CAT Forklift EP20KT Schematic, Service Manual

CAT Forklift EP20KT Schematic,

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**CAT Forklift EP20KT Schematic, Service Manual** Size: 69.0 MB Format: PDF
Language: English Brand: CAT Caterpillar Type of Machine: Forklift Type of
Manual: Schematic, Service Manual Model: CAT EP20KT Forklift Date: 2021
Content: 99719-66100-00 Chassis, Mast & Options: Foreword 99719-66100-01
Chassis, Mast & Options: General Information 99719-66100-02 Chassis, Mast &
Options: Vehicle Electrical Components 99719-66100-03 Chassis, Mast & Options:
Power Train 99719-66100-04 Chassis, Mast & Options: Transfer Units
99719-66100-05 Chassis, Mast & Options: Rear Axle 99719-66100-06 Chassis,

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Mast & Options: Brake System 99719-66100-07 Chassis, Mast & Options: Steering
System 99719-66100-08 Chassis, Mast & Options: Hydraulic System
99719-66100-09 Chassis, Mast & Options: Masts and Forks 99719-66100-10
Chassis, Mast & Options: Service Data 99719-66100-11 Chassis, Mast & Options:
Options 99719-67120-00 Chassis and Mast: Foreword 99719-67120-01 Chassis
and Mast: General Information 99719-67120-03 Chassis and Mast: Main Controller
99719-67120-04 Chassis and Mast: Trouble Shooting Control Circuits
99719-67120-04a Chassis and Mast: Wiring Schematic 99719-67120-04b Chassis
and Mast: Wiring Schematic with DC/DC Converter 99719-67120-05 Chassis and
Mast: Power Train 99719-67120-06 Chassis and Mast: Motors 99719-67120-07
Chassis and Mast: Transfer Unit 99719-67120-08 Chassis and Mast: Rear Axle
99719-67120-09 Chassis and Mast: Brake System 99719-67120-10 Chassis and
Mast: Steering System 99719-67120-11 Chassis and Mast: Hydraulic System
99719-67120-12 Chassis and Mast: Mast and Forks 99719-67120-13 Chassis and
Mast: Service Data 99719-67120-14 Chassis and Mast: Options 99719-6A100-00
Controller: Foreword 99719-6A100-01 Controller: Main Controller 99719-6A100-02
Controller: Troubleshooting 99719-6A100-02a Controller: Schematics
99719-6A100-03 Controller: Motor 99719-6A200-00 Control unit: PREFACE
99719-6A200-01 Control unit: MAIN CONTROL UNIT 99719-6A200-02 Control
unit: TROUBLESHOOTING OF CONTROL CIRCUITS 99719-6A200-02a Control
unit: CIRCUIT PLANS 99719-6A200-03 Control unit: MOTORS 99759-92100-00
Options Supplement: Foreword 99759-92100-01 Options Supplement: Amber
Strobe Kit 99759-92100-02 Options Supplement: Back Buzzer Kit 99759-92100-03
Options Supplement: Headlamp Kit 99759-92100-04 Options Supplement:
Rearview Mirror Kit 99759-92100-05 Options Supplement: Additional-On Control
Valve Kit 99759-92100-06 Options Supplement: Foot Operated Direction Control
Kit 99759-92100-07 Options Supplement: EE Model and EE Uncovered Battery
Model 99710-89110 Operation & Maintenance Manual Cat Pub List Publication
List (Service, Operator, & Parts Manuals) Mast Tilting Angles Mast Tilting Angles
REF-18-0001C How To Determine Correct Mast Rails Lift Cylinders And Mast
Hosing REF-18-0001C How To Determine Correct Mast Rails Lift Cylinders And
Mast Hosing (Spanish) REF-18-0002C How To Locate Fluid Capacities
REF-18-0002C How To Locate Fluid Capacities (Spanish) REF-18-0003C How To
Use A Pick List REF-18-0003C How To Use A Pick List (Spanish) REF-18-0007C
Abbreviations And Acronyms List REF-18-0008C Diagnostic Trouble (Error) Codes
This part manual inlcude all spare parts number you need inside this model, for
you easier in fixing your forklift replace new spare part hight performance. This
service manual is a guide for servicing Cat Lift Trucks. For your convenience the
instructions are grouped by systems as an easy reference. This Original
Instructions (Operator's) Manual describes operating procedures, daily checks and
simple maintenance for safe usage of your Cat lift truck. SERVICE MANUAL
CHAPTER 1 GENERAL INFORMATION 1.1 Model View 1.2 Models Covered
1.2.1 Lift Truck Nomenclatures and Definitions 1.3 Serial Number Locations 1.4
Dimensions 1.5 Technical Data 1.6 Performance CHAPTER 2 COOLING SYSTEM
2.1 Specifications 2.2 Structure 2.3 Removal and Installation 2.3.1 Fan Belt
Removal 2.3.2 Suggestions for Removal 2.3.3 Installation 2.4 Inspection and
Adjustment 2.4.1 Fan Belt Inspection 2.4.2 Fan Belt Tension 2.4.3 Connecting
Hoses 2.4.4 Coolant 2.4.5 Radiator Cap CHAPTER 3 ELECTRIC SYSTEM 3.1
Chassis Electrical Devices Wiring Outline 3.1.1 Harnesses Layout 3.1.2
Components Layout 3.2 Structure 3.2.1 Console Box 3.2.2 Major Electrical
Components 3.2.3 Table of Lamps 3.3 Console Box 3.3.1 Disassembly 3.4 Battery
Maintenance 3.4.1 State of Charge and Electrolyte Specific Gravity (S.G.)
Adjustment 3.4.2 Specific Gravity Reading and State of Charge 3.4.3 Charging
Precautions 3.5 Instrument Panel 3.5.1 Instrument Panel Screen Element 3.5.2
Basic Screen Display 3.5.3 Basic Operation 3.5.4 When An Error Occurs 3.5.5
Warning Lamps 3.5.6 Optional Functions 3.5.7 Hour Meters 3.5.8 Troubleshooting
3.6 Wire Color 3.6.2 List of Wire Colors 3.7 Troubleshooting 3.7.1 Starter System
3.7.2 Gauges 3.7.3 Lighting System 3.8 Electrical Schematic CHAPTER 4
CONTROLLERS 4.1 Outline 4.2 Main Functions 4.2.2 Instrument Panel 4.2.3 VCM
(Vehicle Control Module)1-M 4.2.4 ECM (Gasoline Engine Control Module) 4.2.5
Remote Input/Output Units 4.2.6 GSE Connector 4.3 Service Tool Functions 4.3.1
Service Tool Menus 4.3.2 Service Tool Box 4.4 Mast Interlock System 4.4.1
Function 4.4.2 VCM1-M Controller, Mast Interlock System Checking Procedure
4.4.3 Active Test Inspection Procedure 4.5 Driving Interlock System 4.5.1 Function
4.5.2 Driving Interlock System Checking Procedure for Powershift T/M Lift Trucks
4.5.3 Active Test Inspection Procedure 4.6 Seat Belt Warning Lamp 4.6.1 Function
4.6.2 Seat Belt Warning Lamp Checking Procedure 4.7 Parking Brake Warning
Buzzer and Lamp 4.7.1 Function 4.7.2 Parking Brake Warning Buzzer/Lamp
Checking Procedure 4.7.3 Parking Brake Warning Buzzer/Lamp Checking
Procedure with Key in OFF Position 4.8 Harness Codes 4.9 Controller Details
4.9.1 VCM1-M Controller 4.9.2 Seat Switch/Seat Belt Switch 4.9.3 Parking Brake
Switch 4.9.4 Direction Lever 4.9.5 Speed Sensor 4.9.6 T/M Solenoid 4.9.7 Unload
Solenoid 4.9.8 Lift Lock Solenoid 4.9.9 Warning Buzzer 4.9.10 Warning Buzzer
Relay 4.9.11 Warning Buzzer Circuit 4.9.12 Instrument Panel 4.10 Error Codes
and Troubleshootings 4.10.1 Error Code Display 4.10.2 Diagnosis Table (F Code)
4.10.3 Error Codes and Troubleshooting 4.11 Locations of Sensors and Switches
CHAPTER 5 POWER TRAIN 5.1 Removal and Installation (MC Models) 5.1.1
Removal of Engine and Transmission Assembly 5.1.2 Removal of Engine and
Transmission Assembly (for Gasoline-Engine Lift Trucks) 5.2 Removal and
Installation (FC Models) 5.2.1 Removal of Engine and Transmission Assembly
CHAPTER 6 POWERSHIFT TRANSMISSION 6.1 Structure and Functions 6.1.1
Transmission 6.1.2 Torque Converter 6.1.3 Control Valve 6.1.4 Hydraulic System
Schematic of Powershift Transmission 6.2 Removal and Installation 6.2.1 Removal
6.2.2 Installation 6.3 Control Valve 6.3.1 Disassembly 6.3.2 Reassembly 6.4 Input
Shaft Assembly 6.4.1 Disassembly 6.5 Oil Pump Assembly 6.5.1 Disassembly
6.5.2 Reassembly 6.6 Inspection and Adjustment 6.6.1 Oil Pressure Measurement
6.6.2 Clutch (Inching) Pedal Adjustment 6.6.3 Inching Cable, Adjustment 6.7
Troubleshooting 6.8 Tightening Torque 6.9 Service Data CHAPTER 7 FRONT
AXLE AND REDUCTION DIFFERENTIAL 7.1 Structure 7.1.1 Front Axle 7.1.2
Reduction Differential 7.2 Removal and Installation 7.2.1 Front Wheels 7.3 Front
Axle 7.3.2 Reduction Differential 7.4 Disassembly and Reassembly 7.4.1 Front
Axle 7.4.2 Reduction Differential 7.5 Troubleshooting 7.6 Service Data CHAPTER
8 REAR AXLE 8.1 Structure and Functions 8.1.1 Rear Axle in General 8.1.2
Structure of Each Component 8.1.3 Steering Cylinder 8.2 Removal and Installation
8.2.1 Rear Wheel and Rear Axle Assembly 8.3 Disassembly and Reassembly
8.3.1 Wheel Hub, Disassembly and Reassembly 8.3.2 Knuckle (King Pin),
Disassembly and Reassembly 8.3.3 Steering Cylinder, Disassembly and
Reassembly 8.3.4 Tie Rod, Disassembly and Reassembly CHAPTER 9 BRAKE
SYSTEM 9.1 Structure 9.1.1 Brake System 9.2 Disassembly and Reassembly
9.2.1 Master Cylinder 9.2.2 Wheel Brakes 9.2.3 Wheel Cylinder 9.3 Inspection and
Adjustment 9.3.1 Automatic Adjuster Test 9.3.2 Manual Adjustment 9.3.3 Parking
Brake Cable Adjustment 9.3.4 Brake Pedal Adjustment 9.3.5 Brake Lines Bleeding
9.3.6 Braking Performance Test 9.3.7 Parking Brake Lever 9.4 Troubleshooting 9.5
Service Data CHAPTER 10 STEERING SYSTEM 10.1 Structure and Functions
