White Heather: A Novel (Volume 3 of 3)Black, William
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White Heather: A Novel (Volume 3 of 3)
Black, William
Scotland -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
this to anybody) if I saw the little community thriving and
satisfied—and reckoning also the honour and glory of my being a king on
my own small domain—I might even be content with two per cent. Now, Mr.
Carmichael, is this practicable? And is this young fellow the man to
undertake it? I would make it worth his while. I should not like to
say anything about payment by results or percentage on profits; that
might tempt him to screw it out of the poorer people when he was left
master—though he does not talk like that kind of a fellow. I wrote to
Lord Ailine about him; and got the best of characters. I went and saw
the old man who is coaching him for that forestry examination; he is
quite confident about the result—not that I care much about that myself.
What do you say now? You ought to be able to judge.’
Mr. Carmichael hesitated.
’If you got the estate at a fair price,’ he said at length, ’it might be
practicable, though these improvement schemes suck in money as a sponge
sucks in water. And as for this young fellow—well, I should think he
would be just the man for the place—active, energetic, shrewd-headed,
and a pretty good hand at managing folk, as I should guess. But, you
know, before giving any one an important post like that—and especially
with your going back to America for the best part of every year—I think
you ought to have some sort of money guarantee as a kind of safeguard.
It’s usual. God forbid I should suggest anything against the lad—he’s
as honest looking as my own two boys, and I can say no more than
that—still, business is business. A couple of sureties, now, of £500
apiece, might be sufficient.’
’It’s usual?’ repeated Mr. Hodson absently. ’Yes, I suppose it is.
Pretty hard on a young fellow, though, if he can’t find the sureties. A
thousand pounds is a big figure for one in his position. He has told me
about his father and his brother: they’re not in it, anyhow—both of them
with hardly a sixpence to spare. However, it’s no use talking about it
until we see whether this place here is satisfactory; and even then
don’t say a word about it to him; for if some such post were to be
offered to him—and if the securities were all right and so forth—it has
got to be given to him as a little present from an American young lady,
if you can call it a present when you merely propose to pay a man a fair
day’s wage for a fair day’s work. And I am less hopeful now; the three
places we have looked at were clearly out of the question; and my
Highland mansion may prove to be a castle in Spain after all.’
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