Why, I dont know; the battle is not to the strong, but he shall come off triumphant over Jock of Dawston if we can make it out. I owe him something. It is the pest of our profession, that we seldom see the best side of human nature. People come to us with every selfish feeling newly pointed and grinded; they turn down the very caulkers of their animosities and prejudices, as smiths do with horses shoes in a white frost. Many a man has come to my garret yonder, that I have at first longed to pitch out at the window, and yet, at length, have discovered that he was only doings as I might have done in his case, being very angry, and, of course, very unreasonable. I have now satisfied myself, that if our profession sees more of human folly and human roguery than others, it is because we witness them acting in that channel in which they can most freely vent themselves. In civilized society, law is the chimney through which all that smoke discharges itself that used to circulate through the whole house, and put every ones eyes outno wonder, therefore, that the vent itself should sometimes get a little sooty. But we will take care our Liddesdale mans cause is well conducted and well argued, so all unnecessary expense will be savedhe shall have his pineapple at wholesale price.
Venisoneh? answered the counsellor alertly, but presently addedBut no! its impossibleand I cant ask you home neither. Mondays a sacred daysos Tuesdayand Wednesday, we are to be heard in the great teind case in presenceBut stayits frosty weather, and if you dont leave town, and that venison would keep till Thursday
Oh, the venison will keep, said Pleydell. And now goodbye;look at these two or three notes, and deliver them if you like the addresses; I wrote them for you this morning. Farewell; my clerk has been waiting this hour to begin a dd information.And away walked Mr. Pleydell with great activity, diving through closes and ascending covered stairs, in order to attain the High Street by an access, which, compared to the common route, was what the straits of Magellan are to the more open but circuitous passage round Cape Horn.
On looking at the notes of introduction which Pleydell had thrust into his hand, Mannering was gratified with seeing that they were addressed to some of the first literary characters of ScotlandTo David Hume, Esq. To John Home, Esq. To Dr. Ferguson. To Dr. Black. To Lord Kaimes. To Mr. Hutton. To John Clerk, Esq. of Eldin. To Adam Smith, Esq. To Dr. Robertson.
Upon my word my legal friend has a good selection of acquaintancesthese are names pretty widely blown indeed. An East-Indian must rub up his faculties a little, and put his mind in order, before he enters this sort of society.
Mannering gladly availed himself of these introductions; and we regret deeply it is not in our power to give the reader an account of the pleasure and information which he received, in admission to a circle never closed against strangers of sense and information, and which has perhaps at no period been equalled, considering the depth and variety of talent which it embraced and concentrated.
Upon the Thursday appointed, Mr. Pleydell made his appearance at the inn where Colonel Mannering lodged. The venison proved in high order, the claret excellent; and the learned counsel, a professed amateur in the affairs of the table, did distinguished honour to both. I am uncertain, however, if even the good cheer gave him more satisfaction than the presence of Dominie Sampson, from whom, in his own juridical style of wit, he contrived to extract great amusement, both for himself and one or two friends whom the Colonel regaled on the same occasion. The grave and laconic simplicity of Sampsons answers to the insidious questions of the barrister, placed the bonhomie of his character in a more luminous point of view than Mannering had yet seen it. Upon the same occasion he drew forth a strange quantity of miscellaneous and abstruse, though, generally speaking, useless learning. The lawyer afterwards compared his mind to the magazine of a pawnbroker, stowed with goods of every description, but so cumbrously piled together, and in such total disorganization, that the owner can never lay his hands upon any one article at the moment he has occasion for it.
As for the advocate himself, he afforded at least as much exercise to Sampson as he extracted amusement from him. When the man of law began to get into his altitudes, and his wit, naturally shrewd and dry, became more lively and poignant, the Dominie looked upon him with that sort of surprise with which we can conceive a tame bear might regard his future associate, the monkey, on their being first introduced to each other. It was Mr. Pleydells delight to state in grave and serious argument some position which he knew the Dominie would be inclined to dispute. He then beheld with exquisite pleasure the internal labour with which the honest man arranged his ideas for reply, and tasked his inert and sluggish powers to bring up all the heavy artillery of his learning for demolishing the schismatic or heretical opinion which had been statedwhen, behold! before the ordnance could be discharged, the foe had quitted the post, and appeared in a new position of annoyance on the Dominies flank or rear. Often did he exclaim Prodigious! when, marching up to the enemy in full confidence of victory, he found the field evacuated; and it may be supposed that it cost him no little labour to attempt a new formation. He was like a native Indian army, the Colonel said, formidable by numerical strength and size of ordnance, but liable to be thrown into irreparable confusion by a movement to take them in flank.On the whole, however, the Dominie, though somewhat fatigued with these mental exertions, made at unusual speed and upon the pressure of the moment, reckoned this one of the white days of his life, and always mentioned Mr. Pleydell as a very erudite and fa-ce-ti-ous person.
