Colonel Quaritch, V.C.: Conclusion

Conclusion

GOOD-BYE

On the following morning such of the inhabitants of Boisingham as
chanced to be about were much interested to see an ordinary farm
tumbrel coming down the main street. It was being driven, or rather
led, by no less a person than George himself, while behind it walked
the well-known form of the old Squire, arm-in-arm with Colonel
Quaritch.

They were still more interested, however, when the tumbrel drew up at
the door of the bank--not Cossey's, but the opposition bank--where,
although it was Boxing Day, the manager and the clerk were apparently
waiting for its arrival.

But their interest culminated when they perceived that the cart only
contained a few bags, and yet that each of these bags seemed to
require three or four men to lift it with any comfort.

Thus was the gold safely housed. Upon being weighed its value was
found to be about fifty-three thousand pounds of modern money. But as
some of the coins were exceedingly rare, and of great worth to museums
and collectors, this value was considerably increased, and the
treasure was ultimately sold for fifty-six thousand two hundred and
fifty-four pounds. Only Ida kept back enough of the choicest coins to
make a gold waistband or girdle and a necklace for herself, destined
no doubt in future days to form the most cherished heirloom of the
Quaritch family.

On that same evening the Squire and Harold went to London and opened
up communications with the Solicitor to the Treasury. Fortunately they
were able to refer to the will of Sir Edward de la Molle, the second
baronet, in which he specially devised to his cousin, Geoffrey
Dofferleigh, and his heirs for ever, not only his estates, but his
lands, "together with the treasure hid thereon or elsewhere by my late
murdered father, Sir James de la Molle." Also they produced the
writing which Ida had found in the old Bible, and the parchment
discovered by George among the coin. These three documents formed a
chain of evidence which even officials interested for the Treasury
could not refuse to admit, and in the upshot the Crown renounced its
claims, and the property in the gold passed to the Squire, subject to
the payment of the same succession duty which he would have been
called upon to meet had he inherited a like sum from a cousin at the
present time.

And so it came to pass that when the mortgage money was due it was
paid to the last farthing, capital and interest, and Edward Cossey
lost his hold upon Honham for ever.

As for Edward Cossey himself, we may say one more word about him. In
the course of time he sufficiently recovered from his violent passion
for Ida to allow him to make a brilliant marriage with the only
daughter of an impecunious peer. She keeps her name and title and he
plays the part of the necessary husband. Anyhow, my reader, if it is
your fortune to frequent the gilded saloons of the great, you may meet
Lady Honoria Tallton and Mr. Cossey. If you do meet him, however, it
may be as well to avoid him, for the events of his life have not been
of a nature to improve his temper. This much then of Edward Cossey.

If after leaving the gilded saloons aforesaid you should happen to
wander through the London streets, you may meet another character in
this history. You may see a sweet pale face, still stamped with a
child-like roundness and simplicity, but half hidden in the coarse
hood of the nun. You may see her, and if you care to follow you may
find what is the work wherein she seeks her peace. It would shock you;
but it is her work of mercy and loving kindness and she does it
unflinchingly. Among her sister nuns there is no one more beloved than
Sister Agnes. So good-bye to her also.

Harold Quaritch and Ida were married in the spring and the village
children strewed the churchyard path with primroses and violets--the
same path where in anguish of soul they had met and parted on that
dreary winter's night.

And there at the old church door, when the wreath is on her brow and
the veil about her face, let us bid farewell to Ida and her husband,
Harold Quaritch.

THE END

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