10.1.1 Steering System 10.1.2 Steering Valve 10.1.3 Steering Column 10.2
Disassembly and Reassembly 10.2.2 Steering Wheel and Steering Valve,
Removal and Installation 10.2.3 Steering Wheel 10.2.4 Steering Valve 10.2.5 Tilt
Lock Lever 10.3 Steering Valve 10.3.1 Disassembly 10.3.2 Reassembly 10.4
Troubleshooting 10.5 Service Data CHAPTER 11 HYDRAULIC SYSTEM 11.1
Structure and Functions 11.1.1 Outline 11.2 Hydraulic Circuit Diagram (For Models
With MC Control Valve) 11.3 Hydraulic Circuit Diagram (For Models With FC
Control Valve) 11.4 Hydraulic Tank 11.5 Hydraulic Pump (Gear Pump) 11.6
Control Valve 11.7 Flow Regulator Valve (for Models with FC Control Valve Only)
11.8 Down Safety Valve 11.9 Lift Cylinder 11.10 Tilt Cylinder 11.11 Disassembly
and Reassembly 11.11.1 Hydraulic Pump 11.11.2 Lift Cylinder 11.11.3 Tilt Cylinder
11.11.4 Flow Regulator Valve 11.11.5 Piping 11.11.6 Suction Strainer and Return
Filter 11.12 Inspection and Adjustment 11.12.1 Hydraulic Tank 11.12.2 Control
Valve 11.12.3 Descent Test 11.12.4 Forward Tilt Test 11.13 Troubleshooting
11.13.2 Hydraulic System Cleaning After a Component Failure 11.14 Service Data
11.15 MC Control Valve 11.15.1 Structure and Operation 11.15.2 Control Valve,
Removal and Installation 11.15.3 Disassembly and Assembly 11.16 FC Control
Valve 11.16.1 Structure and Operation 11.16.2 Disassembly and Assembly
CHAPTER 12 MAST AND FORKS 12.1 Simplex Mast 12.1.1 Mast System 12.2
Structure and Functions 12.2.1 Simplex Mast (5A15C to 5A33C) 12.2.2 Mast
Operation 12.3 Removal and Installation 12.3.1 Mast and Lift Bracket Assembly
12.4 Disassembly and Reassembly 12.4.1 Simplex Mast Disassembly 12.4.2
Simplex Mast Reassembly 12.5 Removal and Installation of Mast Rollers and
Strips without Removing 12.5.1 Simplex Mast 12.6 Inspection and Adjustment
(Simplex Mast) 12.6.2 Forks 12.6.3 Chain Tension Inspection and Adjustment
12.6.4 Checking Chain Elongation 12.6.5 Adjusting Clearance Between Lift
Bracket Roller and Inner Mast 12.6.6 Mast Roller Clearance Adjustment 12.6.7
Mast Strip Clearance Inspection and Adjustment 12.6.8 Tilt Angle Adjustment
12.6.9 Right and Left Lift Cylinder Stroke Inspection and Adjustment 12.7
Troubleshooting (Simplex Mast) 12.8 Service Data (Simplex Mast) 12.9 Duplex
Mast 12.9.1 Mast System 12.10 Structure and Functions 12.10.1 Duplex (Dual
Full-Free Panoramic) Mast (5B15C to 5B33C) 12.10.2 Mast Operation 12.11
Removal and Installation 12.11.1 Mast and Lift Bracket Assembly 12.12
Disassembly and Reassembly 12.12.1 Duplex Mast Disassembly 12.12.2 Duplex
Mast Reassembly 12.13 Removal and Installation of Mast Rollers and Strips
without Removing 12.13.1 Duplex Mast 12.14 Inspection and Adjustment (Duplex
Mast) 12.14.1 Inspection and Adjustment (Duplex Mast) 12.14.2 Forks 12.14.3
Chain Tension Inspection and Adjustment 12.14.4 Checking Chain Elongation
12.14.5 Adjusting Clearance Between Lift Bracket Roller and Inner Mast 12.14.6
Mast Roller Clearance Adjustment 12.14.7 Mast Strip Clearance Inspection and
Adjustment 12.14.8 Tilt Angle Adjustment 12.14.9 Right and Left Lift Cylinder
Stroke Inspection and Adjustment 12.15 Troubleshooting (Duplex Mast) 12.16
Service Data (Duplex Mast) 12.17 Triplex Mast 12.17.1 Mast System 12.18
Structure and Functions 12.18.1 Triplex (Triple Full-Free Panoramic) Mast (5C15C
to 5C33C) 12.18.2 Mast Operation 12.19 Removal and Installation 12.19.1 Mast
and Lift Bracket Assembly 12.20 Disassembly and Reassembly 12.20.1 Triplex
Mast Disassembly 12.20.2 Triplex Mast Reassembly 12.21 Removal and
Installation of Mast Rollers and Strips without Removing 12.21.1 Triplex Mast
12.22 Inspection and Adjustment (Triplex Mast) 12.22.2 Forks 12.22.3 Chain
Tension Inspection and Adjustment 12.22.4 Checking Chain Elongation 12.22.5
Adjusting Clearance between Lift Bracket Roller and Inner Mast 12.22.6 Mast
Roller Clearance Adjustment 12.22.7 Mast Strip Clearance Inspection and
Adjustment 12.22.8 Tilt Angle Adjustment 12.22.9 Right and Left Lift Cylinder
Stroke Inspection and Adjustment 12.23 Troubleshooting (Triplex Mast) 12.23.1
Troubleshooting (Triplex Mast) 12.24 Service Data (Triplex Mast) 12.24.1 Triplex
Mast CHAPTER 13 SERVICE DATA 13.1 Maintenance Schedule 13.2
Maintenance Note 13.2.1 Brake System 13.2.2 Cooling System 13.2.3 Electric
System 13.2.4 Engine System 13.2.5 Frame and Chassis 13.2.6 Fuel System
13.2.7 Hydraulic System 13.2.8 Ignition System 13.2.9 Intake System 13.2.10
Front End Section 13.2.11 Steering and Axle System 13.2.12 T/M and Drive
System 13.2.13 Wheels and Tires 13.2.14 General 13.3 Tightening Torque for
Standard Bolts and Nuts 13.4 Periodic Replacement Parts 13.4.2 Location of
Periodic Replacement Parts 13.5 Lubrication Instructions 13.5.1 Lubrication Chart
13.5.2 Fuel and Lubricant Specifications 13.5.3 Adjustment Value and Oil
Quantities 13.6 Special Service Tools 13.6.1 Special Service Tools (Standard
Tools for Both MC and FC LiftTrucks) 13.6.2 Special Service Tools (for FC Lift
Truck Only) 13.6.3 Special Service Tools (for Powershift Transmission)
OPERRATION MANUAL CHAPTER 1 SAFETY RULES AND PRACTICES 1.1
SAFETY SIGNS AND SAFETY MESSAGES 1.2 WARNING SYMBOLS AND
LEVELS 1.3 OPERATOR QUALIFICATIONS 1.4 SAFETY GUARDS 1.5
PERSONAL PROTECTIVE EQUIPMENT FOR OPERATING LIFT TRUCK 1.6
DAILY INSPECTION 1.7 OPERATOR RESPONSIBILITY 1.8 GENERAL 1.9 NO
RIDERS 1.10 TRAVELING 1.11 LOADING 1.12 DOCKBOARDS (BRIDGE
PLATES), TRUCKS AND RAILROAD CARS 1.13 SURFACE AND CAPACITY
1.14 FUEL HANDLING 1.15 INSTALLATION OF ATTACHMENTS 1.16 IN CASE
OF TIP-OVER 1.17 TRANSPORTING LIFT TRUCK 1.17.2 APPROACH ANGLE,
DEPARTURE ANGLE AND GANGWAY 1.17.3 HOISTING (LIFTING) UP THE
TRUCK 1.18 FUNCTION TESTS 1.19 TRACTION BAR 1.20 POSITION OF DATA
AND CAPACITY PLATES AND DECALS 1.21 DATA AND CAPACITY PLATES
AND DECALS 1.21.2 DATA PLATE 1.21.3 IDENTIFICATION NUMBERS 1.21.4
CAUTION DRIVE DECAL (IN CASE OF TIP-OVER DECAL) 1.21.5 WARNING
DRIVE DECAL (TRAINED AND AUTHORIZED) 1.21.6 PINCH POINT DECAL
1.21.7 CAUTION FORK DECAL 1.21.8 MAST WARNING DECAL 1.21.9
CAUTION DRIVE DECAL (OPERATION) 1.21.10 RADIATOR WARNING DECAL
1.21.11 COOLING FAN WARNING DECAL 1.21.12 ADJ LPG WARNING DECAL
1.21.13 LPG LATCH WARNING DECAL 1.21.14 LPG FUEL WARNING DECAL
CHAPTER 2 OPERATING CONTROLS AND FUNCTIONS 2.1 APPLICATIONS
2.2 APPLICATION FOR CAT LIFT TRUCKS 2.3 PROHIBITED APPLICATIONS
FOR CAT LIFT TRUCKS 2.4 MAIN COMPONENTS 2.5 METERS, INDICATORS
AND WARNING LIGHTS 2.5.2 LCD 2.5.3 OPERATION BUTTONS 2.5.4 !
MULTIPURPOSE WARNING LIGHT 2.5.5 MALFUNCTION INDICATOR
LIGHT-ENGINE CHECK WARNING 2.5.6 OIL PRESSURE WARNING LIGHT
2.5.7 CHARGE WARNING LIGHT 2.5.8 PARKING BRAKE WARNING LIGHT
2.5.9 SEAT BELT WARNING LIGHT 2.5.10 METER DISPLAY 2.5.11 WATER
TEMPERATURE GAUGE 2.5.12 FUEL GAUGE 2.5.13 TRANSMISSION
POSITION 2.6 MALFUNCTION AND WARNING INDICATIONS 2.6.2 MAST
INTERLOCK WARNING 2.6.3 LPG LEVEL WARNING/LPG RACK LOCK
WARNING 2.6.4 TORQUE CONVERTER FLUID TEMP WARNING 2.6.5
RADIATOR LEVEL WARNING 2.6.6 AIR CLEANER WARNING 2.6.7 SERVICE
REMINDER DISPLAY 2.6.8 DISPLAYS WHEN MALFUNCTION OCCURS 2.7
DRIVER RECOGNITION MODE 2.8 LPG REMAINING TIME MANAGEMENT 2.9
SWITCHES 2.9.2 HORN BUTTON 2.9.3 REAR RIGHT GRIP WITH HORN
BUTTON 2.9.4 IGNITION SWITCH 2.9.5 LIGHTING AND TURN SIGNAL
SWITCHES 2.9.6 MAXIMUM SPEED CHANGE SWITCH (OPTION) 2.9.7
THROTTLE SENSITIVITY ADJUST SWITCH (OPTION) 2.9.8 BACK-UP
OPERATION LIGHT SWITCH (OPTION) 2.10 OPERATING CONTROLS 2.10.2
SELECTOR LEVER 2.10.3 PARKING BRAKE LEVER 2.10.4 INCHING BRAKE
PEDAL 2.10.5 BRAKE PEDAL 2.10.6 ACCELERATOR PEDAL 2.10.7
CARGO-HANDLING CONTROL LEVERS 2.10.8 ANSI/ITSDF STANDARDS FOR
LIFT TRUCK CLAMP ATTACHMENTS 2.10.9 STEERING CHARACTERISTICS
CHAPTER 3 OPERATING THE LIFT TRUCK 3.1 OPERATION 3.2 INSPECTION
BEFORE OPERATING 3.3 LIFT TRUCK OPERATING PRECAUTIONS 3.4
PRECAUTIONS FOR COLD AND HOT WEATHER 3.5 OPERATIONAL
PROCEDURES 3.6 LPG LIFT TRUCK STARTING 3.7 PROCEDURE FOR JUMP
STARTING EFI ENGINES 3.8 AUTOMATIC TRANSMISSION 3.9 LOADING 3.10
TRANSPORTING LOADS 3.11 UNLOADING 3.12 CLIMBING 3.13 STOPPING
AND PARKING THE LIFT TRUCK 3.14 FORKS 3.15 SEAT ADJUSTMENT 3.15.1
SUSPENSION SEAT OPERATOR'S WEIGHT ADJUSTMENT 3.15.2 FORWARD
AND BACKWARD CONTROL LEVER 3.15.3 BACKREST INCLINATION
ADJUSTMENT 3.15.4 LUMBAR ADJUSTMENT 3.15.5 SWIVEL SEAT 3.16 SEAT
BELT 3.17 TOP PANEL 3.18 TILT STEERING WHEEL 3.19 SERVICE RELEASE
LATCH 3.20 RADIATOR COVER 3.21 REARVIEW MIRROR (OPTION) 3.22 LPG
CYLINDER (TANK) HOLDER CHAPTER 4 GENERAL CARE AND
MAINTENANCE 4.1 WET CELL BATTERY CARE AND MAINTENANCE 4.2
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BATTERY SPECIFIC GRAVITY 4.3 DAILY INSPECTION 4.4 OPERATOR'S

