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On a certain bright autumn after
noon Mr. Poskitt and the partner of
his joys sat in their comfortable par
lor on either side of the tea table,
when the servant announced the
Misses Merridews.
Two quaint figures approached Mrs.
Poskitt, and shook bands with her in
a shy, breathless fashion.
“Do take a cup, ladles,” said Mrs.
Poskitt, who had already replenished
the teapot and whispered the servant
maid to bring fresh hot toast. “It'll
do you a power of good after your
walk. Do, now.”
Miss Sarah Ellen Mcr/idew and
Miss Martha Mary Merridew hesitated
in the fashion which they had been
taught many a long year ago to con
sider the polite and genteel thing, llul
eventually, after many protestations,
the two ladies were seated at the table
and supplied with tea and hot toast.
Secretly Mr. Poskitt was wondering
what had brought them to his house.
He knew them as the proprietors of
the little village shop—two simple
minded old maids, whose solo means
of livelihood lay in their business.
"These here two owd lasses is i’
the vale o' tribulation,” he said to him
self. “Why, now, then, we must set,
if we can’t do summat to help ’em out.
on it. Hut we mun know first how
they conic to get theer.”
Mr. Poskitt never hurried anybody’s
cattle, and he waited until the tea
table had been cleared, and he, his
wife and their visitors had been in
stalled round the cheery fi e, to hear
the reason which had brought the two
old nir,ids to his door. At the end of
a silonce that followed the solemn
lighting of Mr. 'Poskitt's pipe. Miss
Sarah Ellen Merridew spoke, with pa
thetic timidity
“Mr. Poskitt " said Martha Mary,
■“me and Sarah Ellen is in great
trouble.”
Mr. Poskitt Blew out a cloud of
smoke.
"Naay!” said Mr. Poskitt, with great
affectation of deep surprise. "Ye don't
say so? Trouble! Why, I wor just
thinking how well ye wor both looking
—young as lver, like! Trouble? Naay,
come, now!"
"It's like this, Mr. Poskitt," contin
ued Surah Ellen. "I've no doubt you'll
remember our only brother, John. Of
course, you’d never see much of him,
because he left the village when*we
was all young folk. A fine, handsome
young fellow he was—straight-backed,
like all the Merridews.”
"I hev some recollection o' th' gen
tleman," said Mr. Poskitt. "Went
away to London Town, dtdn't-a?"
"He did. Mr. Poskitt. and married
and settled down there," re] lied Sarah
Ellen. "Married a very genteel young
person of the name of Saunders. And.
of course, we never saw much of them
after that—in fact, we never saw John
after lather's burying, and that's a
long time ago. He's dead now, is
John, poor thing! and so is his wife.”
"Left onny fam’ly?" inquired Mr.
Poskitt.
"One son. Mr. Poskitt—John Saun
ders Merridew.” answered Sarah Ellen.
“Yes, John Saunders Merridew. Sor
ry 1 am to say it of one of my own
flesh and blood, Mr. Poskitt, hut that
young man, John Saunders Merridew.
our nevvy though he was, was a had
’un—a real bad 'tin!"
► "Naay!" said Mr. Poskitt. "Ye don't
say!"
“A real bad ’un!” repeated Sarah
Ellen. “Don't you try to make out as ho
wasn't. Martha Mary, for he was. A
•deceiving, story-telling, false tongued
young rascal, that's what he was! He
told us how grandly he was getting on
in his business—he was In the sugar
broking trade, Mr. Poskitt, though I'm
sure I don't know what that is—and
how much better he could get on If he
had a bit more capital, and he said his
bankers would let him have the capital
if he could And securities to be bound
for him. And, of course, it seemed
only right that the young man should
apply to his relatives for help; and
so in the end we signed some papers
as he'd brought down from London
with him. and accordingly me and
Martha Mary became bound to the
bank for him for £400."
“Naay!” said Mr. Poskitt. "Ay, to
be sure! And what next?”
"Th^ next,” replied Sarah Ellen,
•with rising indignation, “was that he
got hold of the money and ran away tc
America—some say with a play-ac
tress. And, of course, we had to fine
the money. We never said a word to
nobody hereabout, for one’s none so
fond of advertising one’s troubles, but
we were sore east down; for, of
course, we’d no £100—we'd naught
but the title deeds of the house and
the shop, and the bit of land round
about. Poor father had toiled and
saved all his life to buy these, you
know. Mr. Poskitt, and we had to rais<
the money by mortgaging them. And
now—now,” concluded Sarah Ellen
"now the mortgage’s foreclosed, ’cans:
he can’t wait for his money any longer,
:;:id me and Martha Mary’s ruined
women! ”
“Me and Sarah Ellen’s ruined
women!” said .Martha Mary.
“At our ages!" sobbed Sarah Ellen
“At our ages!” sobbed Martha Mary.
“I’m 69,” said Sarah Ellen. “I'm an
old, oh! woman.”
“Pm ar. old woman, too,” said Mar
tha Mary. "Hut I'm— I'm younger
than Sarah Ellen."
Mr. Poskitt put down his pipe.
, scratched his Imad. looked at the fire
and the ceiling, hummed and hawed
x few times, and finally sail: "Dear
i-me!” several times, very slowly.
“And who’s t’ house and t' land
mortgaged to?” he suddenly inquired,
facing sharply round on the sisters.
"Onnybcdy hereab u!s?”
Sarah Ellen shook her head sadly.
"Lawyer Reynolds." she said.
