return To Town, You May Call And Receive My
Sentence. Cecilia Was Quite Frightened, Poor Dear Girl, What A Dear
Affectionate Child She Is--She Is A Treasure To Me, And I Don'T
Think I Ever Could Part With Her. She Sends Her Regards.
"Yours,
"C. Maelstrom."
"Come, Timothy, At All Events This Is Better Than I Expected--But Now
I'Ll Tell You What I Propose To Do. Harcourt Was With Me Yesterday, And
He Wishes Me To Go Down With Him To ----. There Will Be The Assizes, And
The County Ball, And A Great Deal Of Gaiety, And I Have An Idea That It
Is Just As Well To Beat The Country As The Town. I Dine With Mr
Masterton On Friday. On Saturday I Will Go Down And See Fleta, And On
Tuesday Or Wednesday I Will Start With Harcourt To His Father'S, Where
He Has Promised Me A Hearty Welcome. Was There Anything At Coleman
Street?"
"Yes, Sir; Mr Iving Said That He Had Just Received A Letter From Your
Correspondent, And That He Wished To Know If The Little Girl Was Well; I
Told Him That She Was. Mr Iving Laid The Letter Down On The Desk, And I
Read The Postmark, Dublin."
"Dublin," Replied I. "I Should Like To Find Out Who Melchior Is--And So
I Will As Soon As I Can."
"Well, Sir, I Have Not Finished My Story. Mr Iving Said, 'My
Correspondent Wishes To Know Whether The Education Of The Little Girl Is
Attended To?' 'Yes,' Replied I, 'It Is.' 'Is She At School?' 'Yes, She
Has Been At School Ever Since We Have Been In London.' 'Where Is She At
School?' Inquired He. Now, Sir, As I Never Was Asked That Question By
Him Before, I Did Not Know Whether I Ought To Give An Answer, So I
Replied, 'That I Did Not Know.' 'You Know Whether She Is In London Or
Not, Do You Not?' 'How Should I?' Replied I, 'Master Had Put Her To
School Before I Put On His Liveries.' 'Does He Never Go To See Her?'
Inquired He. 'I Suppose So,' Said I. 'Then You Really Know Nothing
About It?--Then Look You, My Lad, I Am Anxious To Find Out Where She Is
At School, And The Name Of The People, And If You Will Find Out The
Direction For Me, It Will Be Money In Your Pocket, That'S All.' 'Um,'
Replied I, 'But How Much?' 'Why, More Than You Think For, My Man, It
Will Be A Ten-Pound Note.' 'That Alters The Case,' Replied I; 'Now I
Think Again, I Have An Idea That I Do Remember Seeing Her Address On A
Letter My Master Wrote To Her.' 'Ay,' Replied Mr Iving, 'It'S
Astonishing How Money Sharpens The Memory. I'Ll Keep To My Bargain; Give
Me The Address, And Here'S The Ten-Pound Note.' 'I'M Afraid That My
Master Will Be Angry,' Said I, As If I Did Not Much Like To Tell Him.
Part 1 Chapter 35 Pg 162'Your Master Will Never Know Anything About It, And You May Serve A Long
Time Before He Gives You A Ten-Pound Note Above Your Wages.' 'That'S
Very True,' Said I, 'Sarvice Is No Inheritance. Well, Then, Give Me The
Money, And I'Ll Write It Down.'"
"And Did You Give It?" Interrupted I.
"Stop A Moment, Sir, And You Shall Hear. I Wrote Down The Address Of
That Large School At Kensington, Which We Pass When We Go To Mr Aubrey
White'S."
"What, That Tremendous Large Board With Yellow Letters--Mrs Let--What Is
It?"
"Mrs Lipscombe'S Seminary--I Always Read The Board Every Time I Go Up
And Down. I Gave Him The Address, Miss Johnson, At Mrs Lipscombe'S
Seminary, Kensington. Well--And Here'S The Ten-Pound Note, Sir, Which I
Have Fairly Earned."
"Fairly Earned, Tim?"
"Yes, Fairly Earned; For It'S All Fair To Cheat Those Who Would Cheat
You.'
"I Cannot Altogether Agree With You On That Point, Tim, But It Certainly
Is No More Than They Deserve; But This Is Matter For Reflection. Why
Should Melchior Wish To Find Out Her Address Without My
Knowledge?--Depend Upon It, There Is Something Wrong."
"That'S What I Said To Myself Coming Home; And I Made Up My Mind, That,
For Some Reason Or Another, He Wishes To Regain Possession Of Her."
"I Entertain The Same Idea, Timothy, And I Am Glad You Have
Disappointed Him. I Will Take Care That They Shall Not Find Her Out, Now
That I Am Upon My Guard."
"But, Sir, I Wish To Draw One Good Moral From This Circumstance; Which
Is, That If You Had Been Served By Any Common Footman, Your Interest
Would, In all Probability, Have Been Sacrificed To The Ten-Pound Note;
And That Not Only In This Instance, But In Many Others, I Did A Very
Wise Thing In Taking My Present Situation."
"I Am But Too Well Aware Of That, Tim, My Dear Fellow," Said I,
Extending My Hand, "And Depend Upon It, That If I Rise, You Do. You Know
Me Well Enough By This Time."
"Yes, I Do, Japhet, And Had Rather Serve You Than The First Nobleman In
The Land. I'M Going To Purchase A Watch With This Ten-Pound Note, And I
Never Shall Look At It Without Remembering The Advantage Of Keeping A
Watch Over My Tongue."
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