By degrees the rest of the party dropped off, and left these three gentleman together. Their conversation turned to Mrs. Bertrams settlements.Now what could drive it into the noddle of that old harridan, said Pleydell, to disinherit poor Lucy Bertram, under pretence of settling her property on a boy who has been so long dead and gone?I ask your pardon, Mr. SampsonI forgot what an affecting case this was for you;I remember taking your examination upon it] and I never had so much trouble to make any one speak three words consecutively.You may talk of your Pythagoreans, or your silent Brahmins, Colonel,go to, I tell you this learned gentleman beats them all in taciturnitybut the words of the wise are precious, and not to be thrown away lightly.
Of a surety, said the Dominie, taking his blue-chequered handkerchief from his eyes, that was a bitter day with me indeed; aye, and a day of grief hard to be bornebut He giveth strength who layeth on the load.
Colonel Mannering took this opportunity to request Mr. Pleydell to inform him of the particulars attending the loss of the boy; and the counsellor, who was fond of talking upon subjects of criminal jurisprudence, especially when connected with his own experience, went through the circumstances at full length. And what is your opinion upon the result of the whole?
Oh, murdered too, doubtless, answered Pleydell. He was old enough to tell what he had seen, and these ruthless scoundrels would not scruple committing a second Bethlehem massacre, if they thought their interest required it.
Mrs. Margaret Bertrams idea that the child was alive was founded upon the report of a gipsy, said Pleydell, catching at the half-spoken hintI envy you the concatenation, Colonelit is a shame to me not to have drawn the same conclusion. Well follow this business up instantlyHere, hark ye, waiter,go down to Luckie Woods in the Cowgate; yell find my clerk Driver; hell set down to High-Jinks by this time (for we and our retainers, Colonel, are exceedingly regular in our irregularities); tell him to come here instantly, and I will pay his forfeits.
Ah! no more of that, Hal, an thou lovest me, said Pleydell. But we must have some news from the land of Egypt, if possible. Oh, if I had but hold of the slightest thread of this complicated skein, you should see how I would unravel it! I would work the truth out of your Bohemian, as the French call them, better than a Monitoire, or a Plainte de Tournelle: I know how to manage a refractory witness.
While Mr. Pleydell was thus vaunting his knowledge of his profession, the waiter re-entered with Mr. Driver, his mouth still greasy with mutton pies, and the froth of the last draught of twopenny yet unsubsided on his upper lip, with such speed had he obeyed the commands of his principal. Driver, you must go instantly and find out the woman who was old Mrs. Margaret Bertrams maid. Inquire for her everywhere; but if you find it necessary to have recourse to Protocol, Quid the tobacconist, or any other of these folks, you will take care not to appear yourself, but send some woman of your acquaintanceI dare say you know enough that may be so condescending as to oblige you.When you have found her out, engage her to come to my chambers to-morrow at eight oclock precisely.
Anything you choose, replied the lawyer. Is it my business to make lies for you, do you think? But let her be in praesentia by eight oclock, as I have said before. The clerk grinned, made his reverence, and exit.
Thats a useful fellow, said the counsellor;I dont believe his match ever carried a process. Hell write to my dictating three nights in the week without sleep, or whats the same thing, he writes as well and correctly when hes asleep as when hes awake. Then hes such a steady fellowsome of them are always changing their alehouses, so that they have twenty cadies sweating after them like the bareheaded captains traversing the taverns of East-Cheap in search of Sir John Falstaff. But this is a complete fixture;he has his winter seat by the fire, and his summer seat by the window, in Luckie Woods, betwixt which seats are his only migrationsthere he s to be found at all times when he is off duty. It is my opinion he never puts off his clothes or goes to sleep;sheer ale supports him under everything; it is meat, drink, and clothing, bed, board, and washing.
Oh, drink never disturbs him, Colonel; he can write for hours after he cannot speak. I remember being called suddenly to draw an appeal case. I had been dining, and it was Saturday night, and I had ill will to begin to it; however, they got me down to Clerihughs, and there we sat birling till I had a fair tappit henn under my belt, and then they persuaded me to draw the paper. Then we had to seek Driver, and it was all that two men could do to bear him in, for, when found, he was, as it happened, both motionless and speechless. But no sooner was his pen put between his fingers, his paper stretched before him, and he heard my voice, than he began to write like a scrivenerand, excepting that we were obliged to have somebody to dip his pen in the ink, for he could not see the standish, I never saw a thing scrolled more handsomely.
Cant make it later. If I were not on the boards of the Outer-house precisely as the nine-hours bell rings, there would be a report that I had got an apoplexy, and I should feel the effects of it all the rest of the session.
