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A. GWINN.'
Austin did not lift his eyes to Mr. Hunter's in his usual candid open manner. He could not bear to look him in the face; he feared lest his master might read in his the dreadful truth.
'What am I to do, sir?' he asked. 'Watch for Gwinn, and give him the note?'
'Do this with them,' said Mr. Hunter.
Striking a wax match, he held both Austin's note and the sealed one over the flame until they were consumed.
'You could not fulfil the request if you wished, for the man went back to Ketterford last night.'
He said no more. He went away again, and Austin lighted another match, and burnt the crushed letter in his pocket, thankful, so far, that it had escaped Mr. Hunter.
Trouble came. Ere many days had elapsed, there was dissension in the house of Hunter and Hunter. Thoroughly united and cordial the brothers had always been; but now a cause of dispute arose, and it seemed that it could not be arranged. Mr. Hunter had drawn out five thousand pounds from the bank, and refused to state for what, except that it was for a 'private purpose.' The business had been a gradually increasing one, and nearly all the money possessed by both was invested in it; so much as was not actually out, lay in the bank in their joint names, 'Hunter and Hunter.' Each possessed a small private account, but nothing like sufficient to meet a cheque for five thousand pounds. Words ran high between them, and the sound penetrated to ears outside their private room.
His face pale, his lips compressed, his tone kept mostly subdued, James Hunter sat at his desk, his eyes falling on a ledger he was not occupied with, and his hand partially shading his face. Mr. Henry, more excited, giving way more freely to his anger, paced the carpet, occasionally stopping before the desk and before his brother.
'It is the most unaccountable thing in the world,' he reiterated, 'that you should refuse to say what it has been applied to. Draw out, surrept.i.tiously, a formidable sum like that, and not account for it! It is monstrous.'
'Henry, I have told you all I can tell you,' replied Mr. Hunter, concealing his countenance more than ever. 'An old debt was brought up against me, and I was forced to satisfy it.'
Mr. Henry Hunter curled his lip.
'A debt to that amount! Were you mad?'
'I did not--know--I--had--contracted it,' stammered Mr. Hunter, very nearly losing his self possession. 'At least, I thought it had been paid. Youth's errors do come home to us sometimes in later life.'
'Not to the tune of five thousand pounds,' retorted Mr. Henry Hunter.
'It will cripple the business; you know it will. It is next door to ruin.'
'Nonsense, Henry! The loss of five thousand pounds will neither cripple the business nor bring ruin. It will be my own loss: not yours.'
'How on earth could you think of giving it away? Five thousand pounds!'
'I could not help myself. Had I refused to pay it----'
'Well?' for Mr. Hunter had stopped in embarra.s.sment.
'I should have been compelled to do so. There. Talking of it will not mend it.'
Mr. Henry Hunter took a few turns, and then wheeled round sharply.
'Perhaps there are other claims for "youth's follies" to come behind it?'
The words seemed to arouse Mr. Hunter. Not to anger; but to what looked very like fear--almost to an admission that it might be so.
'Were any such further claim to come, I would not satisfy it,' he cried, wiping his face. 'No, I would not; I would go into exile first.'
'We must part,' said Mr. Henry Hunter the expression of his brother's face quite startling him. 'There is no alternative. I cannot risk the beggaring of my wife and children.'
'If it must be so, it must,' was all the reply given.
'Tell me the truth, James,' urged Mr. Henry in a more conciliatory tone.
I don't want to part. Tell me all, and let me be the judge. Surely, man!
it can't be anything so very dreadful. You didn't set fire to your neighbour's house, I suppose?'
'I never thought the claim could come upon me. That is all I can tell you.'
'Then we part,' decisively returned Mr. Henry Hunter.
'Yes, it may be better. If I am to go to ruin, it is of no use to drag you down into it.'
'If you are to go to ruin!' echoed Mr. Henry, regarding his brother attentively. 'James! is that an admission that other mysterious claims may really follow this one?'
'No, I think they will not. But we had better part. Only--let the cause of our separation be kept from the world.'
'I should be clever to betray the cause, seeing that you leave me in ignorance of what it may be,' answered Mr. Henry Hunter, who was feeling vexed, puzzled, and very angry.
'I mean--let no shadow of the truth get abroad. The business is large enough for two firms, and we have agreed to carry it on apart. Let that be the plea.'
'You take it coolly, James.'
A strange expression--a _wrung_ expression--pa.s.sed over the face of James Hunter. 'I cannot help myself, Henry. The five thousand pounds are gone, and of course it is right that I should bear the loss alone--or any other loss it may bring in its train.'
'But why not impart to me the facts?'
'No. It could not possibly do good; and it might make matters infinitely worse. One advantage our separation will have; there is a great deal of money owing to us from different quarters, and this will call it in.'
'Or I don't see how you would carry anything on for your part, minus your five thousand pounds,' retorted Mr. Henry, in a spirit of satire.
'Will you grant me a favour, Henry?'
'That depends upon what it may be.'
'Let the real grounds of our separation--this miserable affair that has led to it--be equally a secret from your wife, as from the world. I should not ask it without an urgent reason.'
'Don't you mean to tell Louisa?'
'No. The matter is one entirely my own; I do not wish to talk of it even to my wife. Will you give me the promise?'
'Very well. If it be of the consequence you seem to intimate. I cannot fathom you, James.'
'Let us apply ourselves now to the ways and means of the dissolution.
That, at any rate, may be amicable.'
It was quite evident that he fully declined further allusion to the subject. And Mr. Henry Hunter obtained no better elucidation, then or later.
It fell upon the world like a thunderbolt--that is, the world connected with Hunter and Hunter. _They_ separate? so flouris.h.i.+ng a firm as that?
The world at first refused to believe it; but the world soon found it was true.