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Then Caroline went up to her bedroom, and Sir Henry sat himself down
near Mr. Bertram's chair in the dining-room.
"I wanted to speak to you, sir," said he, rushing at once into the
midst of his subject, "about Caroline's settlement. It is time
that all that should be arranged. I would have made my lawyer see
Pritchett; but I don't know that Pritchett has any authority to act
for you in such matters."
"Act for me! Pritchett has no authority to act--nor have I either."
This little renunciation of his granddaughter's affairs was no more
than Sir Henry expected. He was, therefore, neither surprised nor
disgusted.
"Well! I only want to know who has the authority. I don't anticipate
any great difficulty. Caroline's fortune is not very large; but of
course it must be settled. Six thousand pounds, I believe."
"Four, Sir Henry. That is, if I am rightly informed."
"Four, is it? I was told six--I think by George Bertram in former
days. I should of course prefer six; but if it be only four, why we
must make the best of it."
"She has only four of her own," said the old man, somewhat mollified.
"Have you any objection to my telling you what I would propose to
do?"
"No objection in life, Sir Henry."
"My income is large; but I want a little ready money at present to
conclude the purchase of my house, and to furnish it. Would you
object to the four thousand pounds being paid into my hands, if I
insure my life for six for her benefit? Were her fortune larger, I
should of course propose that my insurance should be heavier."
Sir Henry was so very reasonable that Mr. Bertram by degrees thawed.
He would make his granddaughter's fortune, six thousand as he had
always intended. This should be settled on her, the income of course
going to her husband. He should insure his life for four thousand
more on her behalf; and Mr. Bertram would lend Sir Henry three
thousand for his furniture.
Sir Henry agreed to this, saying to himself that such a loan from Mr.
Bertram was equal to a gift. Mr. Bertram himself seemed to look at it
in a different light. "Mind, Sir Henry, I shall expect the interest
to the day. I will only charge you four per cent. And it must be made
a bond debt."
"Oh, certainly," said Sir Henry.
And so the affair of the settlement was arranged.
CHAPTER XIV.
MRS. LEAKE OF RISSBURY.
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