I wonder who first picked out a mule as the type of
obstinacy? How little knowledge that man must have had of women!
There was no help for it. I took down my instructions in black and
white, as usual. My first exertions were to be directed to the discovery
of Mr. Michael Vanstone's address: I was also expected to find out how
long he was likely to live there, and whether he had sold Combe-Raven or
not. My next inquiries were to inform me of his ordinary habits of life;
of what he did with his money; of who his intimate friends were; and of
the sort of terms on which his son, Mr. Noel Vanstone, was now living
with him. Lastly, the investigations were to end in discovering
whether there was any female relative, or any woman exercising domestic
authority in the house, who was known to have an influence over either
father or son.
If my long practice in cultivating the field of human sympathy had
not accustomed me to private investigations into the affairs of other
people, I might have found some of these queries rather difficult to
deal with in the course of a week. As it was, I gave myself all the
benefit of my own experience, and brought the answers back to Nottingham
in a day less than the given time.
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