Great Britain -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Short stories
“Then there's your good name, which has never been stained. Nobody says
you are mean, or hypocritical, or unmanly, or... anything bad; and if...
you can't pay that money on Monday, every person will know that it was
not your fault, and that you will repay all you owe some day, if you
can.”
“Yes, please God, wife, we will... You think too much of me, but go on.”
“We have half a dozen friends, and, although they're not rich, they're
true; and if we have to go into a smaller house and live very quietly,
they won't mind; they'll just come closer, won't they?”
“Right again; you are getting on. We've somewhere about £50,000 working
capital now.”
“We have our books and our music, and... five years of love and...
spiritual blessings one doesn't talk about....”
“One piece of property wanting, which is best of all--yourself, Queenie,
surely the cleverest, loyalest...”
“You are talking nonsense now, Bert; and are you aware that it is past
eleven o'clock? I'll turn out the gas in the dining-room if you will see
that the door is fastened.”
“Here is a letter which must have come by the last post and been
forgotten; perhaps it's a Christmas card in advance. Let's see. Oh, I
say, you've left me in darkness.”
“Come up to our room; we can open it there; very likely it's a bill.
Well?”
“I say... Queenie... no, it can't be a hoax... nobody would be
so cruel... and here's an enclosure... letter from London bankers
confirming... sit down here beside me; we'll read it together... so, as
near as you can, and your arm round my neck... just a second before we
begin... my eyes are... all right now.”
“Liverpool, _December_ 22, 189--.
“Dear Sir,--It has been my practice, as a man engaged for many years in
commercial pursuits, to keep a watchful and, I hope, not unkindly eye
upon young firms beginning their business career in Liverpool. For the
last five years I have observed your progress with much interest, and
you will pardon my presumption and take no offence, when I express my
satisfaction, as an old merchant, with your diligence, caution, ability,
and, most of all, integrity, to which all bear witness.
“I was therefore greatly grieved to learn that your firm may be hardly
pressed next week, and may be in danger of stoppage--all the more
because I find no charge of folly can be brought against you, but that
you are the indirect victims of one firm's speculative operations. There
is no one, I am also informed, from whom you can readily obtain the
temporary assistance you require and are morally entitled to receive.
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