CHAPTER CXVII.
AN EXPLANATORY CONVERSATION.
Three days had elapsed since that eventful evening on which so many
exciting incidents occurred; and the scene now changes to the dwelling
of Dr. Lascelles in Grafton Street.
It was about four in the afternoon and the physician was seated in his
study, Lord Ellingham being his companion at the time.
“At length, my dear doctor,” said the nobleman, “you have found leisure
to accord me an hour to give me those explanations which my afflicted
brother feels himself incapable to enter into at present. The loss of
Tamar, whose funeral is to take place the day after to-morrow, has
proved almost a mortal blow to his generous heart: but the kindness of
Mr. de Medina and Esther, who insisted upon having him with them at
Finchley, must in some degree mitigate his grief. And yet, alas! that
bereaved father and mourning sister have themselves such bitter need of
solace! Just heaven! it was a frightful catastrophe!”
“And the murderer perished in a frightful manner,” added the physician.
“But now that the excitement created by these appalling events, and
by all the other circumstances which Old Death’s crime was the means
of bringing to light, has somewhat subsided,--not only in respect to
the public, but likewise with regard to the minds of those persons
privately interested in the whole affair,--we may venture to converse
upon the topic in the hope of approaching it with some degree of
calmness. In the first place, my dear Arthur, tell me how you fared
with the Home Secretary--I mean, give me the details of your visit to
that Minister.”
“On my arrival at his official residence,” said the Earl, “on the
dreadful night in question, I sent up my card with a message soliciting
an immediate and private audience; and the favour was instantaneously
granted. In as succinct a manner as possible, I explained to the
Minister all that it was necessary to communicate. I told him that
Thomas Rainford, who had been doomed to death and publicly executed,
had survived the frightful ordeal of the scaffold; but relative
to the means or the agents of his resuscitation, I proffered no
explanation--and none was demanded of me. The Minister instantly
recollected the circumstance of having signed a full and complete
pardon on behalf of Rainford, some weeks ago, and at the intercession
of the King; and, doubtless knowing well the wayward character of
George the Fourth, he perhaps thought that the less he enquired into
the business, the better. I then gave him as much information relative
to the recent proceedings of Rainford as was known to myself; and
when the Minister heard that he was the individual who had played so
mysterious a part in the affair of Torrens, his brow lowered. But
I immediately showed him the document signed by George the Fourth;
and I gave him to understand that Rainford was acquainted with such
proofs of the King’s profligacy and unprincipled character, as would
positively compromise the safety of the throne if they were published.
This species of threat I was compelled to hold out, inasmuch as the
Home Secretary seemed inclined to permit matters to take their course
without any interference on his part. But, when he heard that the King
had given that solemn acknowledgment of obligation in order to hush up
some affair of which he was ashamed and likewise seriously alarmed, the
Minister intimated his readiness to do any thing I required to avoid a
scandal that might compromise his royal master. He nevertheless urged
that an immense excitement had already been created in the metropolis,
and which would of course spread to the provinces, by that sudden
discovery that Thomas Rainford had not only escaped the scaffold, but
had actually taken upon himself the functions of a judge in disposing
of the murderers of Sir Henry Courtenay, according to his own caprice
and will. ‘_In fact_,’ said the Minister, ‘_the public will imagine
that Rainford himself was an accomplice in the assassination of the
baronet; and every one will ask what has been done with the two men,
Splint and Pedler, who have thus been spirited away_.’--To this I could
only reply that I was well assured of Rainford’s complete innocence
in respect to the murder of Sir Henry Courtenay; that he had adopted
certain opinions relative to the reformation of criminals, and had
chosen to test his system by applying it to those men; that the men
were no longer in the country, but whither they had been sent I knew
full well Rainford would never divulge to the Government; and that
the Minister must decide between two alternatives--namely, whether he
would dare public opinion in the case, or whether he would have his
royal master seriously compromised. I can assure you, my dear doctor,
that it gave me great pain and was most repugnant to my feelings to be
compelled to hold out any menace of this kind but could I leave a stone
unturned that would serve the interest of my generous half-brother?”
