Henry Dunbar Part 41
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"Certainly, Mr. Dunbar."
"Then I think that is really all I have to say. I shall be happy to see you at the Clarendon, if you will dine with me any evening that you are disengaged."
There was very little heartiness in the tone of this invitation; and Mr.
Balderby perfectly understood that it was only a formula which Mr.
Dunbar felt himself called upon to go through. The junior partner murmured his acknowledgment of Henry Dunbar's politeness; and then the two men talked together for a few minutes on indifferent subjects.
Five minutes afterwards Mr. Dunbar rose to leave the room. He went into the pa.s.sage between Mr. Balderby's parlour and the public offices of the bank. This pa.s.sage was very dark; but the offices were well lighted by lofty plate-gla.s.s windows. Between the end of the pa.s.sage and the outer doors of the bank, Henry Dunbar saw the figure of a woman sitting near one of the desks and talking to Clement Austin.
The banker stopped suddenly, and went back to the parlour.
He looked about him a little absently as he re-entered the room.
"I thought I brought a cane," he said.
"I think not," replied Mr. Balderby, rising from before his desk. "I don't remember seeing one in your hand."
"Ah, then, I suppose I was mistaken."
He still lingered in the parlour, putting on his gloves very slowly, and looking out of the window into the dismal backyard, where there was a dingy little wooden door set deep in the stone wall.
While the banker loitered near the window, Clement Austin came into the room, to show some doc.u.ment to the junior partner. Henry Dunbar turned round as the cas.h.i.+er was about to leave the parlour.
"I saw a woman just now talking to you in the office. That's not very business-like, is it, Mr. Austin? Who is the woman?"
"She is a young lady, sir."
"A young lady?"
"Yes, sir."
"What brings her here?"
The cas.h.i.+er hesitated for a moment before he replied, "She--wishes to see you, Mr. Dunbar," he said, after that brief pause.
"What is her name?--who--who is she?"
"Her name is Wilmot--Margaret Wilmot."
"I know no such person!" answered the banker, haughtily, but looking nervously at the half-opened door as he spoke.
"Shut that door, sir!" he said, impatiently, to the cas.h.i.+er; "the draught from the pa.s.sage is strong enough to cut a man in two. Who is this Margaret Wilmot?"
"The daughter of that unfortunate man, Joseph Wilmot, who was cruelly murdered at Winchester!" answered the cas.h.i.+er, very gravely.
He looked Henry Dunbar full in the face as he spoke.
The banker returned his look as unflinchingly as he had done before, and spoke in a hard, unfaltering voice as he answered: "Tell this person, Margaret Wilmot, that I refuse to see her to-day, as I refused to see her in Portland Place, and as I refused to see her at Winchester!" he said, deliberately. "Tell her that I shall always refuse to see her, whenever or wherever she makes an attack upon me. I have suffered enough already on account of that hideous business at Winchester, and I shall most resolutely defend myself from any further persecution. This young person can have no possible motive for wis.h.i.+ng to see me. If she is poor and wants money of me, I am ready and willing to a.s.sist her. I have already offered to do so--I can do no more. But if she is in distress----"
"She is not in distress, Mr. Dunbar," interrupted Clement Austin. "She has friends who love her well enough to s.h.i.+eld her from that."
"Indeed; and you are one of those friends, I suppose, Mr. Austin?"
"I am."
"Prove your friends.h.i.+p, then, by teaching Margaret Wilmot that she has a friend and not an enemy in me. If you are--as I suspect from your manner--something more than a friend: if you love her, and she returns your love, marry her, and she shall have a dowry that no gentleman's wife need be ashamed to bring to her husband."
There was no anger, no impatience in the banker's voice now, but a tone of deep feeling. Clement Austin locked at him, astonished by the change in his manner.
Henry Dunbar saw the look, and it seemed as if he endeavoured to answer it.
"You have no need to be surprised that I shrink from seeing Margaret Wilmot," he said. "Cannot you understand that my nerves may be none of the strongest, and that I cannot endure the idea of an interview with this girl, who, no doubt, by her persistent pursuit of me, suspects me of her father's murder? I am an old man, and I have been thirty-five years in India. My health is shattered, and I have a horror of all tragic scenes. I have not yet recovered from the shock of that horrible business at Winchester. Go and tell Margaret Wilmot this: tell her that I will be her true friend if she will accept that friends.h.i.+p, but that I will not see her until she has learned to think better of me."
There was something very straightforward, very simple, in all this. For a time, at least, Clement Austin's mind wavered. Margaret was, perhaps, wrong, after all, and Henry Dunbar might be an innocent man.
It was Clement who had informed Margaret of Mr. Dunbar's expected presence here upon this day; and it was on the strength of that information that the girl had come to St. Gundolph Lane, with the determination of seeing the man whom she believed to be the murderer of her father.
Clement returned to the office, where he had left Margaret, in order to repeat to her Mr. Dunbar's message.
No sooner had the door of the parlour closed upon the cas.h.i.+er than Henry Dunbar turned abruptly to his junior partner.
"There is a door leading from the yard into a court that connects St.
Gundolph Lane with another lane at the back," he said, "is there not?"
He pointed to the dark little yard outside the window as he spoke.
"Yes, there is a door, I believe."
"Is it locked?"
"No; it is seldom locked till four o'clock; the clerks use it sometimes, when they go in and out."
"Then I shall go out that way," said Mr. Dunbar, who was almost breathless in his haste. "You can send the carriage back to the Clarendon by-and-by. I don't want to see that girl. Good morning."
He hurried out of the parlour, and into a pa.s.sage leading to the yard, followed by Mr. Balderby, who wondered at his senior partner's excitement. The door in the yard was not locked. Henry Dunbar opened it, went out into the court, and closed the door behind him.
So, for the third time, he escaped from an interview with Margaret Wilmot.
CHAPTER XXVII.
CLEMENT AUSTIN'S WOOING.
For the third time Margaret Wilmot was disappointed in the hope of seeing Henry Dunbar. Clement Austin had on the previous evening told her of the banker's intended visit to the office in St. Gundolph Lane, and the young music-mistress had made hasty arrangements for the postponement of her usual duties, in order that she might go to the City to see Henry Dunbar.
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