“'Then I'll stay too, sir, and try if he'll not give me his company yet.
At all events, I shall have _yours_; and there is nothing I know that
could recompense me for the loss of it.' It was not very easy to turn
him from his plan, but I insisted so heartily-for I'd have stayed on
now, if it were to have entailed a whole life of poverty-that he gave in
at last; and from that hour to this, not a word of other than agreement
has passed between us. For my own part, I began to work with a will,
and a determination that I never felt before; and perhaps I overtaxed my
strength, for I caught this fever by remaining till the heavy dews began
to fall, and in this climate it is always a danger.”
“And the mine, Tom--did it grow better?” “Not a bit. I verily believe
we never saw ore from that day. We got upon yellow clay, and lower down
upon limestone rock, and then upon water; and we are pumping away yet,
and old Sir Brook is just as much interested by the decrease of the
water as if he saw a silver floor beneath it. 'We've got eight inches
less this morning, Tom; we are doing famously now.' I declare to you,
Lucy, when I saw his fine cheery look and bright honest eye, I thought
how far better this man's fancies are than the hard facts of other
people; and I'd rather have his great nature than all the wealth success
could bring us.”
“My own dear brother!” was all she could say, as she grasped his hand,
and held it with both her own.
“The worst of all is, that in the infatuation he feels about this mining
project he forgets everything else. Letters come to him from agents and
men of business asking for speedy answers; some occasionally come to
tell that funds upon which he had reckoned to meet certain payments
had been withdrawn from his banker long sinca When he reads these, he
ponders a moment, and mutters, 'The old story, I suppose. It is so easy
to write Brook Fossbrooke;' and then the whole seems to pass out of his
mind, and he'll say, 'Come along, Tom; we must push matters a little;
I'll want some coin by the end of the month.'
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