In the morning, Colonel Mannering appeared at the counsellors chambers, although cursing the raw air of a Scottish morning in December. Mr. Pleydell had got Mrs. Rebecca installed on one side of his fire, accommodated her with a cup of chocolate, and was already deeply engaged in conversation with her. Oh no, I assure you, Mrs. Rebecca, there is no intention to challenge your mistresss will; and I give you my word of honour that your legacy is quite safe. You have deserved it by your conduct to your mistress, and I wish it had been twice as much.
Why, to be sure, sir, its no right to mention what is said before aneye heard how that dirty body Quid cast up to me the bits o compliments he gied me, and telld ower again ony loose cracks I might hae had wi him;now if ane was talking loosely to your honour, theres nae saying what might come ot.
Awell, if your honour thinks I am safethe story is just this.You see, about a year ago, or no just sae long, my leddy was advised to go to Gilsland for a while, for her spirits were distressing her sair. Ellangowans troubles began to be spoken o publicly, and sair vexed she was; for she was proud o her family. For Ellangowan himsell and her, they sometimes greed, and sometimes no; but at last they didnt gree at a for twa or three yearfor he was ay wanting to borrow siller, and that was what she couldna bide at no hand, and she was ay wanting it paid back again, and that the Laird he liked as little. So at last, they were clean aff thegither. And then some of the company at Gilsland tells her that the estate was to be selld; and ye wad hae thought she had taen an ill will at Miss Lucy Bertram frae that moment, for mony a time she cried to me, O Becky, if that useless peenging thing o a lessie there at Ellangowan, that canna keep her neer-do-weel father within boundsif she had been but a led-bairn, they couldna hae selld the auld inheritance for that fool-bodys debts!and she would rin on that way till I was just wearied and sick to hear her ban the puir lassie, as if she wadna hae been a lad-bairn, and keepit the land, if it had been in her will to change her sect. And ae day at the spaw-well, below the craig at Gilsland, she was seeing a very bonny family o bairnsthey belanged to ane Mac-Croskyand she broke outIs not it an oddlike thing that ilka waf carle1 in the country has a son and heir, and that the house of Ellangowan is without male succession? There was a gipsy wife stood ahint and heard hera muckle sture fearsome-looking wife she was as ever I set een on. Wha is it, says she, that dare say the house of Ellangowan will perish without male succession? My mistress just turned on her; she was a high-spirited woman, and ay ready wi an answer to a body. Its me that says it, says she, that may say it with a sad heart. Wi that the gipsy wife gripped till her hand: I ken you well eneugh, says she, though ye kenna meBut as sure as that suns in as sure as theres an ee that sees, and an ear that hears us baith,Harry Bertram, that was thought to perish at Warroch Point, never did die there. He was to have a weary weird ot till his ane-and-twentieth year, that was ay said o himbut if ye live and I live, yell hear mair o him this winter before the snaw lies twa days on the Dun of Singleside. I want nane o your siller, she said, to make ye think I am blearing your ee. Fare ye well till after Martinmas. And there she left us standing.
She was the tallest woman I ever saw, and her hair was as black as midnight, unless where it was grey, and she had a scar abune the brow, that ye might hae laid the lith of your finger in. Naebody thats seen her will ever forget her; and I am morally sure that it was on the ground of what that gipsy-woman said that my mistress made her will, having taen a dislike at the young leddy o Ellangowan; and she liked her far waur after she was obliged to send her £20,for she said Miss Bertram, no content wi letting the Ellangowan property pass into strange hands, owing to her being a lass and no a lad, was coming, by her poverty, to be a burden and a disgrace to Singleside too.But I hope my mistresss is a good will for a that, for it would be hard on me to lose the wee bit legacyI served for little fee and bountith, weel I wot.
The counsellor relieved her fears on this head, then inquired after Jenny Gibson, and understood she had accepted Mr. Dinmonts offer; and I have done sae mysell too, since he was sae discreet as to ask me, said Mrs. Rebecca; they are very decent folk the Dinmonts, though my lady didna dow to hear muckle about the friends on that side the house. But she liked the Charlies-hope hams, and the cheeses, and the muir-fowl, that they were ay sending, and the lambs-wool hose and mittensshe liked them weel eneuch.
Mannering answered, that he had known such a woman when he was at Ellangowan upwards of twenty years before; and then made his learned friend acquainted with all the remarkable particulars of his first visit there.
Mr. Pleydell listened with great attention, and then replied, I congratulated myself upon having made the acquaintance of a profound theologian in your chaplain; but I really did not expect to find a pupil of Albumazar of Messahala in his patron. I have a notion, however, this gipsy could tell us some more of the matter than she derives from astrology or secondsightI had her through hands once, and could then make little of her; but I must write to Mac-Morlan to stir heaven and earth to find her out. I will gladly come to shire myself to assist at her examination. I am still in the commission of the peace there, though I have ceased to be sheriff. I never had anything more at heart in my life than tracing that murder, and the fate of the child. I must write to the sheriff of Roxburgshire too, and to an active justice of peace in Cumberland.