England -- Fiction; Strikes and lockouts -- Fiction
'You can be better trusted, both as to capabilities and steadiness, than
some could at your age,' deliberated Mrs. Thornimett. 'But they are
wrong notions that you young men pick up with regard to London. I
believe there's not one of you but thinks its streets are sprinkled with
diamonds.'
'_I_ don't,' said Austin. 'And while God gives me hands and brains to
work with, I would rather earn my diamonds, than stoop to pick them up
in idleness.'
Mrs. Thornimett paused. She settled her spectacles more firmly on her
eyes, turned them full on Austin, and spoke sharply.
'Were you disappointed when you heard the poor master's will read?'
Austin, in return, turned his eyes upon her, and opened them to their
utmost width in his surprise. 'Disappointed! No. Why should I be?'
'Did it never occur to you to think, or to expect, that he might leave
you something?'
'Never,' earnestly replied Austin. 'The thought never so much as crossed
my mind. Mr. Thornimett had near relatives of his own--and so have you.
Who am I, that I should think to step in before them?'
'I wish people would mind their own business!' exclaimed the old lady,
in a vexed tone. 'I was gravely assured, Austin, that young Clay felt
grievously ill-used at not being mentioned in the will.'
'Did you believe it?' he rejoined.
'No, I did not.'
'It is utterly untrue, Mrs. Thornimett, whoever said it. I never
expected Mr. Thornimett to leave me anything; therefore, I could not
have been disappointed at the will.'
'The poor master knew I should not forget you, Austin; that is if you
continue to be deserving. Some time or other, when my old bones are laid
beside him, you may be the better for a trifle from me. Only a trifle,
mind; we must be just before we are generous.'
'Indeed, you are very kind,' was Austin Clay's reply; 'but I should not
wish you to enrich me at the expense of others who have greater claims.'
And he fully meant what he said. 'I have not the least fear of making my
own way up the world's ladder. Do you happen to know anything of the
London firm, Hunter and Hunter?'
'Only by reputation,' said Mrs. Thornimett.
'I shall apply to them, if I go to London. They would interest
themselves for me, perhaps.'
'You'd be sure to do well if you could get in there. But why should they
help you more than any other firm would?'
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