Nataniel Gotorn - The Devil in Manuscript and Other Tales of Forbidden Books

Towards the end of an autumn afternoon an elderly man with a thin face and grey Piccadilly weepers pushed open the swing-door leading into the vestibule of a certain famous library, and addressing himself to an attendant, stated that he believed he was entitled to use the library, and inquired if he might take a book out. Yes, if he were on the list of those to whom that privilege was given. He produced his cardMr John Eldredand, the register being consulted, a favourable answer was given. Now, another point, said he. It is a long time since I was here, and I do not know my way about your building; besides, it is near closing-time, and it is bad for me to hurry up and down stairs. I have here the title of the book I want: is there anyone at liberty who could go and find it for me? After a moments thought the doorkeeper beckoned to a young man who was passing. Mr Garrett, he said, have you a minute to assist this gentleman?

With pleasure, was Mr Garretts answer. The slip with the title was handed to him. I think I can put my hand on this; it happens to be in the class I inspected last quarter, but Ill just look it up in the catalogue to make sure. I suppose it is that particular edition that you require, sir?

Yes, if you please; that, and no other, said Mr Eldred; I am exceedingly obliged to you.

Dont mention it I beg, sir, said Mr Garrett, and hurried off.

I thought so, he said to himself, when his finger, travelling down the pages of the catalogue, stopped at a particular entry. Talmud: Tractate Middoth, with the commentary of Nachmanides, Amsterdam, 1707. 11.3.34. Hebrew class, of course. Not a very difficult job this.

Mr Eldred, accommodated with a chair in the vestibule, awaited anxiously the return of his messengerand his disappointment at seeing an empty-handed Mr Garrett running down the staircase was very evident. Im sorry to disappoint you, sir, said the young man, but the book is out.

Oh dear! said Mr Eldred, is that so? You are sure there can be no mistake?

I dont think there is much chance of it, sir: but its possible, if you like to wait a minute, that you might meet the very gentleman thats got it. He must be leaving the library soon, and I think I saw him take that particular book out of the shelf.

Indeed! You didnt recognize him, I suppose? Would it be one of the professors or one of the students?

I dont think so: certainly not a professor. I should have known him; but the light isnt very good in that part of the library at this time of day, and I didnt see his face. I should have said he was a shortish old gentleman, perhaps a clergyman, in a cloak. If you could wait, I can easily find out whether he wants the book very particularly.

No, no, said Mr Eldred, I wontI cant wait now, thank youno. I must be off. But Ill call again tomorrow if I may, and perhaps you could find out who has it.

Certainly, sir, and Ill have the book ready for you if we But Mr Eldred was already off, and hurrying more than one would have thought wholesome for him.

Garrett had a few moments to spare; and, thought he, Ill go back to that case and see if I can find the old man. Most likely he could put off using the book for a few days. I dare say the other one doesnt want to keep it for long. So off with him to the Hebrew class. But when he got there it was unoccupied, and the volume marked 11.3.34 was in its place on the shelf. It was vexatious to Garretts self-respect to have disappointed an inquirer with so little reason: and he would have liked, had it not been against library rules, to take the book down to the vestibule then and there, so that it might be ready for Mr Eldred when he called. However, next morning he would be on the lookout for him, and he begged the doorkeeper to send and let him know when the moment came. As a matter of fact, he was himself in the vestibule when Mr Eldred arrived, very soon after the library opened and when hardly anyone besides the staff were in the building.

Im very sorry, he said; its not often that I make such a stupid mistake, but I did feel sure that the old gentleman I saw took out that very book and kept it in his hand without opening it, just as people do, you know, sir, when they mean to take a book out of the library and not merely refer to it. But, however, Ill run up now at once and get it for you this time.

And here intervened a pause. Mr Eldred paced the entry, read all the notices, consulted his watch, sat and gazed up the staircase, did all that a very impatient man could, until some twenty minutes had run out. At last he addressed himself to the doorkeeper and inquired if it was a very long way to that part of the library to which Mr Garrett had gone.

Well, I was thinking it was funny, sir: hes a quick man as a rule, but to be sure he might have been sent for by the librarian, but even so I think hed have mentioned to him that you was waiting. Ill just speak him up on the toob and see. And to the tube he addressed himself. As he absorbed the reply to his question his face changed, and he made one or two supplementary inquiries which were shortly answered. Then he came forward to his counter and spoke in a lower tone. Im sorry to hear, sir, that something seems to have appened a little awkward. Mr Garrett has been took poorly, it appears, and the librarian sent him ome in a cab the other way. Something of an attack, by what I can hear.

What, really? Do you mean that someone has injured him?

No, sir, not violence ere, but, as I should judge, attacked with an attack, what you might term it, of illness. Not a strong constitootion, Mr Garrett. But as to your book, sir, perhaps you might be able to find it for yourself. Its too bad you should be disappointed this way twice over

Erwell, but Im so sorry that Mr Garrett should have been taken ill in this way while he was obliging me. I think I must leave the book, and call and inquire after him. You can give me his address, I suppose. That was easily done: Mr Garrett, it appeared, lodged in rooms not far from the station. And one other question. Did you happen to notice if an old gentleman, perhaps a clergyman, in ayesin a black cloak, left the library after I did yesterday. I think he may have been aI think, that is, that he may be stayingor rather that I may have known him.

Not in a black cloak, sir; no. There were only two gentlemen left later than what you done, sir, both of them youngish men. There was Mr Carter took out a music-book and one of the prefessors with a couple o novels. Thats the lot, sir; and then I went off to me tea, and glad to get it. Thank you, sir, much obliged.

Mr Eldred, still a prey to anxiety, betook himself in a cab to Mr Garretts address, but the young man was not yet in a condition to receive visitors. He was better, but his landlady considered that he must have had a severe shock. She thought most likely from what the doctor said that he would be able to see Mr Eldred to-morrow. Mr Eldred returned to his hotel at dusk and spent, I fear, but a dull evening.

On the next day he was able to see Mr Garrett. When in health Mr Garrett was a cheerful and pleasant-looking young man. Now he was a very white and shaky being, propped up in an arm-chair by the fire, and inclined to shiver and keep an eye on the door. If however, there were visitors whom he was not prepared to welcome, Mr Eldred was not among them. It really is I who owe you an apology, and I was despairing of being able to pay it, for I didnt know your address. But I am very glad you have called. I do dislike and regret giving all this trouble, but you know I could not have foreseen thisthis attack which I had.

Of course not; but now, I am something of a doctor. Youll excuse my asking; you have had, I am sure, good advice. Was it a fall you had?