THE AGENT'S PUNISHMENT.
The village bells tolled mournfully, and the stout farmers looked with
Saddened faces at each other on the morning which was to consign to
earth the remains of Mary Waters. Matrons held their aprons to their
eyes as they followed the melancholy procession. She was laid by her own
request in the same grave with Ellen Hunter. The old clergyman who had
loved her as his daughter, faltered as he read the solemn words, "I am
the resurrection and the life," and when the ceremony was concluded,
there was not an eye that was not filled with tears. When the old
steward heard the earth fall upon the coffin lid, his frame was seen to
quiver, he fell forward, and his spirit had departed. They laid him by
the side of his grand daughter the next day; and it was soon ascertained
that he had left the bulk of his savings to the poor children of
Johnson, and that Mrs. Alice Goodfellow was appointed sole executrix.
Rumors now began to circulate about the Earl--a claim had been laid in
due form by Edward--and the tumult which raged in his heart was
indescribable. Yet he dared to think of vengeance, and swore an oath to
have the heart's blood of those who had humbled him. As he approached
the house of the agent he determined to ask his aid in carrying out his
schemes. Mr. Lambert, however, had no intention of being dragged down
into the vortex, and received him coldly.
'This is not the reception I expected, Mr. Lambert.'
'I beg your pardon sir.'
Sir!--how the word grated on the ear, that had been accustomed to 'my
lord,' and that in the humblest tone; 'I merely wish to intimate, Mr.
Lambert, when it is your gracious pleasure to listen, that I want a word
or two with you.' He spoke in his old sneering tone; the other, who from
habit, remained standing in his presence, bowed; but he did not answer a
word. 'Since you cannot, or will not speak--hear one thing; for your
interest is thereby affected; and that I suppose will reach you--do you
suppose, that those who have attacked the master, will let the servant
escape. Will not even the great Mr. Lambert, be required to give an
account of his stewardship; when so humble an individual as myself, has
been deemed worthy of notice?'--he bowed with mock humility. 'My
accounts are prepared to undergo the strictest investigation. My--sir--'
said the agent, recovering his self possession the instant business was
mentioned, 'both as regards the estate and personal account, my balances
are correct--that of the estate which yet remains unsettled I am ready
to account for to--the proper parties--' (he substituted for the new
Earl's name which rose to his lips,) 'the small balance on the personal
account which is in my favour, I shall be happy to take your note
for--properly endorsed.' The man of business had been so occupied with
the figures he was running up in his mind, that he had failed to observe
the gathering storm on his companion's brow; he had been so used to hold
down his head while speaking to his patron, that even now he could not
forego the habit; but the last word had not passed his lips fully--ere
the earl rose from his seat, and seizing the heavy brass lamp upon the
table between them, struck the unfortunate man a tremendous blow with
it, which prostrated him to the floor; smashing in a portion of his
skull, and inflicting a mortal wound; the agent groaned and lay
senseless; the servants rushed to the scene on hearing the fall, but the
furious appearance of the murderer terrified them, particularly as he
still held in his hand the weapon he had used; he burst through them,
and mounting his horse at the door, fled as though pursued by all the
fiends of hell.