His money bred. He formed temporary partnerships with the stewards of country gentlemen, and, having by the aid of the former gulled the latter, finished by cheating the associates who had assisted him to his prey. The annuity-monger was also a philosopher. He never pressed for his debts when he knew they were safe. When one of his victims asked where his conscience was, he replied, “We monied people must balance accounts. If you don’t pay me my annuity, you cheat me; if you do, I cheat you.” He said his deeds were his children, which nourished best by sleeping. His word was his bond; his hour was punctual; his opinions were compressed and sound. In his time he was called the great Audley; and though the Fathers of the Church proclaimed the sin of usury to be the original sin, Audley smiled at their assertions and went on his way rejoicing. As his wealth increased he purchased an office in the Court of Wards; and the entire fortunes of the wards of Chancery being under his control and that of the other officers of the court, it may be supposed that Audley’s annuity-jobbing increased. When he quarrelled with one who disputed the payment of an annuity, and who, to prove his resisting power, showed and shook his money-bags, Audley sarcastically asked “whether they had any bottom?” The exulting possessor answered in the affirmative. “In that case,” replied Audley, “I care not; for in my office I have a constant spring.” Here he pounced on incumbrances which lay on estates; he prowled about to discover the cravings of their owners, which he did to such purpose that, when asked what was the value of his office, he replied, “Some thousands of pounds to any one who wishes to get to heaven immediately; twice as much to him who does not mind being in purgatory; and nobody knows what to him who will adventure to go to hell.” Charity forbids us to guess to which of these places Audley went. He did not long survive the extinction of the Court of Wards, and died “receiving the curses of the living for his rapine, while the stranger who had grasped the million he had raked together owed him no gratitude at his death.”