I have the honour to remain, dear sir, your obedient servant, RICHARD
CUFF (late sergeant in the Detective Force, Scotland Yard, London).*
* NOTE.--Wherever the Report touches on the events of the
birthday, or of the three days that followed it, compare
with Betteredge's Narrative, chapters viii. to xiii.
SEVENTH NARRATIVE
In a Letter from MR. CANDY
Frizinghall, Wednesday, September 26th, 1849.--Dear Mr. Franklin Blake,
you will anticipate the sad news I have to tell you, on finding your
letter to Ezra Jennings returned to you, unopened, in this enclosure. He
died in my arms, at sunrise, on Wednesday last.
I am not to blame for having failed to warn you that his end was at
hand. He expressly forbade me to write to you. "I am indebted to Mr.
Franklin Blake," he said, "for having seen some happy days. Don't
distress him, Mr. Candy--don't distress him."
His sufferings, up to the last six hours of his life, were terrible to
see. In the intervals of remission, when his mind was clear, I entreated
him to tell me of any relatives of his to whom I might write. He asked
to be forgiven for refusing anything to me.
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