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It was simply this, that Barty Burgess should give to his nephew, Brooke, his share in the bank. "I am damned, if I do!" said Barty Burgess, rising up from his chair. But before he had left the room he had agreed to consider the proposition. Miss Stanbury had of course known that any such suggestion coming from her without an adequate reason assigned, would have been mere idle wind.
'The Burgesses have been in Exeter a long time, she said, 'and I don't see why we should not get on at any rate as well as those before us. Barty grunted and growled and slunk away. He thought she would shake in her shoes when he spoke to her." "He has never been able to make a Stanbury shake in her shoes yet," said the old lady.
"Do not!" exclaimed Barty; "don't think at all! Don't be wasting time like that! No man ever had a greater chance than this! Lep at it, Larry, old lad! Give me the word I want, and I'll wire the Doctor to-night a message he'll understand, and no one else. Oh Larry!" he implored, "don't cry off now! You've pots of money; you can do any damn thing you like!
But now having had his laugh out, John Barty frowned again blacker than ever, and resting his two hands upon the table, leaned towards Barnabas with his great, square chin jutted forward, and his deep-set eyes narrowed to shining slits the "fighting face" that had daunted many a man ere now. "So you want to be a gentleman hey?" "Yes." "You aren't crazed in your 'ead, are ye, Barnabas?"
"My poor lad!" sighed his father, "your head's fair crazed, sure as sure, but if you think you can knock John Barty off his pins, do it, and there y' are." "I will," said Barnabas, "though as gently as possible." And now they fell to it in silence, a grim silence broken only by the quick tread and shuffle of feet and the muffled thud of blows.
"See here, Barty," she said, "let you go on now, and tell your mother not to be waiting tea for me. I'll take me own time. Tell her never fear I'll turn up, only I like to go me own pace!" She turned to Christian. "Go on you too, my dear; I'm well enough pleased with me own company, and I hate to be delaying you. I'll sit down for a while and admire the scenery."
The figure of the stout gentleman seemed familiar to Vandeloup, and at this moment he turned slowly round and looked down the room. Gaston gave a start when he saw his face, and then smiled in a gratified manner to himself. 'Who is that gentleman with the coffee? he asked Barty. 'Those stout and lean kine, said Barty, airily, 'puts one in mind of Pharaoh's dream, doesn't it?
'Yes, yes! retorted Gaston, impatiently; 'but who are they? 'The long one is Fell, the railway contractor, said Barty, glancing with some surprise at Vandeloup, 'and the other is old Meddlechip, the millionaire. 'Meddlechip, echoed Vandeloup, as if to himself; 'my faith! 'Yes, broke in Bellthorp, quickly; 'the one we were speaking of at the club do you know him?
"I assure you it's quite without either political or religious bias!" she said defiantly. She had failed to keep her secret, but she went down with her flags flying. Barty Mangan fulfilled his father's behests, and on Saturday, he drove his mother to Coppinger's Court.
So now, Barty Burt," he continued, going up to the other, who stood by the fire, kicking the fore-stick with his usual air of indifference; "come forward, and tell the meeting all you have der seen and heard, in the ditter camp of the Philistines."
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