‘Now, don’t you think, Ma dear,’ said the Minor9 Canon to his mother one day as she sat at her knitting in his little book-room, ‘that you are rather hard on Mr. Neville?’
‘No, I do not, Sept,’ returned the old lady.
‘Let us discuss it, Ma.’
‘I have no objection to discuss it, Sept. I trust, my dear, I am always open to discussion.’ There was a vibration10 in the old lady’s cap, as though she internally added: ‘and I should like to see the discussion that would change MY mind!’
‘Very good, Ma,’ said her conciliatory son. ‘There is nothing like being open to discussion.’
‘I hope not, my dear,’ returned the old lady, evidently shut to it.
‘Well! Mr. Neville, on that unfortunate occasion, commits himself under provocation11.’
‘And under mulled wine,’ added the old lady.
‘I must admit the wine. Though I believe the two young men were much alike in that regard.’
‘I don’t,’ said the old lady.
‘Why not, Ma?’
‘Because I don’t,’ said the old lady. ‘Still, I am quite open to discussion.’
‘But, my dear Ma, I cannot see how we are to discuss, if you take that line.’
‘Blame Mr. Neville for it, Sept, and not me,’ said the old lady, with stately severity.
‘My dear Ma! why Mr. Neville?’
‘Because,’ said Mrs. Crisparkle, retiring on first principles, ‘he came home intoxicated12, and did great discredit13 to this house, and showed great disrespect to this family.’
‘That is not to be denied, Ma. He was then, and he is now, very sorry for it.’
‘But for Mr. Jasper’s well-bred consideration in coming up to me, next day, after service, in the Nave14 itself, with his gown still on, and expressing his hope that I had not been greatly alarmed or had my rest violently broken, I believe I might never have heard of that disgraceful transaction,’ said the old lady.
‘To be candid15, Ma, I think I should have kept it from you if I could: though I had not decidedly made up my mind. I was following Jasper out, to confer with him on the subject, and to consider the expediency17 of his and my jointly18 hushing the thing up on all accounts, when I found him speaking to you. Then it was too late.’
‘Too late, indeed, Sept. He was still as pale as gentlemanly ashes at what had taken place in his rooms overnight.’
‘If I had kept it from you, Ma, you may be sure it would have been for your peace and quiet, and for the good of the young men, and in my best discharge of my duty according to my lights.’
The old lady immediately walked across the room and kissed him: saying, ‘Of course, my dear Sept, I am sure of that.’
‘However, it became the town-talk,’ said Mr. Crisparkle, rubbing his ear, as his mother resumed her seat, and her knitting, ‘and passed out of my power.’
‘And I said then, Sept,’ returned the old lady, ‘that I thought ill of Mr. Neville. And I say now, that I think ill of Mr. Neville. And I said then, and I say now, that I hope Mr. Neville may come to good, but I don’t believe he will.’ Here the cap vibrated again considerably19.
‘I am sorry to hear you say so, Ma —’
‘I am sorry to say so, my dear,’ interposed the old lady, knitting on firmly, ‘but I can’t help it.’
‘— For,’ pursued the Minor Canon, ‘it is undeniable that Mr. Neville is exceedingly industrious20 and attentive21, and that he improves apace, and that he has — I hope I may say — an attachment22 to me.’
‘There is no merit in the last article, my dear,’ said the old lady, quickly; ‘and if he says there is, I think the worse of him for the boast.’
‘But, my dear Ma, he never said there was.’
‘Perhaps not,’ returned the old lady; ‘still, I don’t see that it greatly signifies.’
There was no impatience23 in the pleasant look with which Mr. Crisparkle contemplated24 the pretty old piece of china as it knitted; but there was, certainly, a humorous sense of its not being a piece of china to argue with very closely.
‘Besides, Sept, ask yourself what he would be without his sister. You know what an influence she has over him; you know what a capacity she has; you know that whatever he reads with you, he reads with her. Give her her fair share of your praise, and how much do you leave for him?’
