Harry bowed like a gentleman, Mr. Stanley like a jack-tar. The first steady, inquiring glance of Hazlehurst, was sufficient to show him, that the rival claimant was a man rather shorter, and decidedly stouter than himself, with dark hair and eyes, and a countenance by no means unpleasant, excepting that it bore evident traces of past habits of intemperance; as far as his features went, they certainly reminded Harry of Mr. Stanley's portrait. The sailor's dress was that which might have been worn by a mate, or skipper, on shore; he appeared not in the least daunted, on the contrary he was quite self-possessed, with an air of determination about him which rather took Harry by surprise.
A few indifferent observations were exchanged between Mr. Reed and Hazlehurst, as the party entered the house; they were taken by Harry into the drawing-room, and he then left them, to inform Mrs. Stanley and Mr. Wyllys of their arrival.
Mrs. Stanley, though a woman of a firm character, was very excitable in her temperament, and she dreaded the interview not a little; she had asked Miss Wyllys to remain with her on the occasion. Mr. Wyllys was sent for, and when he had joined the ladies, and Mrs. Stanley had composed herself, their three visitors were ushered into Miss Wyllys's usual sitting-room by Hazlehurst. He introduced Mr. Reed to Mrs. Stanley and Miss Wyllys, named Mr. Clapp, and added, as the sailor approached:
"Mr. Reed's client, ma'am."
"Mr. William Stanley," added Mr. Reed, firmly, but respectfully.
Mrs. Stanley had risen from her seat, and after curtseying to the lawyers, she turned very pale, as the name of her husband's son was so deliberately applied, by a respectable man, to the individual before her.
"I was just asking Mr. Stanley, when Mr. Hazlehurst joined us," observed the forward Mr. Clapp, "if he remembered Wyllys-Roof at all; but he says his recollections of this place are rather confused."
"When were you here last, sir?" asked Mr. Wyllys of the sailor, giving him a searching look at the same time.
"About five years ago," was the cool reply, rather to Mr. Wyllys's surprise.
"Five years ago!--I have no recollection of the occasion."
The rest of the party were looking and listening, with curious, anxious interest.
"You don't seem to have much recollection of me, at all, sir," said the sailor, rather bitterly.
"Do you mean to say, that you were in this house five years ago?" asked Mr. Wyllys.
"I was here, but I didn't say I was in the house."
"What brought you here?"
"Pretty much the same errand that brings me now."
"What passed on the occasion?"
"I can't say I remember much about it, excepting that you did not give me an over-friendly greeting."
"Explain how it happened, Mr. Stanley," said Mr. Reed, "Mr. Wyllys does not understand you."
"I certainly cannot understand what you mean me to believe. You say you were here, and did not receive a very friendly greeting--how was it unfriendly?"
"Why, you showed me the inside of your smoke-house; which, to my notion, wasn't just the right berth for the son of your old friend, and I took the liberty of kicking off the hatches next morning, and ****** the best of my way out of the neighbourhood."
"You remember the drunken sailor, sir, who was found one night, several years since, near the house," interrupted Harry, who had been listening attentively, and observed Mr. Wyllys's air of incredulity. "I had him locked up in the smoke-house, you may recollect."
"And you must observe, Mr. Hazlehurst, that is a fact which might look ugly before a jury that did not know you," remarked Mr. Clapp; in a sort of half-cunning, half-insinuating manner.
"I do not in the least doubt the ability of many men, sir, to distort actions equally innocent."
"But you acknowledge the fact?"
"The fact that I locked up a drunken sailor, I certainly acknowledge; and you will find me ready to acknowledge any other fact equally true."
"Do you believe this to be the person you locked up, Harry?" asked Mr. Wyllys.
"I think it not improbable that it is the same individual; but I did not see the man distinctly at the time."
"I am glad, gentlemen, that you are prepared to admit the identity thus far--that is a step gained," observed Mr. Clapp, running his hand through his locks.
"Permit me, Mr. Clapp, to ask you a question or two," said Mr. Wyllys. "Now you recall that circumstance to me, I should like to ask, if we have not also heard of this individual since the occasion you refer to?"
"Yes, sir; you probably have heard of him since," replied Mr. Clapp, baldly.
"And in connexion with yourself, I think?"
"In connexion with me, sir. You will find me quite as ready as Mr. Hazlehurst to admit facts, sir," replied the lawyer, leaning back in his chair.
"When they are undeniable," observed Mr. Wyllys, drily. "May I inquire what was the nature of that connexion?" asked the gentleman, with one of his searching looks.
The lawyer did not seem to quail beneath the scrutiny.
"The connexion, Mr. Wyllys, was the commencement of what has been completed recently. Mr. Stanley came to lay before me the claims which he now makes publicly."
"You never made the least allusion to any claim of this kind to me, at that time," said Mr. Wyllys.
"I didn't believe it then; I am free to say so now,"
"Still, not believing the claim, it was singular, I may say suspicious, sir, that you never even mentioned the individual who made it."
"Why, to tell you the truth, Mr. Wyllys, I had unpleasant thoughts about it; we were neighbours and old friends, and though I might make up my mind to undertake the case, if I thought it clear, I did prefer that you should not know about my having had anything to do with it, as long as I thought it a doubtful point.
I think you must see that was only natural for a young lawyer, who had his fortune to make, and expected employment from you and your friends. I have no objections whatever to speaking out now, to satisfy your mind, Mr. Wyllys."
