Mohawks: A Novel. Volume 3 of 3Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
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Mohawks: A Novel. Volume 3 of 3
Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
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"Egad, I shall have to commit bigamy if she doesn't; so for conscience'
sake she ought to give up the ghost," answered Chambers. "I have been
seriously meditating running off with an Irish heiress, under a false
name, and settling in some corner of her barbarous country, where I
could live upon her fortune, and escape all the vexations of this
accursed town."
"I don't think you should anathematise a town, Bob, which has allowed
you to cut a very pretty figure and to spend twice your fortune," said
his friend.
"O, your damned shopkeepers have been civil enough," answered Chambers,
lolling back in his chair and picking his teeth languidly. "I had a bevy
of them in my dressing-room every morning teasing me for orders long
after I was absolutely insolvent. But 'twas my tailor finished me."
"Indeed! How was that? Surely he never caught you in so soft a mood as
to pay him?"
"O, it was a bite of the most diabolical nature. 'Twas soon after I
married that the fellow began to get importunate. I had run up a pretty
long bill with him--birthday-suits, hunting clothes, an occasional
hundred on my I O U--when I was hard up for card-money. Your West End
snip is generally a money-lender in disguise. I suppose the total must
have been close upon four figures; but I had never bothered myself about
the matter. One morning the insolent rascal congratulated me upon having
married an heiress. No doubt he knew Belle's poor little fortune to a
guinea. I thanked him for his compliments in a manner which was as good
as telling him to mind his own business, and next week he asked me for
five or six hundred on account. 'Shillings, d'ye mean, sirrah?' says I.
'No, Captain, guineas,' says he; 'your bill, including money lent, is
over twelve hundred.' This staggered me for I had not a sixpence of my
own, and my wife's modest dowry of seven thousand pounds was tightly
settled upon herself. I have always thought with Dick Steele that our
new fashion of marriage-settlements is the most detestable form of
bargaining that was ever invented. Mr. Snip looked black as thunder when
I frankly confessed my inability to pay him till I dropped into an
expected legacy from my East Indian godfather, who had long been ailing.
Need I say that I invented the godfather and the legacy on the spot?"
"And was Snip satisfied to accept your Oriental security?"
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