At these words Mr. Crisparkle fell into a little reverie, in which he thought of several things. He thought of the times he had seen the brother and sister together in deep converse25 over one of his own old college books; now, in the rimy mornings, when he made those sharpening pilgrimages to Cloisterham Weir26; now, in the sombre evenings, when he faced the wind at sunset, having climbed his favourite outlook, a beetling27 fragment of monastery28 ruin; and the two studious figures passed below him along the margin29 of the river, in which the town fires and lights already shone, making the landscape bleaker30. He thought how the consciousness had stolen upon him that in teaching one, he was teaching two; and how he had almost insensibly adapted his explanations to both minds — that with which his own was daily in contact, and that which he only approached through it. He thought of the gossip that had reached him from the Nuns’ House, to the effect that Helena, whom he had mistrusted as so proud and fierce, submitted herself to the fairy-bride (as he called her), and learnt from her what she knew. He thought of the picturesque31 alliance between those two, externally so very different. He thought — perhaps most of all — could it be that these things were yet but so many weeks old, and had become an integral part of his life?
As, whenever the Reverend Septimus fell a-musing, his good mother took it to be an infallible sign that he ‘wanted support,’ the blooming old lady made all haste to the dining-room closet, to produce from it the support embodied32 in a glass of Constantia and a home-made biscuit. It was a most wonderful closet, worthy33 of Cloisterham and of Minor Canon Corner. Above it, a portrait of Handel in a flowing wig34 beamed down at the spectator, with a knowing air of being up to the contents of the closet, and a musical air of intending to combine all its harmonies in one delicious fugue. No common closet with a vulgar door on hinges, openable all at once, and leaving nothing to be disclosed by degrees, this rare closet had a lock in mid-air, where two perpendicular35 slides met; the one falling down, and the other pushing up. The upper slide, on being pulled down (leaving the lower a double mystery), revealed deep shelves of pickle-jars, jam-pots, tin canisters, spice-boxes, and agreeably outlandish vessels36 of blue and white, the luscious37 lodgings38 of preserved tamarinds and ginger39. Every benevolent40 inhabitant of this retreat had his name inscribed41 upon his stomach. The pickles42, in a uniform of rich brown double-breasted buttoned coat, and yellow or sombre drab continuations, announced their portly forms, in printed capitals, as Walnut43, Gherkin, Onion, Cabbage, Cauliflower, Mixed, and other members of that noble family. The jams, as being of a less masculine temperament44, and as wearing curlpapers, announced themselves in feminine caligraphy, like a soft whisper, to be Raspberry, Gooseberry, Apricot, Plum, Damson, Apple, and Peach. The scene closing on these charmers, and the lower slide ascending45, oranges were revealed, attended by a mighty46 japanned sugar-box, to temper their acerbity47 if unripe48. Home-made biscuits waited at the Court of these Powers, accompanied by a goodly fragment of plum-cake, and various slender ladies’ fingers, to be dipped into sweet wine and kissed. Lowest of all, a compact leaden-vault enshrined the sweet wine and a stock of cordials: whence issued whispers of Seville Orange, Lemon, Almond, and Caraway-seed. There was a crowning air upon this closet of closets, of having been for ages hummed through by the Cathedral bell and organ, until those venerable bees had made sublimated49 honey of everything in store; and it was always observed that every dipper among the shelves (deep, as has been noticed, and swallowing up head, shoulders, and elbows) came forth50 again mellow-faced, and seeming to have undergone a saccharine51 transfiguration.
The Reverend Septimus yielded himself up quite as willing a victim to a nauseous medicinal herb-closet, also presided over by the china shepherdess, as to this glorious cupboard. To what amazing infusions52 of gentian, peppermint53, gilliflower, sage54, parsley, thyme, rue55, rosemary, and dandelion, did his courageous56 stomach submit itself! In what wonderful wrappers, enclosing layers of dried leaves, would he swathe his rosy57 and contented58 face, if his mother suspected him of a toothache! What botanical blotches59 would he cheerfully stick upon his cheek, or forehead, if the dear old lady convicted him of an imperceptible pimple60 there! Into this herbaceous penitentiary61, situated62 on an upper staircase-landing: a low and narrow whitewashed63 cell, where bunches of dried leaves hung from rusty64 hooks in the ceiling, and were spread out upon shelves, in company with portentous65 bottles: would the Reverend Septimus submissively be led, like the highly popular lamb who has so long and unresistingly been led to the slaughter66, and there would he, unlike that lamb, bore nobody but himself. Not even doing that much, so that the old lady were busy and pleased, he would quietly swallow what was given him, merely taking a corrective dip of hands and face into the great bowl of dried rose-leaves, and into the other great bowl of dried lavender, and then would go out, as confident in the sweetening powers of Cloisterham Weir and a wholesome67 mind, as Lady Macbeth was hopeless of those of all the seas that roll.
