The Yarn of Old Harbour TownRussell, William Clark
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The Yarn of Old Harbour Town
Russell, William Clark
English fiction -- 20th century; Historical fiction; Sea stories
"He could have done well," sighed the old Admiral. "A few evenings ago
I was waited upon by Mr Greyquill, a sleek and dingy little man whom
I do not love the sight of. Such a visit must be an intrusion. I was
sitting in the open window smoking my pipe, when he pushed the gate
and sneaked up the path in his land-stealing way, but before he could
fetch the door I hailed him: 'Hallo, Mr Greyquill,' says I, 'pray, what
business brings you on this visit?' But in my heart I knew devilish
well what he called about. He steps on to the grass over against my
window, and with a low congee says, 'I am sorry, Sir William, to
intrude upon you, sir, but I can obtain no satisfaction from your son,
and at the same time I have no desire to go to extremities.' 'You'll
not help your case by threatening me, Mr Greyquill,' said I. 'But look
how the case stands, sir,' he cries, 'your son has had three hundred
pounds from me.' 'No, sir,' I said. 'Well, sir, he owes me three
hundred pounds.' 'For how much advanced?' said I. 'For two hundred in
good cash,' he answered. I looked the old rogue full in the eye, and
said, 'You should be a rich man, sir.' 'I want my money, Sir William,'
says he. 'I trusted your son as an officer and a gentleman, and as
the son of an officer and a gentleman----' 'Hold, sir,' I shouted,
losing my temper. 'What right had you to trust me as an officer and a
gentleman when you never gave me your confidence? Did you drop a hint
to me that you were advancing money to my son? Do you suppose if I had
known the truth, that I would have suffered you to accept my credit as
a stake in these ignoble transactions?' 'Well, Sir William, I want my
money,' said the old rascal, 'and must get it, though I hope not to be
driven into extremities. Is Mr Lawrence in?' 'No, sir,' says I. 'Good
afternoon!' and I got up and left the window."
"This man Greyquill has managed to clap the thumb-screw of debt upon
the hands of a pretty good few in our district," said Captain Acton.
"But what's the use of locking up a man who owes you money? Leave him
at large and you stand to be repaid; but flinging a man into a debtor's
gaol, not because he won't pay, but because he can't pay, seems to
me folly as monstrous as locking up a man because being unable to
obtain work his wife and children come upon the parish. Look at the
cost you put the country to on this account! There is the expense of
the maintenance of the man in gaol, and there is the expense of the
maintenance of the wife and children on the parish. Now, by leaving the
man at large you give him the chance of obtaining a day's work."
"I hope old Greyquill will not go to extremes," exclaimed the Admiral,
with a flush in his face. "It is dishonour enough to be in his debt,
but to be imprisoned! There is no good in his looking to me for
repayment."
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