"Nothing terrible. Don't be alarmed. It is only an illustration of the practical value of credit, showing how it covers a retreat, so to speak. Do you see the moral, father?" "No; certainly not. I see no moral at all." "Why, suppose that nobody wanted to retreat, but that the Bank was only to be carried over a dangerous place, then credit is a bridge, isn't it? If it were out of money, it could live upon its credit until it got the money back again." "Clearly," answered Mr. Newt. "And if it extended its operations, it would acquire even more credit?" "Yes." "Because people, believing in the solvency of the Bank, would suppose that it extended itself because it had more means?" "Yes." "And would not feel any dust in their eyes?" "No," said Mr. Newt, following his son closely. "Well, then; don't you see?" "No, I don't see," replied the father; "that is, I don't see what you mean." "Why, father, look here! I come into your business. The fact is known. People look. There's no whisper against the house. We extend ourselves; we live liberally, but we pay the bills. Every body says, 'Newt & Son are doing a thumping business.' Perhaps we are--perhaps we are not. We are crossing the bridge of credit. Before people know that we have been living up to our incomes--quite up, father dear"--Mr. Newt frowned an entire assent--"we have plenty of money!" "How, in Heaven's name!" cried Boniface Newt, springing up, and in so loud a tone that the clerks looked in from the outer office. "By my marriage," returned Abel, quietly. "With whom?" asked Mr. Newt, earnestly. "With an heiress." "What's her name?" "Just what I am trying to find out," replied Abel, lightly, as he threw his cigar away. "And now I put it to you, father, as a man of the world and a sensible, sagacious, successful merchant, am I not more likely to meet and marry such a girl, if I live generously in society, than if I shut myself up to be a mere dig?" Mr. Newt was not sure. Perhaps it was so. Upon the whole, it probably was so. Mr. Abel did not happen to suggest to his father that, for the purpose of marrying an heiress, if he should ever chance to be so fortunate as to meet one, and, having met her, to become enamored so that he might be justified in wooing her for his wife--that for all these contingencies it was a good thing for a young man to have a regular business connection and apparent employment--and very advantageous, indeed, that that connection should be with a man so well known in commercial and fashionable circles as his father. That of itself was one of the great advantages of credit. It was a frequent joke of Abel's with his father, after the recent conversation, that credit was the most creditable thing going. CHAPTER XXX. CHECK.