DAILY CHECKLIST (SAMPLE) 4.5 MAINTENANCE AND INSPECTION 4.5.1
ENGINE OIL LEVEL 4.5.2 REFILLING ENGINE OIL 4.5.3 ENGINE COOLANT
LEVEL 4.5.4 REFILLING ENGINE COOLANT 4.5.5 COOLING SYSTEM
BLEEDING INSTRUCTIONS 4.5.6 BRAKE FLUID LEVEL 4.5.7 REFILLING
BRAKE FLUID 4.5.8 AUTOMATIC TRANSMISSION FLUID LEVEL 4.5.9
REFILLING AUTOMATIC TRANSMISSION FLUID 4.5.10 HYDRAULIC OIL
LEVEL 4.5.11 REFILLING HYDRAULIC OIL 4.5.12 STEERING WHEEL PLAY
4.5.13 WHEEL AND TIRE 4.5.14 TIRE REPLACEMENT 4.5.15 CHECKING MAST
4.5.16 CHECKING LIFT CHAIN 4.5.17 FORK INSPECTION 4.5.18 FORK REPAIR
4.5.19 CHECKING HORN 4.5.20 CHECKING LIGHTS 4.5.21 CHECKING
CARGO-HANDLING CONTROL LEVER(S) 4.5.22 CHECKING BRAKE PEDAL
4.5.23 PEDAL FREE PLAY 4.5.24 CHECKING PARKING BRAKE LEVER 4.5.25
CHECKING TOP PANEL LOCK 4.5.26 FUSES 4.5.27 CHECKING AIR CLEANER
4.5.28 CHECKING FAN BELT 4.5.29 DRAINING OF TAR FROM THE
VAPORIZER 4.5.30 PRECAUTIONS FOR USING LPG 4.5.31 RECOMMENDED
LPG FUEL TYPE 4.5.32 CYLINDER (TANK) SIZE 4.5.33 LPG CYLINDER (TANK)
REPLACEMENT 4.5.34 REFILLING LPG CYLINDERS (TANKS) 4.5.35
PERIODIC MAINTENANCE AND LUBRICATION SCHEDULE 4.5.36 PERIODIC
MAINTENANCE AND LUBRICATION SCHEDULE FOR EMISSION CONTROL
SYSTEM 4.5.37 LUBRICATION CHART 4.5.38 RECOMMENDED LUBRICANTS
4.5.39 RECOMMENDED SAE VISCOSITY CHART 4.5.40 PUTTING LIFT TRUCK
IN STORAGE 4.6 SIDE SHIFT 4.6.1 OVERVIEW OF SIDE SHIFT 4.6.2 MAIN
TERMS USED IN THIS SECTION 4.6.3 SAFETY RULES AND PRACTICES 4.6.4
SIDE SHIFT CONTROL LEVER OPERATION 4.6.5 SIDE SHIFT OPERATION
4.6.6 DAILY CHECKS AND SIMPLE MAINTENANCE CHAPTER 5
SPECIFICATIONS 5.1 MODEL IDENTIFICATION 5.1.1 MODEL VARIATION
(LONG MODEL CODE) BREAKDOWN 5.2 MAIN TRUCK 5.2.1 MAIN TRUCK -
2C7000 AND 2C8000/2C8000-SWB 5.3 MAST 5.3.1 2C7000 AND
2C8000/2C8000-SWB 5.4 FUEL AND OIL CAPACITY 5.5 ENGINE 5.6 ENGINE
OIL CAPACITY 5.7 NOISE LEVEL
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 Dick made no reply. He was not capable of self-defence, or even of
understanding the indignation he had called forth. He continued as if
only half conscious. "It need never be known. There is not a
creature who knows of it. She sent me her marriage lines. She has
nothing to prove that there ever was anything—and she would not
want to prove anything. She is as if she were dead."

