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“Well, if you want to shout, do it now; for I want you to be very
circumspect and proper when we walk up the avenue.”
Barney did not shout, but he placed his arm around her, and----and
felt it was most delightful to be thus taken in charge and told how to
behave.
CHAPTER XXXII.
It was Barney’s habit, now that money flowed in upon him, to deal
liberally with his cabmen. He would hand to the man two or three
sovereigns, or even a five-pound note if there happened to be one loose
in his waistcoat pocket, and say to him:
“Now I may need you only twenty minutes, or I may need you all the
afternoon; but I want you to feel happy while you’re driving me, don’t
you know, so here’s all I’m going to give you, and I wish to have no
dispute about fares at the end of the journey.” There never was any
dispute, and Barney was extremely popular with the driving fraternity.
When the date of the wedding was fixed, Barney, on his return to London,
took a cab at ten pounds in honour of the forthcoming event. He said to
himself that he couldn’t give less and retain his self-respect, as he
intended using the cab in completing the necessary arrangements for the
ceremony. He drove first to the residence of the clergyman who was
in charge of St. Martyrs-in-the-East; for he had determined that the
marriage should take place in this church, because it was the nearest
sacred building to his father’s works and was surrounded by a population
largely in the employ of the firm, directly or indirectly. Besides this,
Barney took a particular delight in the thought that all the newspapers
would be compelled to send representatives to this unfashionable
locality; for the wedding would be a notable one, and he was now so
famous that should he marry or die in the most unknown spot in the
British Isles, his doing so would forever bestow distinction on the
place.
The genial old clergyman was undeniably impressed by the fact that so
celebrated a man chose St. Martyrs for such an important ceremony.
“Of course,” said Barney, airily, “I shall have a bishop or two to
assist you, and perhaps a few lesser dignitaries. If you will just give
me the names of any you prefer, I shall put myself into communication
with them.”
“You mean that I shall assist the bishop,” protested the reverend
gentleman, mildly. “His Lordship, as of course you know, takes
precedence.”
“Oh, well, you’ll arrange all that among yourselves. I don’t understand
these matters, you know: I was never married before, and I leave
every detail in the hands of those experienced. What I wish is to have
everything well done, regardless of expense. If you will allow me I
would like to send you a cheque for a thousand pounds, to be distributed
among the poor, don’t you know, and that sort of thing, in honour of the
occasion. I suppose it can be managed.”
“We shall be very grateful indeed for it. A plethora of money has never
been one of the obstacles with which we have had to contend in this
parish.”
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