Israel Rank : $b The autobiography of a criminalHorniman, Roy
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Israel Rank : $b The autobiography of a criminal
Horniman, Roy
Criminals -- Fiction; Detective and mystery stories; Humorous stories
I was now the son of the house at the Gascoynes’, and there was
Satanic humour in the situation. I moved among all these good people
as in some measure a substitute for the dead young man. Where
ignorance is bliss ’tis folly to be wise, is true sometimes, and what
did it matter to them if I were responsible for the son’s death? How
could it affect my filial attitude, providing they remained in
ignorance?
Mr. Gascoyne doubled my salary, and introduced me to the employés of
the firm as his successor. He began by degrees to leave the management
of affairs to me, and he did well, for he had grown just a little
old-fashioned, and the business certainly improved under my care; in
fact, it regained ground which it had lost.
About this time I had another piece of good fortune. It was not much,
but such as it was it was encouraging. Old Henry Gascoyne died,
leaving only the parson between me and the main branch—of course, with
the exception of my benefactor, Mr. Gascoyne.
Lord and Lady Gascoyne called in person to congratulate us on our
engagement. They welcomed me as cousin, and asked us all to Hammerton
for Christmas. Lady Gascoyne wanted to revive the good old-fashioned
Yule-tide. As she justly observed, “What is the use of having an
old-fashioned hall if you don’t use it as such?”
Chapter XIX
Miss Gascoyne and I were to be married the following spring. Why
people who want to get married and are in a position to get married
don’t do so at once I cannot understand. I fancy Mr. and Mrs. Gascoyne
would have liked us to live with them, but we resolutely declined to
accept any hints on the subject, and they were quite generous-minded
enough to see the justice of our objection. At the same time, they
regarded the departure of Edith from under their roof with no little
gloom.
Miss Gascoyne insisted on settling half her income on me. “I might,”
she said, laughing, “become weak-minded, or go off with some one else,
and it is only fair that you should not run the chance of being worse
off.” I protested, but on this point she was firm. If she had not done
this of her own accord, I think I should have found some means to
suggest that she should; for if a man marries money he lives in
greater style than he would otherwise have done, and it is not fair
that he should be left at the mercy of his wife in the event of their
parting, or should his own capacity for earning a living be impaired.
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