"Come, sir," said the lawyer, "rouse yourself, Dick; she is not dead,
and for every honourable man that must be enough. Don't bewilder
yourself with sophistries. Why should you want to marry—again? You
have had enough of it, I should think; or else divorce her, since you
can. You may be able to do that secretly as well as the marriage.
Why not?"

Dick said nothing, but shook his head. He was so completely cast
down that he had not a word to say for himself. How he could have
supposed that a dispassionate man could have taken his side and
seen with his eyes in such a matter, it is hard to say. He had thought
of it so much that all the lines had got blurred to him, and right and
wrong had come to seem relative terms. "What harm would it do?"
he said to himself, scarcely aware he was speaking aloud. "No one
would be wronged, and they would never know. How could they
know? it would be impossible. Whereas, on the other side, there
must be a great scandal and raking up of everything, and betrayal—
to every one." He shuddered as he spoke.

"Whereas, on the other side," said the old lawyer, "there would be
a betrayal—very much more serious. Suppose you were to die, and
that then it were to be found out (in the long run everything is found
out) that your wife was not your wife, and her children—— Come,
Dick, you never can have contemplated a blackguard act like that to
an unsuspecting girl!"

"Sir!" cried Dick, starting to his feet. But he could not maintain
that resentful attitude. He sank down in the chair again, and said
with a groan, "What am I to do?"
 "There is only one thing for you to do: but it is very clear. Either
explain the real circumstances to the young lady or her friends—or
without any explanation give up seeing her. In any case it is evident
that the connection must be cut at once. Of course if she knows the
true state of the case, and that you are a married man, she will do
that. And if you shrink from explanations, you must do it without an
hour's delay."

Dick made no reply. He sat for a time with his head in his hands:
and then rose up with a dazed look, as if he scarcely knew what he
was about. "Good-bye," he said, "and thank you. I'll—tell Tom—what
you said."

"Do," said the old lawyer, getting up. He took Dick's hand and
wrung it in his own with a pressure that, though the thin old fingers
had but little force, was painful in its energy. "You don't ask my
silence, but I'll promise it you—except in one contingency," and here
he wrung Dick's hand again. "Should I hear of any marriage—after
what you have said, I shall certainly think it my duty to interfere."

When Dick came out the day seemed to have grown dark to him;
the sky was all covered with threads of black; he could scarcely see
his way.

CHAPTER XL.

