Mortomley's Estate: A Novel. Vol. 1 (of 3)Riddell, J. H., Mrs.
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Mortomley's Estate: A Novel. Vol. 1 (of 3)
Riddell, J. H., Mrs.
Bankruptcy -- Fiction; England -- Fiction
"And the very best thing you can do is to stop," was the reply. "I will
do all in my power to help you through, and if you want a friendly
trustee I should not object to act. But," and he laid his hand
impressively on Mortomley's arm, "you go straight to your solicitor
without turning to the right or to the left. Put it beyond your own
power to draw back before you see Forde. I have always told you that,
although to such a concern the amount of your indebtedness is or should
be nothing, still you are a link in a chain, and you know what happens
if even one link gives way."
"But I should not like his first intimation of the matter to be by
circular," answered Mr. Mortomley.
"First intimation, pooh!" retorted the other. "The man is not a total
idiot. He knows you are in difficulties; he knows how difficulties
always end. He may not expect the end to come so soon, but he must be
certain it is on its way."
Nevertheless, Mortomley hesitated. This was just like Mortomley--to
pause when staking something high for himself, and consider Dick, Tom,
or Harry might not like his throw.
This had been a weak point in every Mortomley, since the days of him who
left the Place to seek his fortune; but it was intensified in Archibald
who, through this and other similar traits was about to bring the last
noble left by his predecessors to ninepence.
"Now promise me," said the self-constituted adviser, noticing his
hesitation; "I know Forde better than you. I have been behind the scenes
in that respectable concern, and could let you into a good many
mysteries if I chose; and I can tell you if you go to Vedast Wharf
before you have been to Mr. Leigh, you won't go into liquidation till
you have nothing left to liquidate. If Forde must be told, let your
nephew tell him."
"I will go to him fast enough if you will accompany me," answered
Rupert; "but I should not care for the task of breaking it to him
alone."
Whereat the other laughed loudly. "Look here," he said, "what is there
to be afraid of? He won't try to murder you, and if he did he could not
well succeed in the attempt. He will blow up, doubtless; rave and
blaspheme a good deal; swear you are all swindlers together, and that
there is only one honest man, himself, left on earth. He will then calm
down and try to cajole you to keep things moving a little longer; then
he will offer you more credit, and, perhaps, to help you to open fresh
credits; and if the thing is not done, he will over-persuade you to go
on. But if the thing is done, and he knows remonstrance is useless, he
will make the best of a bad business. He will tell his directors your
estate is good to pay forty shillings in the pound, and you may have
more peace and comfort in your home and your business than you have
known for many a long day past."
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