English fiction -- 19th century; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Mystery fiction; Smugglers -- Fiction
"And the future trouble also," spoke Thomas Hill, catching eagerly at
the straw of hope. "Why, sir, that will bring you in a mine of
wealth."
"Yes. The only real want now is time. Time! time! I have said it
before perhaps too sanguinely; I can say it in all truth now."
"And, sir--did you not show this to be the case to Mr. Fosbrook?"
"I did. But alas, I had to deny to him my other pressing
liabilities--and he questioned sharply. Nevertheless, I shall tide it
over, all of it, if I can only secure the time. That account of
Merrit's--we may as well go over it together now, Thomas. It will not
take long."
They drew their chairs to the table side by side. A thought was
running through Thomas Hill's mind, and he spoke it as he opened the
ledgers.
"With this good news in store, sir, making repayment
certain--for if time be given you, you will now have
plenty--don't you think Mr. Castlemaine would advance you funds?"
"I don't know," said the banker. "James seems to be growing cautious.
He has no notion of my real position--I shrink from telling him--and I
am sure he thinks that I am quite rich enough without borrowing money
from anybody for fresh speculations. And, in truth, I don't see how he
can have much money at command. This new trouble, that may be looming
upon him, will make him extra cautious."
"What trouble?" asked Thomas Hill.
"Some man, I hear, has made his appearance at Greylands, calling
himself Anthony Castlemaine, and saying that he is a son of my brother
Basil," replied the banker, confidentially.
"Never!" cried the old man. "But, sir, if he be, how should that bring
trouble on Mr. Castlemaine?"
"Because the stranger says he wants to claim Greylands' Rest."
"He must be out of his mind," said Thomas Hill. "Greylands' Rest is
Mr. Castlemaine's; safe enough too, I presume."
"But a man such as this may give trouble, don't you see."
"No, sir, I don't see it--with all deference to your opinion. Mr.
Castlemaine has only to show him it is his, and send him to the right
about----"
A knock at the room door interrupted the sentence. The clerk rose to
open it, and received a card and a message, which he carried to his
master. The banker looked rather startled as he read the name on it:
"Anthony Castlemaine."
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