Nevertheless Dick went down to Highcombe on the following

Saturday. There are two ways in which advice can work: one by
convincing the man who receives it to abandon his own evil way,
and adopt the good way set before him, which of course is the
object of all good advice, although but rarely attained to; the other
is to make him far more hotly and determinedly bent upon his own
way, with a sort of personal opposition to the adviser, and angry
sense that he has not properly understood the subject, or entered
into those subtle reasons below the surface which make a certain
course of action, not generally desirable, perhaps, the only one that
can be appropriately adopted in this particular case. This was the
effect produced upon Dick. He spent the intervening time in turning
it over and over in his mind, as he had already done so often, until
all the outlines were blurred. For a long time he had been able to
put that early, fatal, mad marriage out of his mind altogether, finding
himself actually able to forget it; so that if any one had suddenly
accused him of being, as his old friend said, a married man, he
would have, on the first shock, indignantly denied the imputation. It
had lasted so short a time, it had ended in such miserable disaster!
Scarcely a week had passed before he had discovered the horror
and folly of what he had done. He had not, like many men, laid the
blame upon the unhappy creature who had led him into these toils.
She was no unhappy creature, but one of those butterfly-women
without any soul, to whom there are no distinctions of right and
wrong. He discovered afterwards that if he had not himself been
honourable, it was not she who would have insisted upon the bond
of marriage, and whether she had ever intended to be bound by it
he could not tell. Her easy, artless independence of all moral laws
had been a revelation to the young man such as arrested his very
life, and filled him with almost awe in the midst of his misery,
disgust, and horror. Without any soul, or heart, or shame, or sense
that better was required from her—this was what she was. All the
evil elements of corrupt civilisation and savage freedom seemed to
have got mixed in her blood: half of the worst of the old world, half
of the rudest and wildest of the new. She had been a captivating
wonder to the young Englishman, accustomed to all the domestic
bonds and decorums, when he saw her first, a fresh wild-flower, as
he thought, with the purity as well as the savagery of primitive
nature. But afterwards it seemed an uncertain matter whether she
had ever known what purity was, or whether those links which
bound him to her had not bound other men even before his day. She
had flung in his face those marriage lines which women of the lower
classes generally hold in such reverence, and had laughed and
assured him that they were so much waste paper, and that as she
did not mean to be bound by them, neither need he; and then she
had disappeared, and for years he had not known that she existed.
The awful discovery that she was in the neighbourhood of his
friends, and that he himself might by chance meet her any moment
on the common road, had turned him to stone. Lizzie Hampson had
been her maid during the brief period in which she was his wife, and
had loved and clung to her, the subject of a fascination not
uncommon between women, after every other trace of that episode
in her life had passed away. Dick Cavendish had not for years
thought of that miserable episode in his until he had by chance
recognised Lizzie at Underwood. He had even lent himself with no
serious purpose, yet with a light heart, to that scheme of his family
and friends about the nice girl who was to convert him into a steady
member of society. No doubt the moment it had become serious he
must have felt himself brought face to face with the burdens and
hindrances of his previous career, even had he not seen Lizzie
Hampson. This reminder of what had been, however, came at the
exact crisis when Chatty Warrender had (as his errant imagination
always pictured her) pushed open lightly the door of his heart and
walked in with the bowl of roses in her hands: and hence all the
tumults and storms which had suddenly seized again upon a life
almost forgetful of any cause for these tempests. He knew what he
ought to have done then. He ought to have flown from Chatty and
every other "nice girl," as indeed he had done at once, to do him
justice. But who could have foreseen that meeting in London, who
provided against the necessity of "paying a little attention" to the
mother and sister of his friend? And now here was this invitation,
which meant—what did it mean?

It meant at least that Mrs. Warrender did not object to the

continuance of that intercourse, that perhaps Chatty herself—
perhaps Chatty—— His pulses had been beating hotly enough
before: but when this thought came, the mingling of a delicious sort
of intoxicating pleasure with the misery was more than he could
bear. When he got home to his rooms he opened the despatch box
which had accompanied him through all his wanderings, and which,
he suddenly recollected, should "anything happen to him," held all
the indications of a secret in his life without any explanation of it,
and went over its contents. He was interrupted in the midst of this
by a chance and inopportune visitor, no less than a younger brother,
who pulled the papers about, and cried, "Hallo, what's this?" with
the unjustifiable freedom of a near relation, bringing Dick's heart
into his mouth, and furnishing him with a dreadful example of what
might be, were a touch of more authority laid upon those scattered
débris of his life. A young brother could be sent away, or otherwise
disposed of, but there might come those who could not be sent
away. When he was alone again, he found the few papers connected
with his secret amid many others of no consequence, and it gave
Dick a curious thrill, half of amusement, to think of the spring of
astonished interest with which some problematical person who
might examine these papers after his death would come upon this
little trace of something so different from the tame relics of every
day. There was the letter which she had left behind her setting him
free, as the lawless creature intended; there was the marriage
certificate and some little jumble of mementos which somehow,
without any will of his, had got associated with the more important
papers. Dick looked over the bundle as if through the eyes of that
man who would go through them after his death, finding out this
appalling mystery. The man would be delighted, though it might not
be a pleasant discovery—it might (Dick went on imagining to
himself) throw a horrible doubt, as old What's-his-name said, upon
the standing of his widow, upon the rights of his child—but the man
who found it would be delighted. It would come so unexpectedly
amid all these uninteresting letters and records of expenditure. It
would brighten them up with the zest of a story, of a discovery; it
would add an interest to all the lawyer's investigations into his
estate. All the men about would meet and shake their heads over it,
putting two and two together, making out what it meant. Probably
they would advertise cautiously (which was what Dick himself, as a
budding lawyer, would recommend in the circumstances) for her,
poor creature, sure to be dead and buried long before that. They
would consult together whether it was necessary to inform poor Mrs.
Cavendish until they had something more definite to say. Dick,
looking down the vale of years, saw, or thought he saw, with a
curious quiver of his heart between pleasure and pity, Chatty in a
widow's cap, shedding tears at the sound of his name, absolutely
obtuse and incapable of understanding how any dishonour could
have come to her by him. They would think her stupid, Dick
believed, with a tear stealing to the corner of his eye. Yes, she would
be blank with a holy stupidity, God bless her, idiotic, if you like, my
fine gentleman, in that—not capable of understanding dishonour. It
was with a sort of grim pleasure that he got up after this and lighted
a candle, which shone strangely yellow and smoky in the clear
September sunshine. "I'll balk them," he said to himself, with fierce
satisfaction, as if those respectable imaginary executors of his had
been ill-natured gossips bent on exposing him. And he burnt the
papers one by one at his candle, watching the last fibre of each fade
away in redness and then in blackness, disappearing into nothing.

And then he packed his portmanteau and went down to

Highcombe. There are some people who will think this inconceivable,
but then these good persons perhaps have never had a strong
overpowering inclination to fight against, never been pressed and
even menaced by an urgent adviser, never recognised that necessity
of doing one thing which seems to throw the troubled mind into the
arms of the other. And then below all these contentions Dick had a
stubborn, strong determination to conduct this matter his own way.
He had decided in his mind that it was the best way. If there had
been any latent doubt on the subject before he consulted his old
friend, that had been dissipated by the interview and by all the old
gentleman's cogent reasoning on the other side. Dick felt that he
had taken the bit in his teeth and would be guided by no man. It
was the best way, there was no risk in it, no wrong in it—certainly no
wrong. He had not dealt even harshly with that wretched creature.
He knew that he had been kind, that he had tried every way to
reclaim her, and she had freed him from every law, human or divine.
He could get a divorce anywhere, that he knew; and after all a
divorce was but the legal affirmation of that severance which had
been made by nature, ay, and by God. Even the pure law of
Christianity permitted it for that one cause. Therefore there was no
wrong. And to spare publicity was merciful, merciful to her as well as
to himself.

Thus he reasoned, growing more certain on each repetition, and

packed his portmanteau. But yet he did not take Mrs. Warrender's
invitation in all its fulness. There was a little salve for any possible
prick of conscience in this. Instead of from Monday to Saturday, as
she said, he kept to the original proposal and went from Saturday to
Monday. There was something in that; it was a self-denial, a self-
restraint—he felt that it was something to the other side of the
account.

