"I have no doubt the fellow will outlive half-a-dozen such fits.
I left him last night under guard of two men, to keep him from hanging himself; and this morning, when I went to look after him, he was off. He was so much better, that he had been persuaded by some messmate to ship for a cruize--only a three years' whaling voyage. Regular Jack-tar fashion--a frolic one day, a fit the next, and off for the end of the world the third."
"He has left Longbridge, has he?" said Mr. Wyllys. "I was just going to inquire after him, for they have a story going about, that he used very threatening language in speaking of myself and Hazlehurst. Did you happen to hear him, doctor?"
"He did use some wild, incoherent expressions, sir, to that effect, when I was with him; but the threats of a raving man are not of much consequence."
"Certainly not. But I have no idea who the man can be; I don't know a single common seaman by sight or name--at least, the only one I ever knew is long since dead. It is singular that this fellow should have known my name even; they say he was a stranger at Longbridge."
"Entirely so, I believe."
"What was his name?"
"William Thompson, they told me."
"If he is a sailor, he probably has a dozen aliases," interposed Mr. Clapp, who had been listening very attentively.
"By-the-bye, Clapp, they say he included you in his kind wishes."
"Yes, sir, so I understand."
"William, you never mentioned it to me!" said his wife.
"No, my dear; I did not attach any importance to the story," replied the lawyer, pulling out his handkerchief with one hand, and running the other through his hair--looking a little nervous and uneasy, notwithstanding.
"He did not exactly threaten you, Mr. Clapp, while I was with him," said the doctor; "he seemed rather to depend upon you as an ally."
"Still more singular," said Mr. Clapp, with a glance at Mr. Wyllys.
"That was very strange!" exclaimed his wife--"what could the man mean?"
"It is by no means easy to explain the meaning of a drunken man, my dear. It is just possible he may have heard my name as a man of business. I have had several sailors for clients, and one quite recently, staying at the same tavern."
"I dare say, if explained, it would prove to be Much ado about Nothing," said Mr. Wyllys. "Since the fellow was drunk at the time, and went off as soon as he grew sober, the danger does not seem very imminent."
{"Much ado about Nothing" = an allusion to Shakespeare's play of that name}
"Precisely my opinion, sir," said Mr. Clapp.
"Grandpapa, do you remember the sailor who was found near our house, one night, about two years ago? It was my birth-day, and we had a little party--have you forgotten?"
"True, my child; I have never thought of the fellow since; but now you speak of him, I remember the fact."
"Do you not think it is probably the same person?--you know Harry had him locked up: perhaps he owes you both a grudge for the treatment he received at Wyllys-Roof, upon that occasion."
"That accounts for the whole affair, Miss Elinor--you have cleared up the mystery entirely," said Mr. Clapp, looking much relieved. He not only appeared grateful to Elinor for the explanation given, but seemed to extend the obligation to all the family; for he was particularly attentive to Mr. Wyllys, and Miss Agnes, during the whole evening--and the next morning, early, drove out to Wyllys-Roof, expressly to carry some brook-trout, for Mr. Wyllys's breakfast. The lawyer informed several persons, who alluded to the story, of this simple explanation, which seemed to satisfy all who heard it. The whole affair was soon forgotten, for a time, at least.
