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'I can lend it you without any inconvenience,' said Harry. 'When do you
want it--not to-night, I suppose?'
'No--not to-night--I should like to have it early to-morrow morning; but
I see you don't like it, so I'll manage it some other way.'
'I don't know what you mean by not liking it. I have not the slightest
objection to lending you any money I can spare. I don't think you'll
find any other of your friends who will like it better. You can have it
by eleven o'clock to-morrow.'
Intimate as the two men were, there had hitherto been very little
borrowing or lending between them; and now Alaric felt as though he owed
it to his intimacy with his friend to explain to him why he wanted so
large a sum in so short a time. He felt, moreover, that he would not
himself be so much ashamed of what he had done if he could confess it to
some one else. He could then solace himself with the reflection that he
had done nothing secret. Norman, he supposed, would be displeased; but
then Norman's displeasure could not injure him, and with Norman there
would be no danger that the affair would go any further.
'You must think it very strange,' said he, 'that I should want such a
sum; but the truth is I have bought some shares.'
'Railway shares?' said Norman, in a tone that certainly did not signify
approval. He disliked speculation altogether, and had an old-fashioned
idea that men who do speculate, should have money wherewith to do it.
'No--not railway shares exactly.'
'Canal?' suggested Norman.
'No--not canal.'
'Gas?'
'Mines,' said Alaric, bringing out the dread truth at last.
Harry Norman's brow grew very black. 'Not that mine that you've been
down about, I hope,' said he.
'Yes--that very identical Mary Jane that I went down, and down about,'
said Alaric, trying to joke on the subject. 'Don't look so very black,
my dear fellow. I know all that you have to say upon the matter. I did
what was very foolish, I dare say; but the idea never occurred to me
till it was too late, that I might be suspected of making a false report
on the subject, because I had embarked a hundred pounds in it.'
'Alaric, if it were known--'
'Then it mustn't be known,' said Tudor. 'I am sorry for it; but, as I
told you, the idea didn't occur to me till it was too late. The shares
are bought now, and must be paid for to-morrow. I shall sell them the
moment I can, and you shall have the money in three or four days.'
'I don't care one straw about the money,' said Norman, now quick enough,
but still in great displeasure; 'I would give double the amount that you
had not done this.'
'Don't be so suspicious, Harry,' said the other--'don't try to think the
worst of your friend. By others, by Sir Gregory Hardlines, Neverbend,
and such men, I might expect to be judged harshly in such a matter. But
I have a right to expect that you will believe me. I tell you that I
did this inadvertently, and am sorry for it; surely that ought to be
sufficient.'
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