The Wicked MarquisOppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips)
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The Wicked Marquis
Oppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips)
Detective and mystery stories; Fiction
"That is a fact which we should not presume to dispute," the lawyer
admitted, "but I should like to point out that, on the next occasion
when we had a little money in hand, your household steward, Mr.
Harrison, was here in urgent need of a thousand pounds for the payment
of domestic bills connected with the establishment in Grosvenor Square."
"It appears to me," the Marquis said, with a trace of irritability in
his tone, "that the greater part of my income goes in paying bills."
The complaint was one which for the moment left Mr. Wadham speechless.
He was vaguely conscious that an adequate reply existed, but it eluded
him. His son, who had adopted the attitude of being outside the
discussion, was engaged in an abortive attempt to appear as much at
ease in his own office as this client of theirs certainly was.
"I will discuss the matter of Miss Hannaway's future allowance with
that young lady, and let you know the result," the Marquis announced.
"In the meantime, how do we stand for ready money?"
"Ready money, your lordship!" his interlocutor gasped.
"Precisely," the Marquis assented. "It is, I believe, a few days after
the period when my tenants usually pay their rents."
"Your lordship," Mr. Wadham said, speaking with every attempt at
gravity, "if every one of your tenants paid their full rent and brought
it into this office at the present moment, we should still be unable to
pay the interest on the mortgages due next month, without further
advances from the bank."
"These mortgages," the Marquis remarked thoughtfully, "are a nuisance."
So self-evident a fact seemed to leave little room for comment or
denial. The Marquis frowned a little more severely and withdrew his
forefingers from the desk.
"Figures, I fear, only confuse me," he confessed, "but for the sake of
curiosity, what do my quarterly rents amount to?"
"Between seven and eight thousand pounds, according to deductions, your
lordship," was the prompt reply. "That sum I presume will be coming in
from your agent, Mr. Merridrew, within the course of a few days. The
interest upon the mortgages amounts to perhaps a thousand pounds less
than that sum. That thousand pounds, I may be permitted to point out
to your lordship, is all that remains for the carrying on of your
Grosvenor Square establishment, and for such disbursements as are
necessary at Mandeleys."
"It is shameful," the Marquis declared severely, "that any one should
be allowed to anticipate their income in this way. Mortgages are most
vicious institutions."
Mr. Wadham coughed.
"Your lordship's expenditure, some ten or fifteen years ago, rendered
them first necessary. After that there was the unfortunate speculation
in the tin mines--"
"That will do, Mr. Wadham," his client interrupted. "All I desire to
know from you further is a statement of the approximate sum required to
clear off the mortgages upon the Mandeleys estates?"
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