How was this to be done? Lady Verinder was dead.Rachel and I, so long as the suspicion of theft rested on me, were parted irrevocably.Godfrey Ablewhite was away travelling on the Continent.It was simply impossible to reassemble the people who had inhabited the house, when I had slept in it last.The statement of this objection did not appear to embarrass Ezra Jennings.He attached very little importance, he said, to reassembling the same people -- seeing that it would be vain to expect them to reassume the various positions which they had occupied towards me in the past times.
On the other hand, he considered it essential to the success of the experiment, that I should see the same objects about me which had surrounded me when I was last in the house.
`Above all things,' he said, `you must sleep in the room which you slept in, on the birthday night, and it must be furnished in the same way.The stairs, the corridors, and Miss Verinder's sitting-room, must also be restored to what they were when you saw them last.It is absolutely necessary, Mr.
Blake, to replace every article of furniture in that part of the house which may now be put away.The sacrifice of your cigars will be useless, unless we can get Miss Verinder's permission to do that.'
`Who is to apply to her for permission?' I asked.
`Is it not possible for you to apply?'
`Quite out of the question.After what has passed between us on the subject of the lost Diamond, I can neither see her, nor write to her, as things are now.'
Ezra Jennings paused, and considered for a moment.
`May I ask you a delicate question?' he said.
I signed to him to go on.
`Am I right, Mr.Blake, in fancying (from one or two things which have dropped from you) that you felt no common interest in Miss Verinder, in former times?'
`Quite right.'
`Was the feeling returned?'
`It was.'
`Do you think Miss Verinder would be likely to feel a strong interest in the attempt to prove your innocence?'
`I am certain of it.'
`In that case, I will write to Miss Verinder -- if you will give me leave.'
`Telling her of the proposal that you have made to me?'
`Telling her of everything that has passed between us today.'
It is needless to say that I eagerly accepted the service which he had offered to me.
`I shall have time to write by to-day's post,' he said, looking at his watch.`Don't forget to lock up your cigars, when you get back to the hotel!
I will call to-morrow morning and hear how you have passed the night.'
I rose to take leave of him; and attempted to express the grateful sense of his kindness which I really felt.
He pressed my hand gently.`Remember what I told you on the moor,' he answered.`If I can do you this little service, Mr.Blake, I shall feel it like a last gleam of sunshine, falling on the evening of a long and clouded day.'
We parted.It was then the fifteenth of June.The events of the next ten days -- every one of them more or less directly connected with the experiment of which I was the passive object -- are all placed on record, exactly as they happened, in the Journal habitually kept by Mr.Candy's assistant.In the pages of Ezra Jennings nothing is concealed, and nothing is forgotten.Let Ezra Jennings tell how the venture with the opium was tried, and how it ended.
[Next Chapter] [Table of Contents]The Moonstone: Second period, Fourth Narrative[Previous Chapter] [Table of Contents]FOURTH NARRATIVE EXTRACTED FROM THE JOURNAL OF EZRA JENNINGS1849.-- J UNE 15 TH....
With some interruption from patients, and some interruption from pain, I finished my letter to Miss Verinder in time for to-day's post.I failed to make it as short a letter as I could have wished.But I think I have made it plain.It leaves her entirely mistress of her own decision.If she consents to assist the experiment, she consents of her own free will, and not as a favour to Mr.Franklin Blake or to me.
June 16th.-- Rose late, after a dreadful night; the vengeance of yesterday's opium, pursuing me through a series of frightful dreams.At one time Iwas whirling through empty space with the phantoms of the dead, friends and enemies together.At another, the one beloved face which I shall never see again, rose at my bedside, hideously phosphorescent in the black darkness, and glared and grinned at me.A slight return of the old pain, at the usual time in the early morning, was welcome as a change.It dispelled the visions -- and it was bearable because it did that.
My bad night made it late in the morning, before I could get to Mr.
Franklin Blake.I found him stretched on the sofa, breakfasting on brandy and soda-water, and a dry biscuit.
`I am beginning, as well as you could possibly wish,' he said.`A miserable, restless night; and a total failure of appetite this morning.Exactly what happened last year, when I gave up my cigars.The sooner I am ready for my second dose of laudanum, the better I shall be pleased.'
`You shall have it on the earliest possible day,' I answered.`In the meantime, we must be as careful of your health as we can.If we allow you to become exhausted, we shall fail in that way.You must get an appetite for your dinner.In other words, you must get a ride or a walk this morning, in the fresh air.'
`I will ride, if they can find me a horse here.By the by, I wrote to Mr.Bruff, yesterday.Have you written to Miss Verinder?'
`Yes -- by last night's post.'
`Very good.We shall have some news worth hearing, to tell each other to-morrow.Don't go yet! I have a word to say to you.You appeared to think, yesterday, that our experiment with the opium was not likely to be viewed very favourably by some of my friends.You were quite right.I call old Gabriel Betteredge one of my friends; and you will be amused to hear that he protested strongly when I saw him yesterday."You have done a wonderful number of foolish things in the course of your life, Mr.Franklin, but this tops them all!" There is Betteredge's opinion! You will make allowance for his prejudices, I am sure, if you and he happen to meet?'
