“How can you account for his father’s death?”
“Why, he upset the carriage, and thus drowned him; but instead of getting any property, the old man was insolvent, and not worth a penny.”
“And what became of his wife?”
“She lived for some time with Mr. Augustus Fumbleton, and kept a house of ill-fame. Her father, old McTurk, however, did not disdain to receive money from her, but ultimately the house was accidentally burnt to the ground, and Fanny, young Redgill’s wife, was as the same time consumed in the flames.”
“And what became of old McTurk?”
“He went to the workhouse, and there lingers out a wretched life. His wife is dead, and he himself is like a walking skeleton.”
“And do you know how it was that my brother, Charley, got into such disgrace at the Indian house?”
“Yes. Phillip Redgill told me all one night when drunk, and seemed to glory in it.”
“What did he say?”
“Why, that he stole the notes, and lost them that same night in gambling.”