Miser Farebrother: A Novel (vol. 3 of 3) — John Shaqi
Miser Farebrother: A Novel (vol. 3 of 3)Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
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Miser Farebrother: A Novel (vol. 3 of 3)
Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
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"You may well cry out," said Captain Ablewhite. "The stones, if they're
worth a penny, are worth fifty thousand pounds. Do you wish to know how
I became associated with the affair? Well, I've no objection to tell
you. The fact is, the Duchess is an old flame of mine. An antique Duke
falling in love with her, and being in his dotage, I naturally consent
to the marriage. But she is an awfully extravagant woman, and needing
instantly the sum of money I mentioned, comes to me. 'I have a friend,'
I say to her, 'in the money-lending way, who, if you give him security,
will obtain millions for you.' Whereupon she says she will leave her
wonderful diamond bracelet with my friend until she pays back the four
thousand with ample interest. That will be your profit, Jeremiah. She
dare not pledge these diamonds in the regular way with the men who deal
regularly in such affairs. It would come to her husband's ears; and
although the diamonds are hers, to do as she likes with, there is the
future to be considered. The Duke makes her a handsome allowance; he has
drawn up his will, leaving her as much as it is in his power to do; he
is a very jealous, irascible, pompous-headed old idiot, and it is
therefore imperative that this little matter shall be negotiated in such
a way as to render it impossible it can come to his knowledge. He brings
his wife to London this evening; his town mansion is not in a fit state
to receive his noble carcass, so his wife drives him to the Langham. She
knows from me that a friend--you, Jeremiah--is waiting outside the
hotel; she comes to you, addresses you, slips her bracelet into your
hand, and vanishes. What confidence! What imprudence! Dear little soul!
As for the interest, charge her sixty, eighty, a hundred per cent. Yes,
charge her a hundred. It won't come out of her pocket, it will come out
of the Duke's. 'But,' say you, '_I_ haven't the money to advance; I'm
clean stumped.' That need not stop the cart, friend Jeremiah. What you
have to do is to go to your governor, Farebrother, and show him these
diamonds. If the sight of them doesn't set his thin blood in a glow,
nothing will. You say to him, 'The lady requires _six_ thousand pounds
on them for a month. She will give one thousand pounds interest.' That
is at the rate of two hundred per cent. per annum, friend Jeremiah. You
continue: 'If the money is not repaid at the end of the month, the
diamonds are yours; they become forfeited. Here is a letter from her to
that effect.' I will give it to you presently, Jeremiah, and you can
hand it to the governor. He won't be able to resist the bait. How about
the ready? Can he lay hands on it?"
"He has bonds that he can sell," replied Jeremiah.
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