Mr. Grewgious rendered his difficulty a thousand times the greater, by unexpectedly striking in with:
"No to be sure; he may not!"
After that, they all sat silent; the silence of Mr. Bazzard being occasioned by slumber.
"His responsibility is very great though," said Mr. Grewgious, at length, with his eyes on the fire.
Edwin nodded assent, with his eyes on the fire.
"And let him be sure that he trifles with no one," said Mr. Grewgious; "neither with himself, nor with any other."
Edwin bit his lip again, and still sat looking at the fire.
"He must not make a plaything of a treasure. Woe betide him if he does! Let him take that well to heart," said Mr. Grewgious.
Though he said these things in short sentences, much as the supposititious charity boy just now referred to, might have repeated a verse or two from the Book of Proverbs, there was something dreamy (for so literal a man) in the way in which he now shook his right forefinger at the live coals in the grate, and again fell silent.
But not for long. As he sat upright and stiff in his chair, he suddenly rapped his knees, like the carved image of some queer Joss or other coming out of its reverie, and said: "We must finish this bottle, Mr. Edwin. Let me help you. I'll help Bazzard, too, though he is asleep. He mightn't like it else."
He helped them both, and helped himself, and drained his glass, and stood it bottom upward on the table, as though he had just caught a bluebottle in it.
"And now, Mr. Edwin," he proceeded, wiping his mouth and hands upon his handkerchief: "to a little piece of business. You received from me, the other day, a certified copy of Miss Rosa's father's will. You knew its contents before, but you received it from me as a matter of business. I should have sent it to Mr. Jasper, but for Miss Rosa's wishing it to come straight to you, in preference. You received it?"
"Quite safely, sir."
"You should have acknowledged its receipt," said Mr. Grewgious, "business being business all the world over. However, you did not."
"I meant to have acknowledged it when I first came in this evening, sir."
"Not a business-like acknowledgment," returned Mr. Grewgious; "however, let that pass. Now, in that document you have observed a few words of kindly allusion to its being left to me to discharge a little trust, confided to me in conversation, at such time as I in my discretion may think best."
"Yes, sir."
"Mr. Edwin, it came into my mind just now, when I was looking at the fire, that I could, in my discretion, acquit myself of that trust at no better time than the present. Favor me with your attention, half a minute."
He took a bunch of keys from his pocket, singled out by the