“You already to some extent know the motives which induced Rainford
to return to England instead of proceeding to America, and adopt the
disguise under the cloak of which he broke up Old Death’s gang?” said
the physician, enquiringly.
“I gathered a few rapid and broken details from the Medinas, during
the ride from Finchley to Red Lion Street, on that fatal evening
when Jacob Smith came to the Manor, where I happened to be at the
time, to announce the awful event which had occurred,” replied the
Earl. “But you may readily believe that both Mr. de Medina and Esther
were too profoundly afflicted to be able to give me any very minute
explanations. Moreover, I was myself so terribly excited, and so full
of serious apprehensions----”
“I understand--’twas quite natural,” interrupted the doctor. “But pray
proceed with your narrative of the interview with the Secretary of
State.”
“I have little more to say upon that subject,” observed Lord
Ellingham. “The Minister balanced for some minutes between the
alternatives which I submitted to him, and it was evident that he
felt deeply grieved and chagrined at the consequences of the royal
indiscretions,--indiscretions which had led the King to sign two
important papers, both seriously affecting the proper and legitimate
course of justice. But, in the end, he yielded to the alternative
which was favourable to our wishes; and, placing himself at his desk,
he wrote the order to set Thomas Rainford free, which I delivered to
the Bow Street officers on my return to Red Lion Street shortly after
midnight.”
“It is therefore certain that no further apprehensions need be
entertained on that head?” enquired the physician.
“None,” answered the Earl of Ellingham. “The Coroner’s Inquest,
which sate upon the bodies of Tamar and Benjamin Bones yesterday,
elicited, as you are well aware, the fact that the old man had been
imprisoned by Rainford, and visited first by Esther, and on the last
and fatal occasion by her unfortunate sister, merely with a view to his
reformation and redemption from a course of crime----”
“And, therefore,” added the physician, “public opinion is actually
in favour of Rainford at this moment. But how happened it that Lady
Hatfield was enabled to procure that document which conferred a full
pardon upon him?”
“That woman possesses a most generous--a most noble heart!”
exclaimed the Earl. “The voluptuous monarch sought to render her the
victim of his lust; and it suddenly struck her, when his designs
became unmistakeably apparent, that she might avail herself of the
circumstance to perform an act calculated to exhibit her sincere
friendship for me. She accordingly affected to yield in a certain
measure to his disgusting overtures: she overcame the natural scruples
of a pure soul, so far as to give vague promises and encourage the
King’s passion, in order to obtain from him the document which she
required. And she succeeded. But, on the occasion of that interview
with the King at which he presented her with the precious paper, she
was nearly falling a victim to her generous conduct and to his brutal
violence. An extraordinary combination of circumstances, however,
had led Rainford into the palace on that very evening; and accident
enabled him not only to deliver Georgiana from the power of the King,
but likewise to extort from his Majesty that written promise of deep
obligation which has proved so vitally important to his interests.”
“The entire affair is truly romantic,” observed the doctor. “And now
you wish me to give you in detail an explanation of all Rainford’s late
proceedings?”
“I am already acquainted with much concerning them, and conjecture
enables me to comprehend more,” resumed the nobleman: “at the same
time, I should be pleased to hear a connected account from your lips.”
“It is by no means a disagreeable task for me to narrate incidents
which prove the existence of so many generous traits in the heart of
that man whom I was the means of restoring to life and to the world,”
said Dr. Lascelles; “for since that day on which he opened his eyes
in my laboratory, I have regarded him almost in the light of a son.
I must begin by informing you that Rainford was deeply touched by a
conversation which he had with you, relative to the miseries and crimes
of the poor and ignorant classes of society----”
“That conversation took place in the evening following his
resuscitation,” observed Arthur,--“the same evening on which I captured
Benjamin Bones, as he was ascending from the subterranean.”
