George meanwhile, with his hat on one side, his elbows squared, and his swaggering martial air, made for Bedford Row, and stalked into the attorney's offices as if he was lord of every pale-faced clerk who was scribbling there.He ordered somebody to inform Mr.Higgs that Captain Osborne was waiting, in a fierce and patronizing way, as if the pekin of an attorney, who had thrice his brains, fifty times his money, and a thousand times his experience, was a wretched underling who should instantly leave all his business in life to attend on the Captain's pleasure.He did not see the sneer of contempt which passed all round the room, from the first clerk to the articled gents, from the articled gents to the ragged writers and white-faced runners, in clothes too tight for them, as he sate there tapping his boot with his cane, and thinking what a parcel of miserable poor devils these were.The miserable poor devils knew all about his affairs.They talked about them over their pints of beer at their public-house clubs to other clerks of a night.
Ye gods, what do not attorneys and attorneys' clerks know in London! Nothing is hidden from their inquisition, and their families mutely rule our city.
Perhaps George expected, when he entered Mr.Higgs's apartment, to find that gentleman commissioned to give him some message of compromise or conciliation from his father; perhaps his haughty and cold demeanour was adopted as a sign of his spirit and resolution: but if so, his fierceness was met by a chilling coolness and indifference on the attorney's part, that rendered swaggering absurd.He pretended to be writing at a paper, when the Captain entered."Pray, sit down, sir," said he, "and I will attend to your little affair in a moment.Mr.
Poe, get the release papers, if you please"; and then he fell to writing again.
Poe having produced those papers, his chief calculated the amount of two thousand pounds stock at the rate of the day; and asked Captain Osborne whether he would take the sum in a cheque upon the bankers, or whether he should direct the latter to purchase stock to that amount."One of the late Mrs.Osborne's trustees is out of town," he said indifferently, "but my client wishes to meet your wishes, and have done with the business as quick as possible.""Give me a cheque, sir," said the Captain very surlily.
"Damn the shillings and halfpence, sir," he added, as the lawyer was making out the amount of the draft; and, flattering himself that by this stroke of magnanimity he had put the old quiz to the blush, he stalked out of the office with the paper in his pocket.
"That chap will be in gaol in two years," Mr.Higgs said to Mr.Poe.
"Won't O.come round, sir, don't you think?""Won't the monument come round," Mr.Higgs replied.
"He's going it pretty fast," said the clerk."He's only married a week, and I saw him and some other military chaps handing Mrs.Highflyer to her carriage after the play." And then another case was called, and Mr.George Osborne thenceforth dismissed from these worthy gentlemen's memory.
The draft was upon our friends Hulker and Bullock of Lombard Street, to whose house, still thinking he was doing business, George bent his way, and from whom he received his money.Frederick Bullock, Esq., whose yellow face was over a ledger, at which sate a demure clerk, happened to be in the banking-room when George entered.
His yellow face turned to a more deadly colour when he saw the Captain, and he slunk back guiltily into the inmost parlour.George was too busy gloating over the money (for he had never had such a sum before), to mark the countenance or flight of the cadaverous suitor of his sister.
Fred Bullock told old Osborne of his son's appearance and conduct."He came in as bold as brass," said Frederick."He has drawn out every shilling.How long will a few hundred pounds last such a chap as that?"Osborne swore with a great oath that he little cared when or how soon he spent it.Fred dined every day in Russell Square now.But altogether, George was highly pleased with his day's business.All his own baggage and outfit was put into a state of speedy preparation, and he paid Amelia's purchases with cheques on his agents, and with the splendour of a lord.