BOOK THE FIRST: THE CUP AND THE LIP
Chapter 3: Another Man (continued)
'No it hasn't!'
'Yes it has, Charley. I see, as plain as plain can be, that your way
is not ours, and that even if father could be got to forgive your
taking it (which he never could be), that way of yours would be
darkened by our way. But I see too, Charley--'
'Still as plain as plain can be, Liz?' asked the boy playfully.
'Ah! Still. That it is a great work to have cut you away from
father's life, and to have made a new and good beginning. So there
am I, Charley, left alone with father, keeping him as straight as I
can, watching for more influence than I have, and hoping that
through some fortunate chance, or when he is ill, or when--I don't
know what--I may turn him to wish to do better things.'
'You said you couldn't read a book, Lizzie. Your library of books
is the hollow down by the flare, I think.'
'I should be very glad to be able to read real books. I feel my want
of learning very much, Charley. But I should feel it much more, if
I didn't know it to be a tie between me and father.--Hark! Father's
tread!'
It being now past midnight, the bird of prey went straight to roost.
At mid-day following he reappeared at the Six Jolly Fellowship
Porters, in the character, not new to him, of a witness before a
Coroner's Jury.
Mr Mortimer Lightwood, besides sustaining the character of one of
the witnesses, doubled the part with that of the eminent solicitor
who watched the proceedings on behalf of the representatives of
the deceased, as was duly recorded in the newspapers. Mr
Inspector watched the proceedings too, and kept his watching
closely to himself. Mr Julius Handford having given his right
address, and being reported in solvent circumstances as to his bill,
though nothing more was known of him at his hotel except that his
way of life was very retired, had no summons to appear, and was
merely present in the shades of Mr Inspector's mind.
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