"I am obliged to you for responding to my summons so promptly--yes, sit
down, my good friend, sit down," he said. "It is necessary that I
should converse with you at some length, and I refuse to keep you
standing. Our present position is inexplicable to me. Granting that my
nephew Reginald is unworthy of the trust we reposed in his ability and
probity, there was still our own judgment in reserve, and our own
unquestioned capacity to meet any strain upon our resources. That our
confidence in these last was misplaced is still incredible to me. I am
completely baffled. The past few months, indeed, with their reiterated
discovery of difficulty and of loss, have been a terrible tax upon my
fortitude. Veteran financier though I am, I own to you, Iglesias, there
have been moments when I feared that I, too, should give way. Only my
sense of the duty I owe to my own reputation has supported me." Sir
Abel turned sideways in his chair. His eyes sought the derisive
portrait upon the wall, contemplation of which appeared to reanimate
his self-confidence somewhat, for he continued in his larger manner,
"Nor has the sting of private anxiety been lacking. My younger son has
been called away to the seat of war under circumstances of a peculiarly
affecting character. My earnest hopes for his future, in the shape of a
very desirable marriage, touched on fulfilment--."
But here Iglesias intervened. For his temper began to rise at the
mention of the loves of Alaric Barking. If the springs of Christian
charity, just now welling up so sweetly within him, were not to run
incontinently dry, the conversation, he felt, must be steadied down to
themes of other import. So he civilly but definitely requested Sir Abel
to "come to Hecuba," and to Hecuba the poor man, haltingly yet very
obediently, came. He and his ex-head-clerk seemed, indeed, to have
changed places, so that, before the end of the interview, Iglesias
began to measure himself as never before, to realise his own business
acumen, his quickness of apprehension, his grasp of the issues
presented to him and his own fearlessness of judgment. Whatever the
upshot as to the eventual saving of the credit of Messrs. Barking
Brothers & Barking, Iglesias became increasingly confident of his own
power, and quietly satisfied in the exercise of it.
And so it happened that, although tired in brain and body, his mind
weighted with thought, as were his arms with bundles of papers--which
he carried home for more leisurely inspection--Iglesias came rapidly up
the white steps of Cedar Lodge that night. He was buoyant in spirit,
content with his day's work, keenly interested in the development of
it. Using his latchkey he entered the square panelled hall
silently--with results, for revels were in progress within.
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