Japhet, In Search Of A Father Part 1 by Frederick Marryat (read people like a book .TXT) 📕

Will. Have You No Intention Of Following Up Any Pursuit?"

"Yes,  My Lord,  I Intend To Search After My Father; And I Trust That,  By

Husbanding My Unexpected Resources,  I Shall Now Be Able."

Indifferent To The Substance."

"Ah,  My Lord! It Is Very Well For You To Argue Who Have Had A Father And

Mother,  And Never Felt The Want Of Them; But If You Knew How My Heart

Yearns After My Parents,  You Would Not Be Surprised At My Perseverance."

"I Am Surprised At Nothing In This World,  Mr Newland; Every One Pursues

Happiness In His Own Way; Your Happiness Appears To Be Centred In One

Feeling,  And You Are Only Acting As The World Does In General; But

Recollect That The Search After Happiness Ends In disappointment."

"I Grant It But Too Often Does,  My Lord; But There Is Pleasure In The

Chase," Replied I.

"Well,  Go,  And May You Prosper. All I Can Say Is This,  Mr Newland,  Do

Not Have That False Pride Not To Apply To Me When You Need Assistance.

Recollect,  It Is Much Better To Be Under An Obligation,  If Such You Will

Consider It,  Than To Do That Which Is Wrong; And That It Is A Very False

Pride Which Would Blush To Accept A Favour,  And Yet Not Blush To Do What

It Ought To Be Ashamed Of. Promise Me,  Mr Newland,  That Upon Any Reverse

Or Exigence,  You Will Apply To Me."

"I Candidly Acknowledge To Your Lordship,  That I Would Rather Be Under

An Obligation To Anyone But You; And I Trust You Will Clearly Appreciate

My Feelings. I Have Taken The Liberty Of Refunding The One Thousand

Pounds You Were So Kind As To Place At My Disposal As A Loan. At The

Same Time I Will Promise,  That,  If At Any Time I Should Require Your

Assistance,  I Will Again Request Leave To Become Your Debtor." I Rose

Again To Depart.

"Farewell,  Newland; When I Thought You Had Behaved Ill,  And I Offered To

Better You,  You Only Demanded My Good Opinion; You Have It,  And Have It

So Firmly,  That It Will Not Easily Be Shaken." His Lordship Then Shook

Hands With Me,  And I Took My Leave.

On My Return I Found Emmanuel,  The Money-Lender,  Who Had Accompanied

Timothy,  Fancying That I Was In Want Of More Assistance,  And But Too

Willing To Give It. His Surprise Was Very Great When I Told Him That I

Wished To Repay The Money I Had Borrowed.

"Vell,  Dis Is Very Strange! I Have Lent My Monish A Tousand Times,  And

Never Once They Did Offer It Me Back. Vell,  I Will Take It,  Sar."

"But How Much Must I Give You,  Mr Emmanuel,  For The Ten Days' Loan?"

"How Moch--Vy You Remember,  You Vill Give De Bond Money--De Fifteen

Hundred."

"What! Five Hundred Pounds Interest For Ten Days,  Mr Emmanuel; No,  No,

That'S Rather Too Bad. I Will,  If You Please,  Pay You Back Eleven

Hundred Pounds,  And That I Think Is Very Handsome."

"I Don'T Want My Monish,  My Good Sar. I Lend You One Tousand Pounds,  On

De Condition That You Pay Me Fifteen Hundred When You Come Into Your

Properties,  Which Will Be In Very Short Time. You Send For Me,  And Tell

Me You Vish To Pay Back De Monish Directly; I Never Refuse Monish--If

You Wish To Pay,  I Will Take,  But I Will Not Take Von Farding Less Dan

De Monish On De Bond."

"Very Well,  Mr Emmanuel,  Just As You Please; I Offer You Your Money

Back,  In Presence Of My Servant,  And One Hundred Pounds For The Loan Of

It For Ten Days. Refuse It If You Choose,  But I Earnestly Recommend You

To Take It."

"I Will Not Have De Monish,  Sar; Dis Is De Child'S Play," Replied The

Jew. "I Must Have My Fifteen Hundred--All In Goot Time,  Sar--I Am In No

Hurry--I Vish You A Very Good Morning,  Mr Newland. Ven You Vish For More

Monish To Borrow,  I Shall Be Happy To Pay My Respects." So Saying,  The

Jew Walked Out Of The Room,  With His Arm Behind His Back As Usual.

     _I Decide Upon Honesty As The Best Policy,  And What Is More

     Strange,  Receive Legal Advice Upon This Important Point_.

