The Martins Of Cro' Martin, Vol. II (of II)Lever, Charles
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The Martins Of Cro' Martin, Vol. II (of II)
Lever, Charles
Ireland -- History -- 1800-1837 -- Fiction; Ireland -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
“I am curious to learn how you became acquainted with these financial
abilities of Miss Henderson?” said Lady Dorothea, haughtily.
“Simply enough. I was poring over these confounded accounts one day at
Manheim, and I chanced to ask her a question,--something about compound
interest, I think it was,--and so she came and looked over what I was
doing, or rather endeavoring to do. It was that affair with Throgmorton,
where I was to meet one third of the bills, and Merl and he were to
look to the remainder; but there was a reservation that if Comus won the
Oaks, I was to stand free--no, that's not it--if Comus won the double
event--”
“Never mind your stupid contract. What of Miss Henderson?” broke in Lady
Dorothea.
“Well, she came over, as I told you, and took up a pencil and began
working away with all sorts of signs and crosses,--regular algebra, by
Jove!--and in about five minutes out came the whole thing, all square,
showing that I stood to win on either event, and came off splendidly
if the double should turn up. 'I wish,' said I to her, 'you 'd just
run your eye over my book and see how I stand.' She took it over to the
fire, and before I could well believe she had glanced at it, she said:
'This is all full of blunders. You have left yourself open to three
casualties, any one of which will sweep away all your winnings. Take
the odds on Roehampton, and lay on Slingsby a couple of hundred
more,--three, if you can get it,--and you 'll be safe enough. And when
you 've done that,' said she, 'I have another piece of counsel to give;
but first say will you take it?' 'I give you my word upon it,' said
I. 'Then it is this,' said she: 'make no more wagers on the turf. You
haven't skill to make what is called a “good book,” and you 'll always
be a sufferer.'”
“Did n't she vouchsafe to offer you her admirable assistance?” asked her
Ladyship, with a sneer.
“No, by Jove!” said he, not noticing the tone of sarcasm; “and when I
asked her, 'Would not she afford me a little aid?' she quickly said,
'Not on any account. You are now in a difficulty, and I willingly come
forward to extricate you. Far different were the case should I conspire
with you to place others in a similar predicament. Besides, I have your
pledge that you have now done with these transactions, and forever.'”
“What an admirable monitor! One only wonders how so much morality
coexists with such very intimate knowledge of ignoble pursuits.”
“By Jove! she knows everything,” broke in the Captain. “Such a canter as
she gave me t' other morning about idleness and the rest of it, saying
how I ought to study Hindostanee, and get a staff appointment, and
so on,--that every one ought to place himself above the accidents of
fortune; and when I said something about having no opportunity at hand,
she replied, 'Never complain of that; begin with _me_. I know quite
enough to initiate you; and as to Sanscrit, I 'm rather “up” in it.'”
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