Detective and mystery stories; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Missing persons -- Fiction
'Foukes and Mauley,' said Mr. Larkin. 'I have never had but one
transaction with them; they are not always pleasant people to deal with.
Mind, I don't say anything affecting their integrity--Heaven forbid; but
they certainly did take rather what I would call a short turn with us on
the occasion to which I refer. You must be cautious; indeed, my dear Sir,
_very_ cautious. The fifteenth--just ten clear days. Well, you know you
have till then to look about you; and you know we may any day hear from
your brother, directing the loan to be paid over to you. And now, my dear
and reverend friend, you know me, I hope,' continued Mr. Larkin, very
kindly, as he handed back the letter; 'and you won't attribute what I say
to impertinent curiosity; but your brother's intended advance of three
hundred pounds can hardly have had relation only to this trifling claim
upon you. There are, no doubt--pardon me--several little matters to be
arranged; and considerable circumspection will be needed, pending your
brother's absence, in dealing with the persons who are in a position to
press their claims unpleasantly. You must not trifle with these things.
And let me recommend you seeing your legal adviser, whoever he is,
immediately.'
'You mean,' said the vicar, who was by this time very much flushed, 'a
gentleman of your profession, Mr. Larkin. Do you really think--well, it
has frequently crossed my mind--but the expense, you know; and although
my affairs are in a most unpleasant and complicated state, I am sure that
everything would be perfectly smooth if only I had received the loan my
kind brother intends, and which, to be sure, as you say, any day I may
receive.'
'But, my dear Sir, do you really mean to say that you would pay claims
from various quarters--how old is this, for instance?--without
examination!'
The vicar looked very blank.
'I--this--well, this I certainly do owe; it has increased a little with
interest, though good Mr. Mountain never charged more than six per cent.
It was, I think, about fifteen pounds--books--I am ashamed to say how
long ago; about a work which I began then, and laid aside--on Eusebius;
but which is now complete, and will, I hope, eventually repay me.'
'Were you of age, my dear Sir, when he gave you these books on credit?
Were you twenty-one years of age?'
'Oh! no; not twenty; but then I owe it, and I could not, as s a Christian
man, you know, evade my debts.'
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