“Ay. Two thousand pounds,--a large sum for me, I promise you. It was
with immense persuasion, too, I got Fossbrooke to let me have these
shares. He offered me scores of other things as a free gift in
preference,--salmon-fisheries in St. John's; a saw-mill on Lake Huron; a
large tract of land at the Cape; I don't know what else: but I was firm
to the copper, and would have nothing but this.”
“I went in for lead,” said Trafford, laughingly.
“_You_; and are _you_ involved in this also?” asked Tom.
“Yes; so far as I have promised to sell out, and devote whatever remains
after paying my debts to the mine.”
“Why, this beats all the infatuation I ever heard of! You have not the
excuse of men at a distance, who have only read or listened to plausible
reports; but you have come here,--you have been on the spot,--you have
seen with your own eyes the poverty-stricken air of the whole concern,
the broken machinery, the ruined scaffoldings, the mounds of worthless
dross that hide the very approach to the shaft; and you have seen us,
too, and where and how we live!”
“Very true,” broke in Cave; “but I have heard _him_ talk, and I could no
more resist the force of his words than I could stand in a current and
not be carried down by it.”
“Exactly so,” chimed in Trafford; “he was all the more irresistible that
he did not seek to persuade. Nay, he tried his utmost to put me off the
project, and, as with the Colonel, he offered me dozens of other ways to
push my fortune, without costing me a farthing.”
“Might not we,” said Cave, “ask how it comes that you, taking this
dispiriting view of all here, still continue to embark your fortunes in
its success?”
“It is just because they are my fortunes; had it been my fortune, I had
been more careful. There is all the difference in life between a man's
hopes and his bank-stock. But if you ask me why I hang on here, after I
have long ceased to think anything can come of it, my answer is, I do so
just as I would refuse to quit the wreck, when he declared he would not
leave it. It might be I should save my life by deserting him; but it
would be little worth having afterwards; and I 'd rather live with him
in daily companionship, watching his manly courageous temper and his
high-hearted way of dealing with difficulties, than I would go down the
stream prosperously with many another; and over and over have I said to
myself, If that fine nature of his can make defeat so endurable, what
splendor of triumph would it not throw over a real success!”
“And this is exactly what we want to share,” said Traf-ford, smiling.
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