“The discourse which yourself and your half-brother had together on
that occasion,” resumed the doctor, “induced him to reflect profoundly
upon the nature of crime--the circumstances which engender, and
afterwards encourage it--and the best modes of producing a reformation.
That train of thought led him to ponder upon other matters, essentially
regarding yourself. For he saw that Benjamin Bones would prove your
most implacable enemy: he knew that old man’s character well--and he
felt assured that he would devise and carry into effect some atrocious
schemes of vengeance against you. These convictions filled Rainford’s
mind with the gloomiest apprehensions, although he contrived to veil
them from you. He trembled lest you should fall into the snares which
that incarnate fiend--God forgive me for speaking ill of the dead--was
certain to spread at your feet; and he resolved to adopt some means
to counteract the effects of that man’s malignant spite. In a word,
he determined, at any sacrifice, to watch over that brother who had
acted so generously and nobly towards him. But not to a soul did he
communicate his ideas, until he had safely embarked, with Tamar,
Jacob Smith, and Charley Watts, on board the American packet-ship at
Havre-de-Grace. Then he revealed his intentions to Tamar; and she
immediately fell into his views--for she knew no will save his own.
The captain of the ship consented, for a reward, to touch at Guernsey;
and there Rainford, his wife, the youth, and the boy, were landed in
the middle of the night. The next morning, your half-brother and Cæsar
appeared in the disguise of blackamoors; and from Saint Peter’s Port,
the capital of the island, they sailed for Weymouth--Tamar with Charley
Watts proceeding by way of Southampton. The rendezvous was London; and
all Rainford’s plans, so far as he could forecast them, were already
arranged. On her arrival in the metropolis, Tamar immediately sent for
her father and sister to the inn at which she alighted; and to them she
communicated her husband’s design. It was of course necessary to keep
the entire scheme concealed from yourself; as it was well known that
you would never rest until you had persuaded your brother to quit the
country again, were you aware of his return. At that time you were not
engaged to Esther; and she had therefore no hesitation in maintaining
this much of duplicity towards you. Subsequently--I mean, after your
engagement together--she felt herself bound still to guard inviolably
a secret that had your welfare as its basis. Well, then, Mr. de Medina
and Esther lent themselves to the project--and cheerfully too, because
they recognised all the importance of allowing Rainford to adopt the
necessary measures to ensure your complete safety. Tamar and Charley
Watts accordingly took up their abode at Finchley Manor, the proper
precautions being taken to enable them to dwell there in the strictest
privacy, and the fidelity of the servants being well assured in respect
to their presence at that house. So far all proceeded satisfactorily;
and in the meantime Rainford, accompanied by Jacob Smith, whom he
named Cæsar, arrived in London. You may conceive my surprise when
one evening, having been informed by my servant that an East Indian
gentleman was waiting to see me in the drawing-room, I proceeded to
that apartment and found myself in the presence of Thomas Rainford! I
did not recognize him at once; but he speedily made himself known to
me; and, when his plans were developed, I readily agreed to aid him
in their accomplishment. As he had expected and indeed calculated, I
had full and complete control over the houses in Red Lion and Turnmill
Streets; and he felt convinced that you would never think of visiting
them. You had purchased them merely to deprive Benjamin Bones of the
power of plunging his victims into the subterranean cells; and you
allowed me the use of the premises for my laboratory. Under all these
circumstances, the house in Red Lion Street was the best suited to
Rainford’s designs; and it was speedily furnished in a suitable manner.
The neighbours believed that a retired East Indian merchant had taken
the place; and therefore no surprise--no excitement was occasioned,
when they perceived that the new tenant had his private carriage
and numerous dependants. But how did Rainford manage to obtain the
assistance of several faithful persons, who were blindly obedient to
his will, and to one of whom--named Wilton--he entrusted his entire
history? They were all poor and deserving persons whom I knew well--men
who had at different times been my patients, and in whom I felt an
interest. Thus, in a very few days, the most complete arrangements were
effected; and just at the moment when Rainford was prepared to commence
operations, and when he had succeeded in tracing the abode of Benjamin
Bones, chance threw him in the way of a certain John Jeffreys, whom
he resolved to render subservient to his purposes in uprooting the
atrocious gang.”