"Ye went to t' sharp st a .d t' hard
est 'torney ye could find, seemin'ly,”
he observed.
“We'd tried others. Mr. Poskitt/’
tnsweml Sarah Ellen. "He was the
Inst cl ance."
"And now he weern't give no more
time—-mun have his money, I reckon?”
ask' d Mr. Poskitt.
"Yes," replied Sarah Ellen. “He's
i hard man. We thought, perhaps, that
you might be able to persuade him to
wait until we were dead, Mr. Poskttt.
We're old women—we want to die in
the house where we were born.”
"in the house where we were born,"
echoed Martha Mary.
Mrs. Poskitt began to sho.w signs of
tears. Mr. Poskitt blew his nose very
loudly, ahd, finishing his toddy at one
gulp, made a great noise and bustle in
j mixing another glass of it.
"Why, now, why, now!" he said pres
j ently, “say no more about it. We
mun all do what we can, one for an
other. I’ll away on t' owd boss i' t
i morning and see Reynolds, and try to
| persuade him to hear reason. We
mon’t hev no turning out o’ hearth
• an' home i' these parts.”
It was a day or two later that Mr.
Poskitt called at Lawyer Reynolds'
office. At the end of a quarter of an
hour Mr. Reynolds and Mr. Poskitt
emerged upon the street together, Mr.
Poskitt buttoning his cut-away cbat
over some bulky documents and Mr.
Reynolds rubbing his hands. They
walked together to the King George
and pledged each other in a friendly
glass. Then Mr. Poskitt lighted a
cigar.
“Ye’ll understand,” he said as h°
held out his hand to the solicitor, “ye’ll
understand 'at all 'at’shappened atween
us is to be kep’ secret till t' day o'
wor deaths. If ye iver breathe a word
on 't to onnybody—”
"Not a word, my dear sir. not one
word!” protested Mr. Reynolds. "I
understand you exactly, my dear sir,
and honor your great and highly ad
mirable delicacy of feeling. Rely, my
dear sir, on my absolute secrecy.”
“Why, now, then, that's all reight,
and I’ll bid you good-day,” said Mr
Poskitt., and he made his way home
wards. In the village he drew rein
at the gate of the little garden in
which the old maids’ house stood.
Sarah Ellen and Martha Mary, older ]
than ever in the morning sunlight, j
came hurrying down the path. Mr. I
Poskitt lifted his hat.
“ 'Morning, ladies. A fine morning.' i
he said. He bent down from his sad- i
I d!e, conscious of the anxiety in the
old faces lifted to his. "Now, then, I i
ha’ settled yon bit o' business wi’
’Torney Reynolds,” he said. "It’s all j
reight. Ye’ll niver be bothered about |
j it a gen, as long as -pvt her on you lives, j
| See you.” He drew a paper from his
; pocket and pressed it. into Sarah El
I Ion's hands. "That’s f tif!e deed o’ t’
j house and f la id. Lock it up safe,
j Now ye’ll understand ’at ye're safe for
! life."
The two old women clasped their
hands. Both uttered the same words
at the same moment.
| "Oh. Mr. Poskitt! How did you
i manage it?”
Mr. Poskitt kicked the off-side of his
horse.
"Now. you rami't ax no questions,”
he sajd. "I’ll tell ye all about it some
orher time. I’ve a varry important en
gagement, and I’m late for t' dinner
no w. ’ M o rn i n’—’ m or ni n1.”
In another moment Mr. Poskitt was
out of sight. The old maids, dazed,
speechless, went back to the shop. The
child was waiting patiently at the
counter for its pennyworth of sweets.
Miss Martha Mary gave it, such a pen
nyworth as no child had ever seen
before, and pressed upon it a paste
board donkey which moved its head.
"Well, love,” said Mrs. Poskitt, when
the master sat down in his shirt
sleeves to the dinner table, and, hav
ing knocked three times with the
carving knife, said grace and fell to
upon the joint as his own Amen died
away, "did you persuade Mr. Reynolds
to have a little consideration for the
old ladies?"
UU, civ, I firiouaut'u iiiiu, i
enough,” answered Mr. Poakitt.
“It’s wonderful how you can talk
people round,” said Mrs. Poskitt, ad
miringly. "You’re a wonderful hand
ac persuading folk.”
“I gotten summat to persuade 'em
with,” said Mr. Poskitt. “I'm a reigjht
j ’un i' that line.”
That afternoon, while Mrs. Poskitt
was having her usual nap in the best
room, Mr. Poskitt pulled out another
formidable document from his pocket
and read hits of it with much interest
and curiosity.
“Ecod, they put some words and
phrases into these here mortgages,"
he said, "it ’ud tak’ f lord chancelloi
hissen to explain some o’ this. How
sutniver, it ’s so much waste paper now.
and we’ll put it on t’ fire-back and see
how it burns.”
He threw the parchment on the
glowing Are and watched it crackle
and fizzle and burn. And suddenly he
smote one hand against the other.
“By gow!" he said. “When yon two
owd lasses is dead, t’ house ’ll come to
t’ scapegrace nevvy ’aj -cheated ’em!
Ecod, l niver thowt o’ that—nlver
thowt at I wor buyin’ it for him. Why,
now, then—that Is a bonnie Invest
ment! Howsumiver, what’s it matter?
1 shall nevther want houses nor brass
afore varry long, and t’ owd maids ’ll
sleep sounder to-night nor they’ve
slept for many a month.”
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