"He said he could not tell me before we left. He didn't want the
people about here to know."
"That's queer. Why shouldn't he?" growled Tom.
"He's good reasons for it, no doubt," she answered. "Was anything said
about money?"
Tom shuffled uneasily in his chair.
"Well, yes, we had a few words about it."
"What did you say to him?"
"Told him it was usual for a man of means to settle something on his
wife."
"Well, what did he say?"
"Laughed; said he wasn't exactly a rich man but he could afford to keep
a wife in comfort. Then he offered to give me a hundred pounds to put
by for you in case anything happened to him. He said it would do for a
bit until his affairs were settled. I said it wasn't much. We argued
the thing out. He's promised two hundred; that's not so bad," said Tom
in a hesitating way.
"Did he give you the money?" she asked,
"No, he's bringing it to-night."
"To hand it to me?" she asked.
"I said I'd best keep it for you until you wanted it."
Jane smiled.
"You'll be sure and take care of it, Dad?" she said.
"Upon my soul I will. You know I'm a careful man with money, Jane," he
said eagerly.
"I shall want a little pocket money when I go away."
"He'll give you some. He's sure to be generous."
"I think he has been generous in giving you two hundred pounds. I
shall not ask him for any. You can spare some," said Jane.
"Of course it's not mine; it's yours," protested Tom. "But where's the
harm in getting a bit more? He knows we're not well off."
She shook her head.
"No," she said. "I will not ask him, and you must not."
"Very well, my lass. Suppose we say ten pounds."
"Not enough; it must be twenty at the least."
Tom gave in at once. She might refuse to let him hold the money for
her; that would be a calamity. Jane regarded this transaction with
Carl Meason doubtfully. It was too much like bargaining for her; but
she loved her father, knew his weakness, and forgave. After all, the
money was hers, and he was honest and would not touch a penny of it; he
merely wanted to gloat over its possession.
Carl Meason saw Tom Thrush alone and handed over the two hundred
pounds. He was generally free with his money, and well supplied.
"Jane'll have to go to Nottingham to buy a few things before she's
married," said Tom, feeling his way. He had promised Jane not to make
more demands on Carl, but this did not include broad hints.
"I'll take her over," said Carl.
"That's all right; I can't afford to give her much," said Tom.
Carl grinned, rather savagely, inwardly cursing Tom for a greedy,
miserly man. Well, he'd have Jane--that was his reward.
"I'll see to it my wife shall have all she wants," he answered.
"You'll not find her extravagant; she's been well brought up," said Tom.
"Trust her father for that," said Carl.
Jane went to Nottingham with Carl Meason; she found him liberal. He
bought her expensive dresses and wraps; she began to have a sense of
importance.
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