The Son of His Father; vol. 3/3Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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The Son of His Father; vol. 3/3
Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
Fathers and sons -- Fiction
‘Oh!’ said Joe. Then, after a pause, he added, ‘It ’ud be the landlords
o’ them places that would get the profit o’ that.’
‘Landlords and everybody; it would be a great advantage to the country,
and would make our young man’s fortune, as he says.’
‘If I was you,’ said Joe, ‘I’d go on ahead with that. If it’s you
that’s writing it out, you’ll go shares in the profits, I reckon.’
March resumed his pen at this incentive and began once more to write.
‘No,’ he said, shaking his hand, ‘not shares; for I have really nothing
to do with it except to copy it; but I’ve no doubt he will pay me, and
pretty well too----’
‘I daresay,’ said Joe, ‘if he’s that sort of a cove for finding out
things, as he has a many more in his head as well as this.’
‘I should think most likely,’ said the elder man. ‘He’s got a good
brain--and plenty of energy, and fond of his profession--which is a good
thing, Joe. Neither you nor I have been fond of our professions,
unfortunately for us.’
‘I ain’t got one--not even a trade. I was brought up to hang about, and
do odd jobs. I never had no justice in my bringing-up.’
‘Ah, that was a pity,’ said his companion; ‘perhaps, however, it
wouldn’t have mattered much. Hanging about is the trade of a great many
men, Joe, more successful men than you and me.’
‘It depends on the nature o’ the jobs you gets,’ Joe remarked. He drew
his chair a little nearer to the writing-table. ‘I’d get on with that
there work, guv’nor, if I was you,’ he said, with a nudge; ‘if there’s a
fortune in it for one, there might be a fortune in it for two.’
March looked at him hazily with an afternoon look of drowsiness and
languor; but he was tickled by the advice thus given, and resumed the
so-easily-relinquished work. Joe, so to speak, sat or stood over him all
day, encouraging and stimulating. The work went on slowly, as John
remarked in the evening, but still it went on. The next day and the next
passed in much the same way, except that Joe, ‘hanging about’ as usual,
managed to meet his comrade on his way to instead of after luncheon, and
so secured a clear head and less drowsy condition for the afternoon. At
last, chiefly by the exertions of this very unusual overseer, the work
was concluded, and then Joe spoke his mind more clearly.
‘It’s you as has had most part of this work, guv’nor, but it’s he as’ll
get the pay.’
‘That’s the way of this world, Joe,’ said his comrade. But he added
after a moment, with a magnanimous air, ‘Not in this case, however--for
I have only copied, I have not invented--though I may have given a few
hints.’
He had given these hints only to himself, various suggestions having
occurred to him in the course of his copying, which in some instances he
had inserted with the wildest ignorance of practicability in his text.
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