The Railway Man and His ChildrenOliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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The Railway Man and His Children
Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
Children of the rich -- Fiction; Families -- Fiction; Forgery -- Fiction; Scotland -- Fiction; Social classes -- Fiction
“You had better give the sovereign to me,” said Eddy, “if I am to take
the trouble of it. Well, I’ll try--and you’ll have to get up that part
too, Johnson, the don on the moors.”
“Oh, I aint frightened for that. Do they ask you to shoot at the
Cumbraes--that’s the Duke’s place?” said Johnson, with greater and
greater visions of delight rising before his eyes.
“They don’t ask me, but they might ask you,” cried Eddy, with a peal of
laughter. “‘In for a penny, in for a pound.’ When once you get to know a
Duke, all the rest follows like clockwork.”
“That was what I thought,” Johnson said modestly. He marched on by
Eddy’s side for some time over the heather. Then he paused, and looked
his companion in the face. “Mind,” he said, “I don’t say as I shan’t
like all this very much, and if I get on, I shall never forget as it was
you as launched me, Master Eddy. But that’s not to interfere with
business: you’ll have to keep to your day and square your account, or
else the Governor will be down upon you, and there’s not a little thing
in the whole affair as won’t be brought to the light of day.”
“And who will that harm most?” said Eddy. “I’ll pay up, of course; but
who do you think would suffer most--I, only a boy when you got me into
your accursed hands, or _him_, an old bloated, money-lending, sixty per
cent., blood-sucking----”
“Keep a civil tongue in your head. Do you think he’ll mind what the
papers may say? Look here, Eddy Saumarez, why don’t you go to your
Governor and make a clean breast of it, and settle it up so as nothing
should ever be brought against you again? You’ve got a lot of relations
that wouldn’t like to be dragged through the mud.”
“Do you think they mind what the papers may say?” said Eddy,
sardonically; “when that’s the case on both sides, there can’t be much
to be done either way.”
“Well, smart people don’t, somehow,” said Johnson, “no more than we
do--they’re so used to it. It aint my business to dictate how you’re to
do it, but somehow you’ll have to do it. You may get the money how you
please, but you must get it, and not a moment later than the 31st. Now
that’s settled, I can give my thoughts to getting up the part.”
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