In the present instance the good Minor Canon took his glass of Constantia with an excellent grace, and, so supported to his mother’s satisfaction, applied68 himself to the remaining duties of the day. In their orderly and punctual progress they brought round Vesper Service and twilight69. The Cathedral being very cold, he set off for a brisk trot70 after service; the trot to end in a charge at his favourite fragment of ruin, which was to be carried by storm, without a pause for breath.
He carried it in a masterly manner, and, not breathed even then, stood looking down upon the river. The river at Cloisterham is sufficiently71 near the sea to throw up oftentimes a quantity of seaweed. An unusual quantity had come in with the last tide, and this, and the confusion of the water, and the restless dipping and flapping of the noisy gulls72, and an angry light out seaward beyond the brown-sailed barges73 that were turning black, foreshadowed a stormy night. In his mind he was contrasting the wild and noisy sea with the quiet harbour of Minor Canon Corner, when Helena and Neville Landless passed below him. He had had the two together in his thoughts all day, and at once climbed down to speak to them together. The footing was rough in an uncertain light for any tread save that of a good climber; but the Minor Canon was as good a climber as most men, and stood beside them before many good climbers would have been half-way down.
‘A wild evening, Miss Landless! Do you not find your usual walk with your brother too exposed and cold for the time of year? Or at all events, when the sun is down, and the weather is driving in from the sea?’
Helena thought not. It was their favourite walk. It was very retired74.
‘It is very retired,’ assented75 Mr. Crisparkle, laying hold of his opportunity straightway, and walking on with them. ‘It is a place of all others where one can speak without interruption, as I wish to do. Mr. Neville, I believe you tell your sister everything that passes between us?’
‘Everything, sir.’
‘Consequently,’ said Mr. Crisparkle, ‘your sister is aware that I have repeatedly urged you to make some kind of apology for that unfortunate occurrence which befell on the night of your arrival here.’ In saying it he looked to her, and not to him; therefore it was she, and not he, who replied:
‘Yes.’
‘I call it unfortunate, Miss Helena,’ resumed Mr. Crisparkle, ‘forasmuch as it certainly has engendered76 a prejudice against Neville. There is a notion about, that he is a dangerously passionate77 fellow, of an uncontrollable and furious temper: he is really avoided as such.’
‘I have no doubt he is, poor fellow,’ said Helena, with a look of proud compassion78 at her brother, expressing a deep sense of his being ungenerously treated. ‘I should be quite sure of it, from your saying so; but what you tell me is confirmed by suppressed hints and references that I meet with every day.’
‘Now,’ Mr. Crisparkle again resumed, in a tone of mild though firm persuasion79, ‘is not this to be regretted, and ought it not to be amended80? These are early days of Neville’s in Cloisterham, and I have no fear of his outliving such a prejudice, and proving himself to have been misunderstood. But how much wiser to take action at once, than to trust to uncertain time! Besides, apart from its being politic81, it is right. For there can be no question that Neville was wrong.’
‘He was provoked,’ Helena submitted.
‘He was the assailant,’ Mr. Crisparkle submitted.
They walked on in silence, until Helena raised her eyes to the Minor Canon’s face, and said, almost reproachfully: ‘O Mr. Crisparkle, would you have Neville throw himself at young Drood’s feet, or at Mr. Jasper’s, who maligns82 him every day? In your heart you cannot mean it. From your heart you could not do it, if his case were yours.’
‘I have represented to Mr. Crisparkle, Helena,’ said Neville, with a glance of deference83 towards his tutor, ‘that if I could do it from my heart, I would. But I cannot, and I revolt from the pretence84. You forget however, that to put the case to Mr. Crisparkle as his own, is to suppose to have done what I did.’
‘I ask his pardon,’ said Helena.
‘You see,’ remarked Mr. Crisparkle, again laying hold of his opportunity, though with a moderate and delicate touch, ‘you both instinctively85 acknowledge that Neville did wrong. Then why stop short, and not otherwise acknowledge it?’
‘Is there no difference,’ asked Helena, with a little faltering86 in her manner; ‘between submission87 to a generous spirit, and submission to a base or trivial one?’
Before the worthy Minor Canon was quite ready with his argument in reference to this nice distinction, Neville struck in:
‘Help me to clear myself with Mr. Crisparkle, Helena. Help me to convince him that I cannot be the first to make concessions88 without mockery and falsehood. My nature must be changed before I can do so, and it is not changed. I am sensible of inexpressible affront89, and deliberate aggravation90 of inexpressible affront, and I am angry. The plain truth is, I am still as angry when I recall that night as I was that night.’