Timothy And I Burst Into Laughter. "Really,  Timothy," Observed I,  "It

Appears That Very Little Art Is Necessary To Deceive The World,  For In

Every Instance They Will Deceive Themselves. The Jew Is Off My

Conscience,  At All Events,  And Now He Never Will Be Paid,  Until--"

"Until When,  Japhet?"

"Until I Find Out My Father," Replied I.

"Everything Is Put Off Till That Time Arrives,  I Observe," Said Timothy.

"Other People Will Soon Be As Interested In The Search As Yourself."

"I Wish They Were,  Unfortunately It Is A Secret,  Which Cannot Be

Divulged."

A Ring At The Bell Called Timothy Down Stairs; He Returned With A

Letter,  It Was From Lord Windermear,  And Ran As Follows:--

     "My Dear Newland,--I Have Been Thinking About You Ever Since You

     Left Me This Morning,  And As You Appear Resolved To Prosecute Your

     Search,  It Has Occurred To Me That You Should Go About It In a More

     Systematic Way. I Do Not Mean To Say That What I Now Propose Will

     Prove Of Any Advantage To You,  But Still It May,  As You Will Have A

     Very Old,  And Very Clever Head To Advise With. I Refer To Mr

     Masterton,  My Legal Adviser,  From Whom You Had The Papers Which Led

     To Our First Acquaintance. He Is Aware That You Were (I Beg Your

     Pardon) An Impostor,  As He Has Since Seen Mr Estcourt. The Letter

     Enclosed Is For Him,  And With That In Your Hand You May Face Him

Boldly,  And I Have No Doubt But That He Will Assist You All In His

     Power,  And Put You To No Expense. Narrate Your Whole History To

     Him,  And Then You Will Hear What He May Propose. He Has Many

     Secrets,  Much More Important Than Yours. Wishing You Every Success

     That Your Perseverance Deserves,

     "Believe Me,

     "Yours Very Truly,

     "Windermear."

"I Believe The Advice To Be Good," Said I,  After Reading The Letter. "I

Am Myself At Fault,  And Hardly Know How To Proceed. I Think I Will Go At

Once To The Old Gentleman,  Timothy."

"It Can Do No Harm,  If It Does No Good. Two Heads Are Better Than One,"

Replied Timothy. "Some Secrets Are Too Well Kept,  And Deserting A Child

Is One Of Those Which Is Confided But To Few."

"By-The-Bye,  Timothy,  Here Have I Been,  More Than So Many Years Out Of

The Foundling Hospital,  And Have Never Yet Inquired If Any One Has Ever

Been To Reclaim Me."

"Very True; And I Think I'Ll Step Myself To The Workhouse,  At St

Bridget'S,  And Ask Whether Any One Has Asked About Me," Replied Timothy,

With A Grin.

"There Is Another Thing That I Have Neglected," Observed I,  "Which Is,

To Inquire At The Address In coleman Street,  If There Is Any Letter From

Melchior."

"I Have Often Thought Of Him," Replied Timothy. "I Wonder Who He Can

Be--There Is Another Mystery There. I Wonder Whether We Shall Ever Fall

In With Him Again--And Nattee,  Too?"

"There'S No Saying,  Timothy. I Wonder Where That Poor Fool,  Philotas,

And Our Friend Jumbo,  Are Now?"

The Remembrance Of The Two Last Personages Made Us Both Burst Out A

Laughing.

"Timothy,  I'Ve Been Reflecting That My Intimacy With Poor Carbonnell Has

Rather Hindered Than Assisted Me In My Search. He Found Me With A Good

Appearance,  And He Has Moulded Me Into A Gentleman,  So Far As Manners

And Appearance Are Concerned; But The Constant Vortex In Which I Have

Been Whirled In His Company,  Has Prevented Me From Doing Anything. His

Melancholy Death Has Perhaps Been Fortunate For Me. It Has Left Me More

Independent In circumstances,  And More Free. I Must Now Really Set To In

Earnest."

"I Beg Your Pardon,  Japhet,  But Did Not You Say The Same When We First

Set Off On Our Travels,  And Yet Remain More Than A Year With The

Gipsies? Did Not You Make The Same Resolution When We Arrived In Town,

With Our Pockets Full Of Money,  And Yet,  Once Into Fashionable Society,

Think But Little,  And Occasionally,  Of It? Now You Make The Same

Resolution,  And How Long Will You Keep It?"

"Nay,  Timothy,  That Remark Is Hardly Fair; You Know That The Subject Is

Ever In My Thoughts."

"In Your Thoughts,  I Grant,  Very Frequently; But You Have Still Been Led

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