thousand pounds, I might have freed myself of every liability; and,
indeed, I was more than half inclined to do it; but the devil, in
this fellow’s shape, hinted something about being poor-spirited and
craven-hearted; said something about men who bore reverses ill, and
only spread canvas when the wind was all astern; and that, in fact, the
people who carried the day in life were exactly those who never would
accept defeat. All he said met a ready concurrence from my own heart,
and in I went after my thirty thousand, which soon became eighty.
Even then I might have escaped--a heavy loser, of course, but not
crushed--but he persuaded me that the concern was the finest
enterprise in Europe, if emancipated from the influence of two powerful
shareholders--men who, since they had joined us, had gone deeply into
other speculations, whose prospects would be severely damaged by our
success. One of these was La Marque, the Parisian banker, and a great
promoter of the ‘Crédit Mobilier;’ the other an English contractor,
whose name I may mention one of these days. They were, he said, to be
bought out, and then I should stand the representative of four-sixths
of the whole scheme. It reads like infatuation now that I go calmly over
it; but I acceded. I commissioned Gennet to treat with these gentlemen,
and gave him blank bills for the sums. For a while all seemed to go
on admirably. La Marque himself wrote to me; he owned that his other
engagements had not left him at liberty to develop the resources of
our company to their full extent, and confessed that there were certain
changes in the management that must lead to great advantage. With,
however, what I thought at the time a most scrupulous honour--though I
have come to regard it differently--he hinted to me that while Mr. G.’s
position in the ‘world of affairs’ was above all reproach, the fact
of his conducting a transaction with blank acceptances was totally
irregular and unbusiness-like; and he begged that I would give him a
regular assurance, in a form which he enclosed, that I authenticated
G.’s position, and held myself responsible, not merely commercially,
but as a man of honour, for such engagements as he should contract in my
name. I made a few trifling alterations in the wording of this document,
and sent it back with my signature. On the third day after, the London
firm smashed, and on the evening that brought the news, G. bolted, and
has not since been heard of.
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