‘Neville,’ hinted the Minor Canon, with a steady countenance91, ‘you have repeated that former action of your hands, which I so much dislike.’
‘I am sorry for it, sir, but it was involuntary. I confessed that I was still as angry.’
‘And I confess,’ said Mr. Crisparkle, ‘that I hoped for better things.’
‘I am sorry to disappoint you, sir, but it would be far worse to deceive you, and I should deceive you grossly if I pretended that you had softened92 me in this respect. The time may come when your powerful influence will do even that with the difficult pupil whose antecedents you know; but it has not come yet. Is this so, and in spite of my struggles against myself, Helena?’
She, whose dark eyes were watching the effect of what he said on Mr. Crisparkle’s face, replied — to Mr. Crisparkle, not to him: ‘It is so.’ After a short pause, she answered the slightest look of inquiry93 conceivable, in her brother’s eyes, with as slight an affirmative bend of her own head; and he went on:
‘I have never yet had the courage to say to you, sir, what in full openness I ought to have said when you first talked with me on this subject. It is not easy to say, and I have been withheld94 by a fear of its seeming ridiculous, which is very strong upon me down to this last moment, and might, but for my sister, prevent my being quite open with you even now. — I admire Miss Bud, sir, so very much, that I cannot bear her being treated with conceit95 or indifference96; and even if I did not feel that I had an injury against young Drood on my own account, I should feel that I had an injury against him on hers.’
Mr. Crisparkle, in utter amazement97, looked at Helena for corroboration98, and met in her expressive99 face full corroboration, and a plea for advice.
‘The young lady of whom you speak is, as you know, Mr. Neville, shortly to be married,’ said Mr. Crisparkle, gravely; ‘therefore your admiration100, if it be of that special nature which you seem to indicate, is outrageously101 misplaced. Moreover, it is monstrous102 that you should take upon yourself to be the young lady’s champion against her chosen husband. Besides, you have seen them only once. The young lady has become your sister’s friend; and I wonder that your sister, even on her behalf, has not checked you in this irrational103 and culpable104 fancy.’
‘She has tried, sir, but uselessly. Husband or no husband, that fellow is incapable of the feeling with which I am inspired towards the beautiful young creature whom he treats like a doll. I say he is as incapable of it, as he is unworthy of her. I say she is sacrificed in being bestowed105 upon him. I say that I love her, and despise and hate him!’ This with a face so flushed, and a gesture so violent, that his sister crossed to his side, and caught his arm, remonstrating106, ‘Neville, Neville!’
Thus recalled to himself, he quickly became sensible of having lost the guard he had set upon his passionate tendency, and covered his face with his hand, as one repentant107 and wretched.
Mr. Crisparkle, watching him attentively108, and at the same time meditating109 how to proceed, walked on for some paces in silence. Then he spoke110:
‘Mr. Neville, Mr. Neville, I am sorely grieved to see in you more traces of a character as sullen111, angry, and wild, as the night now closing in. They are of too serious an aspect to leave me the resource of treating the infatuation you have disclosed, as undeserving serious consideration. I give it very serious consideration, and I speak to you accordingly. This feud112 between you and young Drood must not go on. I cannot permit it to go on any longer, knowing what I now know from you, and you living under my roof. Whatever prejudiced and unauthorised constructions your blind and envious113 wrath114 may put upon his character, it is a frank, good-natured character. I know I can trust to it for that. Now, pray observe what I am about to say. On reflection, and on your sister’s representation, I am willing to admit that, in making peace with young Drood, you have a right to be met half-way. I will engage that you shall be, and even that young Drood shall make the first advance. This condition fulfilled, you will pledge me the honour of a Christian115 gentleman that the quarrel is for ever at an end on your side. What may be in your heart when you give him your hand, can only be known to the Searcher of all hearts; but it will never go well with you, if there be any treachery there. So far, as to that; next as to what I must again speak of as your infatuation. I understand it to have been confided116 to me, and to be known to no other person save your sister and yourself. Do I understand aright?’
Helena answered in a low voice: ‘It is only known to us three who are here together.’
‘It is not at all known to the young lady, your friend?’
‘On my soul, no!’
