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"No, my dear," said the little lady angrily; "but if he is, I must say that it is too serious a matter for a joke."
"So it is, my dear madam," said the doctor, taking her hand, "far too serious; but I felt in such high spirits to find that we have won the fight, that I was ready to talk any nonsense. All the same though, with some people it's as true as true."
"Yes, but we are not some people," said Mrs Van Heldre. "But now tell us what we are to do."
"Nothing, my dear madam, but let him have rest and peace."
"But he has been asking for Mr Crampton this morning, and that means business."
"Well, let him see him to-morrow, if he asks. If he is not allowed, he will fidget, and that will do him more harm than seeing him, only I would not let him dwell on the attack. Divert his attention all you can, and keep from him all you possibly can about the Vines."
John Van Heldre did not ask for his confidential clerk for two days more, the greater part of which time he spent in sleep; but in the intervals he talked in a low voice to his wife or Madelaine, not even alluding once, to their great surprise, to the cause of his illness.
"He must know it, mamma," said Madelaine, sadly; "and he is silent, so as to spare me."
At last the demand for Crampton was made, and the old clerk heard it looking eager and pleased.
"At last, ma'am," said Crampton, rubbing his hands.
"You'll go up very quietly, Mr Crampton," said Mrs Van Heldre. "If you would not mind."
She pointed to a pair of slippers she had laid ready. The old clerk looked grim, muttered something about the points of his toes, and ended by untying his shoes, and putting on the slippers.
Madelaine was quite right, for no sooner had Van Heldre motioned the clerk to a chair by the bed's head, learned that all was right in his office, and a.s.sured the old man that he was a-mending fast, than he opened upon him regarding the attack that night.
"Was that money taken?" he said quickly.
"Is it right for you to begin talking about that so soon?" replied Crampton.
"Unless you want me to go backwards, yes," said his employer, sharply.
"There, answer my questions. I have nothing the matter now; only weak, and I cannot ask any one else."
"I'm your servant, Mr Van Heldre," said Crampton, stiffly. "Go, sir."
"That money, then?"
"Gone, sir, every note. Five hundred pounds."
"Dead loss," said Van Heldre; "but it must be repaid."
"Humph! pretty opinion you seem to have of me, sir, as a confidential clerk."
"What do you mean, Crampton?"
"Mean, sir? Why, that I did my duty, and stopped every note at the bank of England of course."
"You did that, Crampton?"
"Yes, sir; and those notes are of no use to anybody."
"Capital. Hah! that's better. Five hundred just coming on the other misfortune worried me. Why, Crampton, that's a white paper plaister for my sore head."
"Glad you're satisfied, sir."
"More than satisfied. Now tell me: have the police any notion who committed the robbery?"
Crampton nodded.
"Do you know?"
Crampton looked at his employer curiously, and nodded again.
"Have they taken any one?"
"No, sir," said the old man sadly.
"Hah! That's bad. Who was it?"
"Well, sir, you know of course?"
"I? No!"
"You don't know, sir?"
"I have no idea, Crampton. I heard a noise, and went in and surprised the scoundrel, but it was quite dark, and as I tried to seize him I was struck down."
"And you mean to a.s.sure me, sir, that you don't know who it was?"
"I have not the most remote idea."
"Well then, sir, I must tell you it was him who had been robbing you ever since the first day he came to us."
"Robbing me?"
"Well, not exactly of money in hard cash but of your time, which is just the same. Time's money. Always an hour late."
Van Heldre turned upon him fiercely.
"Crampton, can you let your prejudice go so far as to suspect that young man?"
"Yes, sir, I can... Suspect? No, I am sure. I doubted him from the first."
"It is monstrous. You were unjust to him from the first."
"I, sir?"
"Yes. But then how can a man who has never had a child be just to the weaknesses of the young?"