--Vill you Tokay ave?--vill you Lachrymae taste?--vill you--You offend in your proffers,said Wayland;minister to me in what I require of you,and forbear further discourse.The rebuked Israelite took his bunch of keys,and opening with circumspection a cabinet which seemed more strongly secured than the other cases of drugs and medicines amongst which it stood,he drew out a little secret drawer,having a glass lid,and containing a small portion of a black powder.This he offered to Wayland,his manner conveying the deepest devotion towards him,though an avaricious and jealous expression,which seemed to grudge every grain of what his customer was about to possess himself,disputed ground in his countenance with the obsequious deference which he desired it should exhibit.
Have you scales?said Wayland.
The Jew pointed to those which lay ready for common use in the shop,but he did so with a puzzled expression of doubt and fear,which did not escape the artist.
They must be other than these,said Wayland sternly.Know you not that holy things lose their virtue if weighed in an unjust balance?The Jew hung his head,took from a steel-plated casket a pair of scales beautifully mounted,and said,as he adjusted them for the artist's use,With these I do mine own experiment--one hair of the high-priest's beard would turn them.It suffices,said the artist,and weighed out two drachms for himself of the black powder,which he very carefully folded up,and put into his pouch with the other drugs.He then demanded the price of the Jew,who answered,shaking his head and bowing,--No price--no,nothing at all from such as you.But you will see the poor Jew again?you will look into his laboratory,where,God help him,he hath dried himself to the substance of the withered gourd of Jonah,the holy prophet.You will ave pity on him,and show him one little step on the great road?Hush!said Wayland,laying his finger mysteriously on his mouth;it may be we shall meet again.Thou hast already the SCHAHMAJM,as thine own Rabbis call it--the general creation;watch,therefore,and pray,for thou must attain the knowledge of Alchahest Elixir Samech ere I may commune further with thee.Then returning with a slight nod the reverential congees of the Jew,he walked gravely up the lane,followed by his master,whose first observation on the scene he had just witnessed was,that Wayland ought to have paid the man for his drug,whatever it was.
I pay him?said the artist.May the foul fiend pay me if Ido!Had it not been that I thought it might displease your worship,I would have had an ounce or two of gold out of him,in exchange of the same just weight of brick dust.I advise you to practise no such knavery while waiting upon me,said Tressilian.
Did I not say,answered the artist,that for that reason alone I forbore him for the present?--Knavery,call you it?Why,yonder wretched skeleton hath wealth sufficient to pave the whole lane he lives in with dollars,and scarce miss them out of his own iron chest;yet he goes mad after the philosopher's stone.
And besides,he would have cheated a poor serving-man,as he thought me at first,with trash that was not worth a penny.
Match for match,quoth the devil to the collier;if his false medicine was worth my good crowns,my true brick dust is as well worth his good gold.It may be so,for aught I know,said Tressilian,in dealing amongst Jews and apothecaries;but understand that to have such tricks of legerdemain practised by one attending on me diminishes my honour,and that I will not permit them.I trust thou hast made up thy purchases?I have,sir,replied Wayland;and with these drugs will I,this very day,compound the true orvietan,that noble medicine which is so seldom found genuine and effective within these realms of Europe,for want of that most rare and precious drug which I got but now from Yoglan.[Orvietan,or Venice treacle,as it was sometimes called,was understood to be a sovereign remedy against poison;and the reader must be contented,for the time he peruses these pages,to hold the same opinion,which was once universally received by the learned as well as the vulgar.]
But why not have made all your purchases at one shop?said his master;we have lost nearly an hour in running from one pounder of simples to another.Content you,sir,said Wayland.No man shall learn my secret;and it would not be mine long,were I to buy all my materials from one chemist.They now returned to their inn (the famous Bell-Savage);and while the Lord Sussex's servant prepared the horses for their journey,Wayland,obtaining from the cook the service of a mortar,shut himself up in a private chamber,where he mixed,pounded,and amalgamated the drugs which he had bought,each in its due proportion,with a readiness and address that plainly showed him well practised in all the manual operations of pharmacy.
By the time Wayland's electuary was prepared the horses were ready,and a short hour's riding brought them to the present habitation of Lord Sussex,an ancient house,called Sayes Court,near Deptford,which had long pertained to a family of that name,but had for upwards of a century been possessed by the ancient and honourable family of Evelyn.The present representative of that ancient house took a deep interest in the Earl of Sussex,and had willingly accommodated both him and his numerous retinue in his hospitable mansion.Sayes Court was afterwards the residence of the celebrated Mr.Evelyn,whose Silvais still the manual of British planters;and whose life,manners,and principles,as illustrated in his Memoirs,ought equally to be the manual of English gentlemen.