‘I require you, then, to give me your similar and solemn pledge, Mr. Neville, that it shall remain the secret it is, and that you will take no other action whatsoever117 upon it than endeavouring (and that most earnestly) to erase118 it from your mind. I will not tell you that it will soon pass; I will not tell you that it is the fancy of the moment; I will not tell you that such caprices have their rise and fall among the young and ardent119 every hour; I will leave you undisturbed in the belief that it has few parallels or none, that it will abide120 with you a long time, and that it will be very difficult to conquer. So much the more weight shall I attach to the pledge I require from you, when it is unreservedly given.’
The young man twice or thrice essayed to speak, but failed.
‘Let me leave you with your sister, whom it is time you took home,’ said Mr. Crisparkle. ‘You will find me alone in my room by-and-by.’
‘Pray do not leave us yet,’ Helena implored121 him. ‘Another minute.’
‘I should not,’ said Neville, pressing his hand upon his face, ‘have needed so much as another minute, if you had been less patient with me, Mr. Crisparkle, less considerate of me, and less unpretendingly good and true. O, if in my childhood I had known such a guide!’
‘Follow your guide now, Neville,’ murmured Helena, ‘and follow him to Heaven!’
There was that in her tone which broke the good Minor Canon’s voice, or it would have repudiated122 her exaltation of him. As it was, he laid a finger on his lips, and looked towards her brother.
‘To say that I give both pledges, Mr. Crisparkle, out of my innermost heart, and to say that there is no treachery in it, is to say nothing!’ Thus Neville, greatly moved. ‘I beg your forgiveness for my miserable123 lapse124 into a burst of passion.’
‘Not mine, Neville, not mine. You know with whom forgiveness lies, as the highest attribute conceivable. Miss Helena, you and your brother are twin children. You came into this world with the same dispositions125, and you passed your younger days together surrounded by the same adverse circumstances. What you have overcome in yourself, can you not overcome in him? You see the rock that lies in his course. Who but you can keep him clear of it?’
‘Who but you, sir?’ replied Helena. ‘What is my influence, or my weak wisdom, compared with yours!’
‘You have the wisdom of Love,’ returned the Minor Canon, ‘and it was the highest wisdom ever known upon this earth, remember. As to mine — but the less said of that commonplace commodity the better. Good night!’
She took the hand he offered her, and gratefully and almost reverently126 raised it to her lips.
‘Tut!’ said the Minor Canon softly, ‘I am much overpaid!’ and turned away.
Mr. Crisparkle is overpaid
Retracing127 his steps towards the Cathedral Close, he tried, as he went along in the dark, to think out the best means of bringing to pass what he had promised to effect, and what must somehow be done. ‘I shall probably be asked to marry them,’ he reflected, ‘and I would they were married and gone! But this presses first.’
He debated principally whether he should write to young Drood, or whether he should speak to Jasper. The consciousness of being popular with the whole Cathedral establishment inclined him to the latter course, and the well-timed sight of the lighted gatehouse decided16 him to take it. ‘I will strike while the iron is hot,’ he said, ‘and see him now.’
Jasper was lying asleep on a couch before the fire, when, having ascended128 the postern-stair, and received no answer to his knock at the door, Mr. Crisparkle gently turned the handle and looked in. Long afterwards he had cause to remember how Jasper sprang from the couch in a delirious129 state between sleeping and waking, and crying out: ‘What is the matter? Who did it?’
‘It is only I, Jasper. I am sorry to have disturbed you.’
The glare of his eyes settled down into a look of recognition, and he moved a chair or two, to make a way to the fireside.
‘I was dreaming at a great rate, and am glad to be disturbed from an indigestive after-dinner sleep. Not to mention that you are always welcome.’
‘Thank you. I am not confident,’ returned Mr. Crisparkle, as he sat himself down in the easy-chair placed for him, ‘that my subject will at first sight be quite as welcome as myself; but I am a minister of peace, and I pursue my subject in the interests of peace. In a word, Jasper, I want to establish peace between these two young fellows.’
A very perplexed130 expression took hold of Mr. Jasper’s face; a very perplexing expression too, for Mr. Crisparkle could make nothing of it.
‘How?’ was Jasper’s inquiry, in a low and slow voice, after a silence.
‘For the “How” I come to you. I want to ask you to do me the great favour and service of interposing with your nephew (I have already interposed with Mr. Neville), and getting him to write you a short note, in his lively way, saying that he is willing to shake hands. I know what a good-natured fellow he is, and what influence you have with him. And without in the least defending Mr. Neville, we must all admit that he was bitterly stung.’
