His sister stole occasional side-glances at his face, and her heart
wept, if her eyes did not. She and Edmund had been living all this time
upon the weekly sum allowed by Sebastian Mallory to such of his hands
as chose to accept it. They had been aided by Myles from his own store,
in order that Edmund might have the things he required; and that store,
Mary knew now, was at an end, had come to an end some days ago. She did
not quite know how Myles had lived during those few dreadful days. He
had accepted nothing from her, because what she offered had been bought
with Sebastian Mallory’s money. He had smiled when she had implored him
to take something and repay her when times mended, if he would not have
it as a gift; smiled in a way that had not encouraged her to repeat
the offer. He had made no complaints, had been very quiet, but those
days had been the most wretched Mary had ever spent in her life. She
knew what her brother had been trying to hold out for, but the hope
continued to be deferred; and even if it must now be soon fulfilled,
she feared the relief would come too late to save him from what he and
she both considered the supreme and ultimate disgrace and shame, of
having to apply for relief. Some fortnight ago, the Relief Committee
had advertised for two clerks, to relieve their honorary secretaries
of the burden of accounts and correspondence, which had grown greater
than they could bear. Candidates of the artisan class were invited
to apply, and it was intimated that, if competent, they would be
preferred rather than others, on the principle of helping them to
help themselves. Myles Heywood had been one of the applicants, and the
decision would not be known for two days yet. The day before, Mary had
met Mr. Mallory, and had hurriedly implored him to use his influence,
if he had any, to get her brother in; but never, never to say she had
asked him, or she did not know what would happen if Myles ever knew
of it. He had promised; but there still remained a dreadful blank two
days, and then, even with Sebastian’s efforts, the answer might be that
Myles was rejected.
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