That at any rate must be avoided. But then how could he do this without a belief in the railway generally? And how was it possible that he should have such belief? Mr Ramsbottom did not believe in it, nor did Roger Carbury. He himself did not in the least believe in Fisker, and Fisker had originated the railway. Then, would it not be best that he should take the Chairman's offer as to his own money? If he could get his £6,000 back and have done with the railway, he would certainly think himself a lucky man. But he did not know how far he could with honesty lay aside his responsibility; and then he doubted whether he could put implicit trust in Melmotte's personal guarantee for the amount. This at any rate was clear to him,--that Melmotte was very anxious to secure his absence from the meetings of the Board.
Now he was again at Mrs Pipkin's door, and again it was opened by Ruby Ruggles. His heart was in his mouth as he thought of the things he had to say. 'The ladies have come back from Southend, Miss Ruggles?'
'Oh yes, sir, and Mrs Hurtle is expecting you all the day.' Then she put in a whisper on her own account. 'You didn't tell him as you'd seen me, Mr Montague?'
'Indeed I did, Miss Ruggles.'
'Then you might as well have left it alone, and not have been ill-natured,--that's all,' said Ruby as she opened the door of Mrs Hurtle's room.
Mrs Hurtle got up to receive him with her sweetest smile,--and her smile could be very sweet. She was a witch of a woman, and, as like most witches she could be terrible, so like most witches she could charm. 'Only fancy,' she said, 'that you should have come the only day I have been two hundred yards from the house, except that evening when you took me to the play. I was so sorry.'
'Why should you be sorry? It is easy to come again.'
'Because I don't like to miss you, even for a day. But I wasn't well, and I fancied that the house was stuffy, and Mrs Pipkin took a bright idea and proposed to carry me off to Southend. She was dying to go herself. She declared that Southend was Paradise.'
'A cockney Paradise.'
'Oh, what a place it is! Do your people really go to Southend and fancy that that is the sea?'
'I believe they do. I never went to Southend myself,--so that you know more about it than I do.'