Don't you hear me, I say? What was the upshot?"
"Why, the upshot was," replied the other, "that nothing of sufficient
importance has been discovered yet; but we have reason to suppose that
they're engaged in the process of forgery or coining, as they were in
that of illicit distillation under the patronage of the virtuous Hycy
Burke, or Hycy the accomplished, as he calls himself."
"Tut, tut!" exclaimed Clinton, disappointed--"so after all, there has
been nothing done?"
"Oh, yes, there has been something done; for instance, all these
matters have been laid before Mr. Vanston, and he has had two or three
interviews with Chevydale, in whose estimation he has exonerated young
M'Mahon from the charge of bribery and ingratitude. Fethertonge holds
such a position now with his employer that an infant's breath would
almost blow him out of his good opinion."
"I'll tell you what, Harry, I think you have it in your power among you
to punish these rogues; and I think, too, it's a pity that Fethertonge
should escape. A breath will dislodge him, you say; but for fear it
should not, we will give him a breeze."
"I am to meet Vanston at Chevydale's by-and-by, uncle. There's to be an
investigation there; and by the way, allow me to bring Hycy's anonymous
letter with me--it may serve an honest man and help to punish a rogue.
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