The Eustace Thynnes were still at Highcombe when he arrived,

and Mrs. Warrender had a little foretaste of the gratification which
she proposed to herself in announcing to Minnie at some future
period the name of her brother-in-law, in perceiving how deeply
Minnie was impressed by the visitor, and the evident but very
delicately indicated devotion with which he regarded Chatty, a thing
which took the young married lady altogether by surprise and gave
her much thought. As for Chatty herself, it was with the sensation of
one reluctantly awaked out of a dream, that she suffered herself
once more to glide into the brighter life which seemed to come and
go with Cavendish, an attendant atmosphere. The dream, indeed,
had not been happy, but there had been a dim and not unsweet
tranquillity in it—a calm which was congenial to Chatty's nature.
Besides that she was still young enough to feel a luxury in that soft
languor of disappointment and failure against which she had never
rebelled, which she had accepted as her lot. Was it possible that it
was not to be her lot after all? Was there something before her
brighter, more beautiful, after all? not an agitated happiness, more
excitement than bliss, like that of Theo, not the sort of copartnery of
superior natures laying down the law to all surroundings, like Minnie
and her Eustace: but something much more lovely, the true ideal,
that which poetry was full of—was it possible that to herself, Chatty,
the simplest and youngest (she was older than Theo it was true, but
that did not seem to count somehow now that Theo was a man and
married), this beautiful lot was to come? She was very shy to accept
the thought, holding back with a gentle modesty, trying not to see
how Dick's thoughts and looks turned to her—an attitude that was
perfect in its conformity with her nature and looks, and filled Dick
with tender admiration mingled with a little alarm, such as he had
not heretofore felt, but which touched Minnie with astonishment and
indignation. "She can't be going to refuse Mr. Cavendish," she said
afterwards to the partner of all her thoughts. "It would be very
surprising," said Eustace. "Oh, it must not be allowed for a
moment," Minnie cried.

On the first evening, which was Saturday, Lady Markland and Theo
came to dinner: she very sweet, and friendly and gracious to every
one, he full of cloudy bliss, with all his nerves on the surface, ready
to be wounded by any chance touch. The differing characteristics of
the family thus assembled together might have given an observer
much amusement, so full was each of his and her special little circle
of wishes and interests: but time does not permit us to linger upon
that little society. Lady Markland attached herself most to the
mother, with a curious fellow-feeling which touched yet alarmed Mrs.
Warrender. "I am more on your level than on theirs," she whispered.
"My dear, that is nonsense, Minnie is as old as you are," Mrs.
Warrender said. But then Minnie had never been anything but a
young lady until she married Eustace, and Lady Markland—ah,
nothing could alter the fact that Lady Markland had already lived a
life with which Theo had nothing to do. In the midst of this family
party Chatty and her affairs were a little thrown into the background.
She fulfilled all the modest little offices of the young lady of the
house, made the tea and served it sweetly, brought her mother's
work and footstool, did everything that was wanted. Dick could not
talk to her much, indeed talking was not Chatty's strong point; but
he followed her about with his eyes, and took the advantage of all
her simple ministrations, in which she shone much more than in talk.

But the Sunday morning was the best. The Rev. Eustace took the
duty by special request of the vicar in the chief church of
Highcombe, and Dick went with the mother and daughter to a
humble little old church standing a little out of the town, with its
little inclosure round it full of those rural graves where one cannot
help thinking the inmates must sleep sounder than anywhere else.
Here, as it was very near, they were in the habit of attending, and
Chatty, though she was not a great musician, played the organ, as
so many young ladies in country places do. When the little green
curtain that veiled the organ loft was drawn aside for a moment Dick
had a glimpse of her, looking out her music before she began, with a
chubby-faced boy who was to "blow" for her at her hand: and this
foolish lover thought of Luca della Robbia's friezes, and the white
vision of Florentine singers and players on the lute. The puffy-
cheeked boy was just like one of those sturdy Tuscan urchins, but
the maiden was of finer ware, like a madonna. So Dick thought:
although Chatty had never called forth such fine imaginations
before. They all walked home together very peacefully in a tender
quiet, which lasted until the Eustace Thynnes came back with their
remarks upon everybody. And in the afternoon Dick told Mrs.
Warrender that he must go over and see Wilberforce at Underwood.
There were various things he had to talk to Wilberforce about, and
he would be back to dinner, which was late on Sunday to leave time
for the evening church-going. Chatty had her Sunday-school, so it
was as well for him to go. He set out walking, having first engaged
the people at the Plough Inn to send a dog-cart to bring him back. It
was a very quiet unexciting road, rather dusty, with here and there a
break through the fields. His mind was full of a hundred things to
think of; his business was not with Wilberforce, but with Lizzie
Hampson, whom he must see, and ask—what was he to ask? He
could scarcely make out to himself. But she was the sole custodian
of this secret, and he must know how she could be silenced, or if it
would be necessary to silence her, to keep her from interfering. The
walk, though it was six long miles, was not long enough for him to
decide what he should say. He went round the longest way, passing
the Elms in order to see if the house was still empty, with a chill
terror in his heart of seeing some trace of those inhabitants whose
presence had been an insult to him. But all was shut up, cold and
silent; he knew that they were gone, and yet it was a relief to him
when he saw with his eyes that this was so. Then he paused and
looked down the little path opening by a rustic gate into the wood,
which led to the Warren. It was a footpath free to the villagers, and
he saw one or two people at long intervals passing along, for the
road led by the farther side of the pond and was a favourite Sunday
walk. Dick thought he would like to see what changes Warrender
had made and also the spot where he had seen Chatty if not for the
first time, yet the first time with the vision which identified her
among all women. He went along, lingering to note the trees that
had been cut down and the improvements made, and his mind had
so completely abandoned its former course of thought for another,
that when Lizzie Hampson came out of the little wood, and met him,
he started as if he had not known she was here. There was nobody
else in sight, and he had time enough as she approached him to
recover the former thread of his musings. She did not recognise him
until they were close to each other: then she showed the same
reluctance to speak to him which she had done before, and after a
hasty glance round as if looking for a way of escape, cast down her
eyes and head evidently with the intention of hurrying past as if she
had not seen him. He saw through the momentary conflict of
thought, and kept his eyes upon her. "I am glad that I have met
you," he said; "I wanted to see you," standing in front of her so that
she could not escape.

"But I don't want to see you, sir," Lizzie said, respectfully enough.

"That may be: but still—I have some questions to ask you. Will
you come with me towards the house? We shall be less interrupted
there."
 "If I must, I'd rather hear you here, sir," said Lizzie. "I won't have
the folks say that I talk with a gentleman in out-of-the-way places.
It's better on the common road."

"As you please," said Dick. "You know what the subject is. I want
to know——"

"What, sir? You said as I was to let you know when trouble came.
Now no trouble's come, and there's no need, nor ever will be. She
would never take help from you."

"Why? She has done me harm enough," he said.

"She never says anything different. She will never take help from
you. She will never hear of you, nor you of her. Never, never.
Consider her as if she were dead, sir—that's all her desire."

"I might have done that before I saw you. But now——"

"You don't mean," said Lizzie, with a sudden eager gleam of

curiosity, "that you—that after all that's come and gone——?" The
look that passed over his face, a flush of indignation, a slight
shudder of disgust, gave her the answer to her unspoken question.
She drew herself together again, quickly, suddenly catching her
breath. "I can't think," she said, "what questions there can be."

"There is this," he said: "I had almost forgotten her existence—till

I saw you: but now that is not possible. Look here, I may have to try
and get a divorce—you know what that means—out there, not here:
and she must have warning. Will you let her know?"

