nesses drowned but one, and he safe in prison; you yourself changed beyond recognition—let us hope—and walking the streets of the very town you have illustrated by your—well, your eccentricity! It is not badly combined, indeed!"
"You approve it, then?" said I.
"O, approve!" said he; "there is no question of approval. There is only one course which I could approve, and that were to escape to France instanter."
"You do not wholly disapprove, at least?" I substituted.
"Not wholly; and it would not matter if I did," he replied. "Go your own way; you are beyond argument. And I am not sure that you will run more danger by that course than by any other. Give the servants time to get to bed and fall asleep, then take a country cross-road and walk, as the rhyme has it, like blazes all night. In the morning take a chaise or take the mail at pleasure, and continue your journey with all the decorum and reserve of which you shall be found capable."
"I am taking the picture in," I said. "Give me time. 'Tis the tout ensemble I must see: the whole as opposed to the details."
"Mountebank!" he murmured.
"Yes, I have it now; and I see myself with a servant, and that servant is Rowley," said I.
"So as to have one more link with your uncle?" suggested the lawyer. "Very judicious!"
"And, pardon me, but that is what it is," I exclaimed. "Judicious is the word. I am not making a deception fit to last for thirty years; I do not found a palace in the living granite for the night. This is a shelter tent—a flying picture—seen, admired, and gone again in the wink of an eye. What is wanted, in short, is a trompe-l'œl that shall be good enough for twelve hours at an inn: is it not so?"