Jasper turned that perplexed face towards the fire. Mr. Crisparkle continuing to observe it, found it even more perplexing than before, inasmuch as it seemed to denote (which could hardly be) some close internal calculation.
‘I know that you are not prepossessed in Mr. Neville’s favour,’ the Minor Canon was going on, when Jasper stopped him:
‘You have cause to say so. I am not, indeed.’
‘Undoubtedly; and I admit his lamentable131 violence of temper, though I hope he and I will get the better of it between us. But I have exacted a very solemn promise from him as to his future demeanour towards your nephew, if you do kindly132 interpose; and I am sure he will keep it.’
‘You are always responsible and trustworthy, Mr. Crisparkle. Do you really feel sure that you can answer for him so confidently?’
‘I do.’
The perplexed and perplexing look vanished.
‘Then you relieve my mind of a great dread133, and a heavy weight,’ said Jasper; ‘I will do it.’
Mr. Crisparkle, delighted by the swiftness and completeness of his success, acknowledged it in the handsomest terms.
‘I will do it,’ repeated Jasper, ‘for the comfort of having your guarantee against my vague and unfounded fears. You will laugh — but do you keep a Diary?’
‘A line for a day; not more.’
‘A line for a day would be quite as much as my uneventful life would need, Heaven knows,’ said Jasper, taking a book from a desk, ‘but that my Diary is, in fact, a Diary of Ned’s life too. You will laugh at this entry; you will guess when it was made:
‘“Past midnight. — After what I have just now seen, I have a morbid134 dread upon me of some horrible consequences resulting to my dear boy, that I cannot reason with or in any way contend against. All my efforts are vain. The demoniacal passion of this Neville Landless, his strength in his fury, and his savage135 rage for the destruction of its object, appal136 me. So profound is the impression, that twice since I have gone into my dear boy’s room, to assure myself of his sleeping safely, and not lying dead in his blood.”
‘Here is another entry next morning:
‘“Ned up and away. Light-hearted and unsuspicious as ever. He laughed when I cautioned him, and said he was as good a man as Neville Landless any day. I told him that might be, but he was not as bad a man. He continued to make light of it, but I travelled with him as far as I could, and left him most unwillingly137. I am unable to shake off these dark intangible presentiments138 of evil — if feelings founded upon staring facts are to be so called.”
‘Again and again,’ said Jasper, in conclusion, twirling the leaves of the book before putting it by, ‘I have relapsed into these moods, as other entries show. But I have now your assurance at my back, and shall put it in my book, and make it an antidote139 to my black humours.’
‘Such an antidote, I hope,’ returned Mr. Crisparkle, ‘as will induce you before long to consign140 the black humours to the flames. I ought to be the last to find any fault with you this evening, when you have met my wishes so freely; but I must say, Jasper, that your devotion to your nephew has made you exaggerative here.’
‘You are my witness,’ said Jasper, shrugging his shoulders, ‘what my state of mind honestly was, that night, before I sat down to write, and in what words I expressed it. You remember objecting to a word I used, as being too strong? It was a stronger word than any in my Diary.’
‘Well, well. Try the antidote,’ rejoined Mr. Crisparkle; ‘and may it give you a brighter and better view of the case! We will discuss it no more now. I have to thank you for myself, thank you sincerely.’
‘You shall find,’ said Jasper, as they shook hands, ‘that I will not do the thing you wish me to do, by halves. I will take care that Ned, giving way at all, shall give way thoroughly141.’
On the third day after this conversation, he called on Mr. Crisparkle with the following letter:
‘My Dear Jack142,
‘I am touched by your account of your interview with Mr. Crisparkle, whom I much respect and esteem143. At once I openly say that I forgot myself on that occasion quite as much as Mr. Landless did, and that I wish that bygone to be a bygone, and all to be right again.
‘Look here, dear old boy. Ask Mr. Landless to dinner on Christmas Eve (the better the day the better the deed), and let there be only we three, and let us shake hands all round there and then, and say no more about it.
‘My dear Jack,
‘Ever your most affectionate,
‘Edwin Drood.
‘P.S. Love to Miss Pussy144 at the next music-lesson.’
‘You expect Mr. Neville, then?’ said Mr. Crisparkle.
‘I count upon his coming,’ said Mr. Jasper.
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