Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | The Reprint Company | 1975, 1976
Transcription 74JOSCELYN
the acquisition of money. It was to this place that Browne, either
with foreknowledge of the place, or led by an infallible instinct, now
made his way.
He was met on the threshold by the keeper of the house, Andrew
Griffith. Without speaking to Griffith, he was about to push his way
in; but the latter civilly resisted him.
"Better not come in now, Mr. Browne better not."
"And why not?"
"There are persons in here now, who wish you no good. I wish
you no harm, and it is for your own safety that I beg that you will
go away."
"Harm! and why should I fear harm? What do you see in me
that you should suppose that I fear any man's ill-will?"
"It is not whether you fear, Mr. Browne. I don't mean that. I
don't suppose you are afraid of any man. But that's not the thing.
A brave man may be as brave as Julius Caesar, yet he may be 'sassi-
nated for all that. And I don't know that any man's chances are the
better for having half-a-dozen upon him at the same time, just as
Julius Caesar had."
"Pooh, pooh, Griffith ! You are talking strange things strange and
foolish! Julius Caesar, indeed! Who cares about Julius Caesar? I did
not ask for Julius Caesar. I never said a word about him. Do you
mean to say that you have such a person in your house at this very
moment?"
"No, sir; but I have some customers here now who are no better
than Julius Caesar, I'll venture to say, and whom you would just as
little like to see as Julius Caesar."
"I must see them all, Griffith Julius Caesar and the rest. They're
all my friends, I've no doubt; and we must drink together! I must
see my friends, I tell you."
"And I tell you they're just now your worst enemies."
"And we're commanded to love our enemies, you know! Ha, ha,
ha; beautiful doctrine that, Julius, very beautiful doctrine ! I must go
in, Julius, and love my enemies."
"Hark'ee, Mr. Browne," said the landlord, in subdued tones, but
in manner the most emphatic, "hark'ee, sir, the house is full of Cap-
tain Hamilton's troopers. Now you know what I mean, and what
you've got to expect."