The Guardian Angel eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 455 pages of information about The Guardian Angel.

The Guardian Angel eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 455 pages of information about The Guardian Angel.

Master Byles Gridley lost himself for half a minute in a most discreditable inward discussion as to whether Laura Penhallow was probably one or two years older than Mr. Bradshaw.  That was his way, he could not help it.  He could not think of anything without these mental parentheses.  But he came back to business at the end of his half-minute.

“I can lay the package before you at this moment, Mr. Penhallow.  I have induced that woman in whose charge it was left to intrust it to my keeping, with the express intention of showing it to you.  But it is protected by a seal, as I have told you, which I should on no account presume to meddle with.”

Mr. Gridley took out the package of papers.

“How damp it is!” Mr. Penhallow said; “must have been lying in some very moist neighborhood.”

“Very,” Mr. Gridley answered, with a peculiar expression which said, “Never mind about that.”

“Did the party give you possession of these documents without making any effort to retain them?” the lawyer asked.

“Not precisely.  It cost some effort to induce Miss Badlam to let them go out of her hands.  I hope you think I was justified in making the effort I did, not without a considerable strain upon my feelings, as well as her own, to get hold of the papers?”

“That will depend something on what the papers prove to be, Mr. Gridley.  A man takes a certain responsibility in doing just what you have done.  If, for instance, it should prove that this envelope contained matters relating solely to private transactions between Mr. Bradshaw and Miss Badlam, concerning no one but themselves,—­and if the words on the back of the envelope and the seal had been put there merely as a protection for a package containing private papers of a delicate but perfectly legitimate character—­”

The lawyer paused, as careful experts do, after bending the bow of an hypothesis, before letting the arrow go.  Mr. Gridley felt very warm indeed, uncomfortably so, and applied his handkerchief to his face.  Could n’t be anything in such a violent supposition as that, and yet such a crafty fellow as that Bradshaw,—­what trick was he not up to?  Absurd!  Cynthia was not acting,—­Rachel would n’t be equal to such a performance!—­“why then, Mr. Gridley,” the lawyer continued, “I don’t see but what my partner would have you at an advantage, and, if disposed to make you uncomfortable, could do so pretty effectively.  But this, you understand, is only a supposed case, and not a very likely one.  I don’t think it would have been prudent in you to meddle with that seal.  But it is a very different matter with regard to myself.  It makes no difference, so far as I am concerned, where this package came from, or how it was obtained.  It is just as absolutely within my control as any piece of property I call my own.  I should not hesitate, if I saw fit, to break this seal at once, and proceed to the examination of any papers contained within the envelope.  If I found any paper of the slightest importance relating to the estate, I should act as if it had never been out of my possession.

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