The girl started a little, the word frightened her. "Oh, sir," she
cried, "you wouldn't punish her, you wouldn't put her in prison or
that? Oh, don't, sir. She would die—and you know she's not fit to
die."
 "You mistake," said Dick; "there is no question of punishment, only
to be free of each other—as if indeed, as you say, she were dead to
me."

"And so she is," cried Lizzie earnestly. "She never will have her
name named to you, that's what she says, never if she should be
ever so—— She's given you your freedom as she's taken hers, and
never, never shall you hear word of her more: that is what she
says."

"Yet she is in England, for all she says."

"Did she ever pass you her word not to come to England? But I
don't say as she's in England now. Oh, it was an ill wind, sir," cried
Lizzie with vehemence, "that brought you here!"

"It may be so," Dick said, with a gravity that went beyond any
conscious intention of regret he had. "There is but one thing now,
and that is that I must be free. Let her know that I must take
proceedings for divorce. I have no way of reaching her but through
you."

"Sir, there is somebody coming," said Lizzie; "pass on as if you had

been asking me the way. I'll let her know. I'll never open my lips to
you more nor to any one, about her, but I'll do what you say. That's
the way to the house," she added, turning, pointing out the path
that led away from the side of the pond towards the Warren. He
followed the indication without another word, and in a minute stood
in the peaceful shadow of the deserted house. It came upon him
chill, but wholesome, life reviving after the agitation of that brief
encounter. Divorce—it was a bad word to breathe in such an honest
place—a bad blasphemous word, worse than an oath. He had not
meant to say it, nor thought of it before this meeting: but now he
seemed to be pledged to this step involuntarily, unwillingly; was it by
some good angel, something that was working in Chatty's interests
and for her sweet sake?
 CHAPTER XLI.

Dick went back to town on the Monday, having taken no decisive

step, nor said any decisive words. All that he had done was to make
it apparent that the matter was not to end there, as had seemed
likely when they parted in London. Chatty now saw that it was not to
be so. The thing was not to drop into the mere blank of
unfulfilledness, but was to be brought to her decision, to yea or nay.
This conviction, and the company of Dick in a relation which could
not but be new, since it was no longer accidental, but of the utmost
gravity in her life, gave a new turn altogether to her existence. The
change in her was too subtle for the general eye. Even Minnie, sharp
as she was, could make nothing more of it than that Chatty was
"more alive looking," a conclusion which, like most things nowadays,
she declared to come from Eustace. Mrs. Warrender entered with
more sympathy into her daughter's life, veiled not so much by
intention as by instinctive modesty and reserve from her as from all
others: but even she did not know what was in Chatty's mind, the
slow rising of an intense light which illuminated her as the sun lights
up a fertile plain,—the low land drinking in every ray, unconscious of
shadow,—making few dramatic effects, but receiving the radiance at
every point. Chatty herself felt like that low-lying land. The new life
suffused her altogether, drawing forth few reflections, but flooding
the surface of her being, and warming her nature through and
through. It was to be hers, then,—not as Minnie, not as Theo had it,
—but like Shakespeare, like poetry, like that which maidens dream.

Dick went back to town. When he had gone to his old friend for
advice his mind had revolted against that advice and determined
upon his own way; but the short interview with Lizzie Hampson had
changed everything. He had not meant to speak to her on the
subject; and what did it matter though he had spoken to her for a
twelvemonth? She could not have understood him or his desire. She
thought he meant to punish the poor, lost creature, perhaps to put
her in prison. The word divorce had terrified her. And yet he now felt
as if he had committed himself to that procedure, and it must be
carried out. Yet a strange reluctance to take the first steps retarded
him. Even to an unknown advocate in the far West a man is
reluctant to allow that his name has been dishonoured. The publicity
of an investigation before a tribunal, even when three or four
thousand miles away, is horrible to think of,—although less horrible
than had the wrong and misery taken place nearer home. But after
six years, and over a great ocean and the greater part of a
continent, how futile it seemed to stir up all those long-settled
sediments again! He wrote and rewrote a letter to a lawyer whose
name he remembered, to whom he had done one or two slight
services, in the distant State which was the scene of his brief and
miserable story. But he had not yet satisfied himself with this letter
when there occurred an interruption which put everything of the
kind out of his thoughts.

This was the receipt of a communication in black borders so

portentous that Dick, always alive to the comic side of everything,
was moved for the moment to a profane laugh. "No mourning could
ever be so deep as this looks," he said to himself, and opened the
gloomy missive with little thought. It could, he believed, only convey
to him information of the death of some one whom he knew little,
and for whom he cared less. But the first glance effectually changed
his aspect. His face grew colourless, the paper fell out of his hands.
"Good God!" he said. It was no profane exclamation. What was this?
a direct interposition of heaven in his behalf, a miracle such as is
supposed never to happen nowadays? The first effect was to take
breath and strength from him. He sat with his under jaw fallen, his
face livid as if with dismay. His heart seemed to stand still; awe, as if
an execution had been performed before his eyes, came over him.
He felt as if he had a hand in it, as if some action of his had brought
doom upon the sufferer. A cold perspiration came out on his
forehead. Had he wished her death in the midst of her sins, poor,
miserable woman? Had he set the powers of fate to work against
her, he, arrogant in his virtue and the happiness that lay within his
reach? Compunction was the first thought. It seemed to him that he
had done it. Had he a right to do it, to cut off her time of
repentance, to push her beyond the range of hope?

After this, however, he picked up the letter again with trembling

hands, and read it. It was from a man who described himself as the
head of a circus company in Liverpool, with whom Emma Altamont
had been performing. She had died in consequence of a fall two
days before. "She directed me with her last breath to write to you,
to say that you would know her under another name, which she was
not going to soil by naming it even on her deathbed, but that you
would know. She died very penitent, and leaving her love to all
friends. She was very well liked in the company, though she joined it
not so very long ago. A few things that she left behind she
requested you to have the choice of, if you cared for any keepsake
to remember her by, and sent you her forgiveness freely, as she
hoped to be forgiven by you. The funeral is to be on Sunday, at two
o'clock; and I think she would have taken it kind as a mark of
respect if she had thought you would come. I leave that to your own
sense of what is best."

This was the letter which fell like a bomb into Dick's life. It was
long before he could command himself enough to understand
anything but the first startling fact. She was dead. In his heart, by
his thoughts, had he killed her? was it his fault? He did not go
beyond this horrible idea for some long minutes. Then there
suddenly seized upon him a flood of gladness, a sensation of guilty
joy. God had stepped in to set the matter straight. The miracle which
we all hope for, which never seems impossible in our own case, had
been wrought. All lesser ways of making wrong right were
unnecessary now. All was over, the pain of retrospection, the painful
expedients of law, the danger of publicity, all over. The choice of her
poor little leavings for a token to remember her by! Dick shuddered
at the thought. To remember her by! when to forget her was all that
he wished.

It was long before he could do anything save think, in confused

whirls of recollection, and painful flashes of memory, seeing before
his hot eyes a hundred phantasmal scenes. But at last he roused
himself to a consideration of what he ought to do. Prudence seemed
to suggest an immediate journey to Liverpool, to satisfy himself
personally that all was effectually winded up and concluded in this
miserable account; but a dread, a repugnance, which he could not
overcome, held him back. He could not take part by act or word in
anything that concerned her again; not even, poor creature, in her
funeral; not from any enmity or hatred to her, poor unfortunate one,
but because of the horror, the instinctive shrinking, which he could
not overcome. Dick determined, however, to send the man who had
charge of his chambers, a man half servant, half clerk, in whom he
could fully trust. It was Friday when he received the letter. He sent
him down next day to Liverpool with instructions to represent him at
the funeral, to offer money if necessary to defray its expenses, to let
no "respect" be spared. She would have liked "respect" in this way.
It would have given her pleasure to think that she was to have a fine
funeral. Dick gave his man the fullest instructions. "She was
connected with—friends of mine," Dick said, "who would wish
everything to be respectably done, though they cannot themselves
take any part." "I understand, sir," said the man, who put the most
natural interpretation upon the strange commission, and did not
believe in any fiction about Dick's "friends." Dick called him back
when he had reached the door. "You can see the things of which this
person writes, and choose some small thing without value, the
smaller the better, to send as he proposes to—the people she
belongs to." This seemed the last precaution of prudence to make
assurance sure.

