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A Shocking Bad Memory
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“For which I most sincerely congratulate you,” returned the lawyer.

“For your kindness in so materially aiding me in the matter,” said Mr. Hardy, after a pause, “I am most truly grateful. You have been my friend as well as my legal adviser.”

“I have only done by you as I would have done by any other man,” replied the lawyer. “You came to me for legal advice, and I gave it freely.”

“Still, beyond that, you have acted as my disinterested friend,” said Mr. Hardy; “and I cannot express my gratitude in terms sufficiently strong.”

The lawyer bowed low, and looked just a little mistified. A slight degree of uneasiness was felt by the client. A pause now ensued. Mr. Hardy felt something like embarrassment. For some time he talked around the subject uppermost in his mind, but the lawyer did not appear to see the drift of his remarks. At last, he said–

“Now that I have every thing arranged, I will take the little package I yesterday handed you.”

There was a slight expression of surprise on the countenance of Mr. Dockett, as he looked inquiringly into the face of his client.

“Handed to me?” he said, in a tone the most innocent imaginable.

“Yes,” returned Hardy, with much earnestness. “Don’t you recollect the package containing seven thousand dollars, that I placed in your hands to keep for me, yesterday, while I went before the commissioners?”

The lawyer looked thoughtful, but shook his head.

“Oh, but Mr. Dockett,” said Hardy, now becoming excited; “you must remember it. Don’t you recollect that I came in here yesterday, while you were engaged with a couple of gentlemen, and took you aside for a moment? It was then that I gave you the money.”

Mr. Dockett raised his eyes to the ceiling, and mused for some time, as if trying to recall the circumstance to which allusion was made. He then shook his head, very deliberately, two or three times, remarking, as he did so, “You are evidently labouring under a serious mistake, Mr. Hardy. I have not the most remote recollection of the incident to which you refer. So far from having received the sum of money you mention, I do not remember having seen you for at least a week before to-day. I am very certain you have not been in my office within that time, unless it were when I was away. Your memory is doubtless at fault. You must have handed the money to some one else, and, in the excitement of the occasion, confounded me with that individual. Were I not charitable enough to suppose this, I should be deeply offended by what you now say.”

“Mr. Dockett,” returned the client, contracting his brow heavily, “Do you take me for a simpleton?”

“Pray don’t get excited, Mr. Hardy,” replied the lawyer, with the utmost coolness. “Excitement never does any good. Better collect your thoughts, and try and remember into whose hands you really did place your money. That I have not a dollar belonging to you, I can positively affirm.”

“Perhaps you call my seven thousand dollars your own now. I gave you the sum, according to your own advice; but it was an understood matter that you were to hand the money back so soon as I had appeared before the commissioners.”

“Mr. Hardy!” and the lawyer began to look angry. “Mr. Hardy, I will permit neither you nor any other man to face me with such an insinuation. Do you take me for a common swindler? You came and asked if there was not some mode by which you could cheat your creditors out of six or seven thousand dollars; and I, as in duty bound, professionally, told you how the law might be evaded. And now you affirm that I joined you as a party in this nefarious transaction! This is going a little too far?”

Amazement kept the duped client dumb for some moments. When he would have spoken, his indignation was so great that he was afraid to trust himself to utter what was in his mind. Feeling that too much was at stake to enter into any angry contest with the man who had him so completely in his power, Mr. Hardy tore himself away, by a desperate effort, in order that, alone, he might be able to think more calmly, and devise, if possible, the means whereby the defective memory of the lawyer might be quickened.