The physician then proceeded to relate the manner in which Rainford
had drawn Jeffreys into his service,--the revelations made to him by
that individual’s unfolding all the dreadful schemes of vengeance
contemplated by Old Death, and directed against the happiness of
the Earl himself,--the projected exhumation of the coffin in Saint
Luke’s church-yard, and the ferocious idea of blinding Lady Hatfield
and Esther de Medina,--the mode in which these diabolical aims were
frustrated by the arrest of all the members of Old Death’s gang,--and
the faithful conduct of Jeffreys. Dr. Lascelles also narrated the
proceedings of Rainford in the difficult affair of Mr. Torrens,--how,
disguised as an old man, and admirably sustaining that character, he
had entrapped Sir Christopher Blunt to the house in Red Lion Street
to preside at the examination of the two prisoners,--and how he (Dr.
Lascelles) had become a party to that transaction,--all of which
particulars are well known to the reader. Finally, the physician made
the Earl acquainted with the nature and the results of the system
of reformation applied to all the members of the gang,--how it had
succeeded in respect to Tidmarsh, the Bunces, Pedler and Splint,--and
how Esther de Medina had deputed her unfortunate sister to visit
Benjamin Bones on that fatal evening which was characterised by a
savage murder!
There was only one point connected with Rainford’s affairs, on which
the Earl and the physician did not touch; and this was the parentage
of little Charley Watts. The doctor was unacquainted with the fact
that Rainford had some years back forcibly violated the person of
Lady Hatfield, and that the issue of this crime was the boy who still
bore the name by which we have just called him. The Earl of Ellingham
naturally veiled the circumstance even from a friend so intimate and
sincere as Lascelles; and though the doctor knew that Lady Hatfield had
been a mother, he also kept this knowledge to himself, and was very far
from suspecting the true history of Charley Watts. Lascelles, it will
be remembered, had made the discovery relative to Georgiana on that
occasion when he attended her in her severe illness, and when he gave
her a soporific, as recorded in the early part of this work: but he had
never mentioned that discovery to a soul;--and the Earl of Ellingham
was as far from supposing that Lady Hatfield’s loss of chastity was
known to the physician, as the physician was from entertaining even the
remotest idea relative to the parentage of the boy.
But Rainford was already aware that this boy was his own son--the issue
of the outrage which he had perpetrated upon Lady Hatfield! Yes--on the
evening before this interview between the Earl of Ellingham and Dr.
Lascelles, the former had so far intruded upon his brother’s profound
grief, as to make to him a revelation which a sense of duty forbade
him to delay. Rainford also learnt, at the same time, that Georgiana
was herself acquainted with the fact of her child being in his
care--placed under his protection as it were by the inscrutable decrees
of Providence! But for the sake of the honour of Lady Hatfield, and of
sparing Rainford from the necessity of giving unpleasant and degrading
explanations to his friends, it had been determined between Lord
Ellingham and himself that the boy should still continue to bear the
name of Watts, and that his real parentage should be unacknowledged--at
least for the present.
In order not to dwell with tedious minuteness upon this portion of our
narrative, we shall briefly state that the funeral of Tamar took place
on the day appointed; and if the tears of heart-felt grief streaming
from the eyes of true mourners can avail for the souls of the departed,
then the spirit of the murdered Jewess must have received ample solace
and full propitiation in those regions to which it had taken wing!
But how deep a gloom had fallen upon the family of Medina;--and
how poignant was the anguish which the bereaved father and sister
experienced for the departed!
Nor less acute was the sorrow of the husband who survived that fair but
prematurely crushed flower of Israel;--for immense was thy love for
her, Tom Rain!