Of all the crying
shames, that was the worst! The old carp got the money, and _yet_ would
not clear you! I shall never forgive Galloway for that! and when I come
back from Port Natal, rolling in wealth, I'll not look at him when I
pass him in the street, which will cork him uncommonly, and I don't
care if you tell him so. Had I wavered about Port Natal before, that
would have decided me. Clear you I would, and I saw there was no way to
do it but by telling the truth, which I did not care to do while I was
in Helstonleigh. And now I am off, and you know the truth, and Galloway
knows it, for he'll have his letter when you have yours (and I hope it
will be a pill for him), and all Helstonleigh will know it, and you are
cleared, dear old Arthur!"
"The first person that I shall lavish a little of my wealth upon, when
I return, will be poor Jenkins, if he should be still in the land of
the living. We all know that he has as much in him as a gander, and
lets that adorable Mrs. J. (I wish you could have seen her turban the
morning I took leave!) be mistress and master, but he has done me many
a good turn: and, what's more, he _stood up for you_. When Galloway,
Butterby, and Co. were on at it, discussing proofs against you,
Jenkins's humble voice would be heard, 'I am sure, gentlemen, Mr.
Arthur never did it!' Many a time I could have hugged him! and he shall
have some of my good luck when I reach home.
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