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'I didn't quite understand about it, but Nidderdale saw Melmotte and he has explained it, I think I shall go in for a couple of thousand on Wednesday. 'Oh; ah. 'It will be the proper thing to do won't it? 'Very good thing to do! Miles Grendall smoked harder and harder as the suggestions were made to him. 'Is it always ready money?
For a considerable time he did not speak, and became very moderate in his play, tossing his cards about, almost always losing, but losing a minimum, and watching the board. He was sitting next to Grendall, and he thought that he observed that his neighbour moved his chair farther and farther away from him, and nearer to Dolly Longestaffe, who was next to him on the other side.
Melmotte, when his guests ascended his stairs, went back into the banqueting-room and through to the hall, and wandered about till he found Miles Grendall. 'Miles, he said, 'tell me what the row is. 'How row? asked Miles. 'There's something wrong, and you know all about it. Why didn't the people come? Miles, looking guilty, did not even attempt to deny his knowledge. 'Come; what is it?
He's on the continent somewhere, half across France by this time; but nobody knows what route he has taken. That'll be a poke in the ribs for the old boy; eh, Croll? Croll merely shook his head. 'I wonder what has become of Miles Grendall, continued the clerk. 'Ven de rats is going avay it is bad for de house. I like de rats to stay.
'I don't think much of you as a book-keeper, you know, Fisker said to Miles Grendall in the now almost deserted Board-room of the South Central Pacific and Mexican Railway. Miles, remembering his father's advice, answered not a word, but merely looked with assumed amazement at the impertinent stranger who dared thus to censure his performances.
'Will any fellow come upstairs and play a game of billiards? said Miles Grendall rising from his chair. Then he walked slowly out of the room, leaving Sir Felix to take what revenge he pleased. For a moment Sir Felix thought that he would expose the transaction to the whole room; but he was afraid, thinking that Miles Grendall was a more popular man than himself.
Miles Grendall would be the man to tell him, because, with all his faults, Miles did understand things. But he could not ask Miles. He and Nidderdale were good friends; but Nidderdale wanted the girl for himself. Grasslough would be sure to tell Nidderdale. Dolly would be altogether useless. He thought that, perhaps, Herr Vossner would be the man to help him.
Lord Alfred Grendall would declare that he 'did not think all that was at all necessary. Lord Nidderdale, with whom Montague had now become intimate at the Beargarden, would nudge him in the ribs and bid him hold his tongue. Mr Cohenlupe would make a little speech in fluent but broken English, assuring the Committee that everything was being done after the approved city fashion.
He could now do as Paul Montague was doing, and Lord Alfred Grendall. He could realize a perennial income, buying and selling. It was only after the reflection of a day or two that he found that he had as yet got nothing to sell. It was not only Sir Felix that was admitted into these good things after this fashion. Sir Felix was but one among hundreds.
She thought that on this day, of all days, when the world was balloting for her husband at Westminster, they would both have been with him to discuss the work of the day. 'Is not Mr Grendall coming? she asked, as she took her seat at the table. 'No, he is not, said Melmotte. 'Nor Lord Alfred? 'Nor Lord Alfred. Melmotte had returned home much comforted by the day's proceedings.
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