After this, three days of tumultuous silence till the messenger

came back. He came bringing a description of the funeral, a
photograph of "the poor young lady," and a little ring—a ring which
Dick himself had given her, so long, so long ago. The sight of these
relics had an effect upon him impossible to describe. He had to keep
his countenance somehow till the man had been dismissed. The
photograph was taken in fancy dress, in one of the circus costumes,
and was full of all manner of dreadful accessories; the stage smile,
the made-up beauty, the tortured hair: but there was no difficulty in
recognising it. A trembling like palsy seized upon him as he gazed at
it: then he lit his taper once more, and with a prayer upon his
quivering lips burnt it. The ring he twisted up in paper, and carried
out with him in his hand till he reached the muddy, dark-flowing
river, where he dropped it in. Thus all relics and vestiges of her, poor
creature, God forgive her! were vanished and put out of sight for
evermore.

Next day Dick Cavendish, a new man, went once more to

Highcombe. He was not quite the light-hearted fellow he had been.
There was a little emotion about him, a liquid look in the eyes, a
faint quiver about the mouth, which Chatty, when she lifted her soft
eyes with a little start of surprise and consciousness to greet him,
perceived at once and set down to their true cause. Ah yes, it was
their true cause. Here he was, come to offer himself with a past full
of the recollections we know, with a life which had been all but
ruined in times gone by, to the whitest soul he had ever met with, a
woman who was innocence and purity personified; who would
perhaps, if she knew, shrink from him, refuse the hand which she
would think a soiled one. Dick had all this in his mind, and it showed
in his countenance, which was full of feeling, but feeling of which
Chatty understood nothing. He found her alone by the merest
chance. Everything seemed to work for him in this season of fortune.
No inquisitive sister, no intrusive brother-in-law, not even the mother
with her inquiring eyes was here to interrupt. The jar with the big
campanulas stood in the corner; the mignonettes breathed softly an
atmosphere of fragrance; her muslin work was in Chatty's hand.

Well, he had not a great deal to say. It had all been said by his
eyes in the first moment, so that the formal words were but a
repetition. The muslin work dropped after a few seconds, and
Chatty's hands were transferred to his to be caressed and kissed and
whispered over. He had loved her ever since that day when she had
lightly pushed open the door of the faded drawing-room at the
Warren and walked in with her bowl of roses. "That was the door of
my heart," Dick said. "You had come in before I knew. I can smell
the roses still, and I shall ask Theo for that bowl for a wedding
present. And you, my Chatty, and you?"

Mrs. Warrender had her little triumph that afternoon. She said,
with the most delicate politeness: "I hope, Minnie, that Eustace after
all will be able to tolerate his new brother-in-law." Minnie gave her
mother a look of such astonishment as proved that the fine edge of
the sarcasm was lost.

"To tolerate—a Cavendish! I can't think what you mean, mamma!

Eustace is not an ignorant goose, though you seem to think so; nor
am I."

"I am glad your Honours are pleased," said the ironical mother,
with a laugh. Minnie stared and repeated the speech to Eustace,
who was not very clear either about its meaning. But "Depend upon
it, dear, your mother meant to be nasty," he said, which was quite
true.

After this, all was commotion in the house. Dick, though he had
been an uncertain lover, was very urgent now. He made a brief
explanation to Mrs. Warrender that his proposal had not been made
at the time they parted in London, "only because of an
entanglement of early youth," which made her look grave. "I do not
inquire what you mean," she said, "but I hope at least that it is
entirely concluded." "Entirely," he replied with fervour; "nor am I to
blame as you think, nor has it had any existence for six years. I was
young then." "Very young, poor boy!" she said with her old indulgent
smile. He made the same brief explanation to Chatty, but Chatty had
no understanding whatever of what the words meant and took no
notice. If she thought of it at all she thought it was something about
money, to her a matter of the most complete indifference. And so
everything became bustle and commotion, and the preparations for
the wedding were put in hand at once. The atmosphere was full of
congratulations, of blushes and wreathed smiles. "Marriage is
certainly contagious; when it once begins in a family, one never
knows where it will stop," the neighbours said: and some thought
Mrs. Warrender much to be felicitated on getting all her young
people settled; and some, much to be condoled with on losing her
last girl just as she had settled down. But these last were in the
minority, for to get rid of your daughters is a well understood
advantage, which commends itself to the meanest capacity.

It was arranged for the convenience of everybody that the

wedding was to take place in London. Dick's relations were legion,
and to stow them away in the Dower house at Highcombe, or even
to find room to give them a sandwich and a glass of wine, let alone
a breakfast, after the ceremony, was impossible. Dick himself was
particularly urgent about this particular, he could not have told why,
whether from a foreboding of disturbance or some other
incomprehensible reason. But as for disturbance, there was no
possibility of that. Every evil thing that could have interfered had
been exorcised and lost its power. There was nothing in his way;
nothing to alarm or trouble, but only general approval and the
satisfaction of everybody concerned.

CHAPTER XLII.

Lizzie Hampson heard, like everybody in the village, of what was

about to happen. Miss Chatty was going to be married. At first all
that was known was that the bridegroom was a gentleman from
London, which in those days was a description imposing to rustics.
He was a gentleman who had once been visiting at the Rectory, who
had been seen in the rector's pew at church, and walking about the
village, and on the road to the Warren. Many of the village gossips
remembered, or thought they remembered, to have seen him, and
they said to each other, with a natural enjoyment of a love story
which never fails in women, that no doubt that was when "it was all
made up." It gave many of them a great deal of pleasure to think
that before Miss Minnie had ever seen "that parson," her more
popular sister had also had a lover, though he hadn't spoken till
after, being mayhap a shy gentleman, as is seen often and often. He
was a fair-haired gentleman and very pleasant spoken. What his
name was nobody cared so much; the villagers found it more easy
to recollect him by the colour of his hair than by his name. It was
some time before Lizzie identified the gentleman whom Miss Chatty
was about to marry. She had a small part of the trousseau to
prepare, one or two morning dresses to make, a commission which
made her proud and happy, and gave her honour in the sight of her
friends and detractors, a thing dear to all. And then at the very last
Lizzie discovered who the bridegroom was. The discovery affected
her very greatly. It was the occasion of innumerable self-arguments,
carried on in the absolute seclusion of a mind occupied by matters,
its acquaintance with which is unknown. Old Mrs. Bagley talked
about the marriage to every one who came into the shop. It was,
she said, almost as if it was a child of her own.

Thus Lizzie heard—all that there was to hear: and her mind grew
more perplexed as time went on. She had the strange ignorances
and the still more strange beliefs common to her kind. She put her
faith in those popular glosses of the law, at which the better
instructed laugh, but which are to the poor and unlearned like the
canons of faith. It was the very eve of the wedding before her
growing anxiety forced her to action. When Mr. Wilberforce was told
that a young woman wanted to see him, he was arranging with his
wife the train by which they were to go up to town to the wedding,
not without comments on the oddness of the proceeding, which Mrs.
Wilberforce thought was but another of the many signs of the times