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'On Marie; money which he can't get back again. 'How much? 'She doesn't know, but a great deal; enough for them all to live upon if things went amiss with them. 'But that's only a form, Felix. That money can't be her own, to give to her husband. 'Melmotte will find that it is, unless he comes to terms. That's the pull we've got over him. Marie knows what she's about.
Personally, Mr Beauclerk had disliked the man greatly. Among the vulgar, loud upstarts whom he had known, Melmotte was the vulgarest, the loudest, and the most arrogant. But he had taken the business of Melmotte's election in hand, and considered himself bound to stand by Melmotte till that was over; and he was now the guest of the man in his own house, and was therefore constrained to courtesy.
That evening Montague was surprised to receive at the Beargarden a note from Mr Melmotte, which had been brought thither by a messenger from the city, who had expected to have an immediate answer, as though Montague lived at the club. 'DEAR SIR, said the letter, If not inconvenient would you call on me in Grosvenor Square to-morrow, Sunday, at half past eleven.
Where should we be if Mr Melmotte to-morrow were able to prove the whole to be a calumny, and to show that the thing had been got up with a view of influencing the election at Westminster? The dinner must certainly go on. 'And you will go yourself? 'Most assuredly, said the Prime Minister.
'Of course Mr Melmotte is not the sort of gentleman whom you have been accustomed to regard as a fitting member for a Conservative constituency. But the country is changing. 'It's going to the dogs, I think; about as fast as it can go. 'We build churches much faster than we used to do. 'Do we say our prayers in them when we have built them? asked the Squire.
Is it true they are going to have him before the Lord Mayor about the Pickering title-deeds? Croll declared that he knew nothing about the matter, and settled himself down to his work. In little more than two hours he was followed by Melmotte, who thus reached the City late in the afternoon.
Not infrequently 'Alfred' and Miles would both come, as Melmotte's dinners and wines were good, and occasionally the father would take the son's place, but on this day they were both absent. Madame Melmotte had not as yet said a word to any one indicating her own apprehension of any evil.
'You'll both starve, my lady; that's all. Marie however was not so wedded to the grandeur which she encountered in Grosvenor Square as to be afraid of the starvation which she thought she might have to suffer if married to Sir Felix Carbury. Melmotte had not time for any long discussion. As he left her he took hold of her and shook her.
But he did no work, and hardly touched a paper after his wife left him. Very early the next morning, very early that is for London life, Melmotte was told by a servant that Mr Croll had called and wanted to see him. Then it immediately became a question with him whether he wanted to see Croll. 'Is it anything special? he asked.
On the following morning, very early, while Melmotte was still lying, as yet undiscovered, on the floor of Mr Longestaffe's room, a letter was brought up to Hetta by the maid-servant, who told her that Mr Montague had delivered it with his own hands. She took it greedily, and then repressing herself, put it with an assumed gesture of indifference beneath her pillow.
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