pleased with the closeness of the confidence; "no one else shall."
"Mrs. Grantly is very interested in the matter, I know," said Mr. Chadwick.
Did the archdeacon wink, or did he not? I am inclined to think he did not quite wink; but that without such, perhaps, unseemly gesture he communicated to Mr. Chadwick, with the corner of his eye, intimation that, deep as was Mrs. Grantly's interest in the matter, it should not procure for her a perusal of that document; and at the same time he partly opened the small drawer, above spoken of, deposited the paper on the volume of Rabelais, and showed to Mr. Chadwick the nature of the key which guarded these hidden treasures. The careful steward then expressed himself contented. Ah! vain man! he could fasten up his Rabelais, and other things secret, with all the skill of Bramah or of Chubb; but where could he fasten up the key which solved these mechanical mysteries? It is probable to us that the contents of no drawer in that house were unknown to its mistress, and we think, moreover, that she was entitled to all such knowledge.
"But," said Mr. Chadwick, "we must, of course, tell your father and Mr. Harding so much of Sir Abraham's opinion as will satisfy them that the matter is doing well."
"Oh, certainly,—yes, of course," said the doctor.
"You had better let them know that Sir Abraham is of opinion that there is no case at any rate against Mr. Harding: and that as the action is worded at present, it must fall to the ground; they must be nonsuited if they carry it on; you had better tell Mr. Harding, that Sir Abraham is clearly of opinion that he is only a servant, and as such, not liable—or if you like it, I'll see Mr. Harding myself."
"Oh, I must see him to-morrow, and my father too, and I'll explain to them exactly so much,—you won't go before lunch,
