Civil service -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction
With his own official prospects, in spite of the hazardous step which he
now meditated, he was quite contented. He had an idea that in the public
service of the Government, as well as in all other services, men who
were known to be worth their wages would find employment. He was worth
his wages. Men who could serve their country well, who could adapt
themselves to work, who were practical, easy in harness, able to drive
and patient to be driven, were not, unfortunately, as plentiful as
blackberries. He began to perceive that a really useful man could not
be found miscellaneously under every hat in Pall Mall. He knew his own
value, and did not fear but that he should find a price for it in some
of the world's markets. He would not, therefore, allow himself to be
deterred from further progress by any fear that in doing so he risked
the security of his daily bread; no, not though the risk extended to
his wife; she had taken him for better or worse; if the better came she
should share it; if the worse, why let her share that also, with such
consolation as his affection might be able to offer.
There was something noble in this courage, in this lack of prudence. It
may be a question whether men, in marrying, do not become too prudent.
A single man may risk anything, says the world; but a man with a wife
should be sure of his means. Why so? A man and a woman are but two
units. A man and a woman with ten children are but twelve units. It is
sad to see a man starving--sad to see a woman starving--very sad to see
children starving. But how often does it come to pass that the man who
will work is seen begging his bread? we may almost say never--unless,
indeed, he be a clergyman. Let the idle man be sure of his wife's bread
before he marries her; but the working man, one would say, may generally
trust to God's goodness without fear.
With his official career Alaric was, as we have said, well contented;
in his stock-jobbing line of business he also had had moments of great
exaltation, and some moments of considerable depression. The West Corks
had vacillated. Both he and Undy had sold and bought and sold again;
and on the whole their stake in that stupendous national line of
accommodation was not so all-absorbing as it had once been. But if money
had been withdrawn from this, it had been invested elsewhere, and the
great sum borrowed from Madame Jaquêtanàpe's fortune had been in no
part replaced--one full moiety of it had been taken--may one not say
stolen?--to enable Alaric and Undy to continue their speculations.
The undertaking to which they were now both wedded was the Limehouse
and Rotherhithe Bridge. Of this Undy was chairman, and Alaric was a
director, and at the present moment they looked for ample fortune, or
what would nearly be ample ruin, to the decision of a committee of the
House of Commons which was about to sit with the view of making inquiry
as to the necessity of the bridge in question.
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