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Edward Henry encouraged him. "Oh, I can't tell you now," said Mr. Bryany. "It would take too long. The thing has to be explained." "Well, what about to-morrow?" "I have to leave for London by the first train in the morning." "Well, some other time?" "After to-morrow will be too late." "Well, what about to-night?"
She had used it with terrific effect at every grand emotional crisis of the play. He now recognized even her face! "Did Mr. Bryany tell you that my two boys are coming up?" said she. "I left them behind to do some telephoning for me." "Delighted!" said Edward Henry. "The more the merrier!" And he hoped that he spoke true. But her two boys! "Mr. Marrier he's a young manager.
Bryany gazed at him with amazement and compassion, apparently staggered by the discovery that there existed in England a man of the world who had contrived to struggle on for forty years without perfecting his education by a visit to New York. Edward Henry could not tolerate Mr. Bryany's look. It was a look which he had never been able to tolerate on the features of anybody whatsoever.
The next morning, Joseph, having opened wide the window, informed his master that the weather was bright and sunny, and Edward Henry arose with just that pleasant degree of fatigue which persuades one that one is if anything rather more highly vitalized than usual. He sent for Mr. Bryany, as for a domestic animal, and Mr.
And Edward Henry responded, in conformity with the changeless ritual of the Five Towns: "I looks!" And they sipped. Whereupon Mr. Bryany next drew from the dispatch-box a piece of transparent paper. "I want you to look at this plan of Piccadilly Circus and environs," said he. Now there is a Piccadilly in Hanbridge; also a Pall Mall and a Chancery Lane.
Bryany to remember that he was the founder, chairman and proprietor of the Five Towns Universal Thrift Club, one of the most successful business organizations in the Midlands. "Here they are!" said Mr. Bryany, passing across the table a sheet of paper. And as Edward Henry studied them he could hear Mr. Bryany faintly cooing into his ear: "Of course Rose got the ground-rent reduced.
And the option expires in exactly a fortnight's time." Edward Henry frowned and then asked: "What are the figures?" "That is to say," Mr. Bryany corrected himself, smiling courteously, "I've got half the option." "And who's got the other half?" "Rose Euclid's got the other half." At the mention of the name of one of the most renowned star-actresses in England, Edward Henry excusably started.
"Well, well!" breathed Edward Henry, secretly thrilled by these extraordinary revelations. "And so you and she have got it between you?" Mr. Bryany said: "I bought half of it from her some time ago. She was badly hard up for a hundred pounds and I let her have the money."
He had taught Mr. Bryany a thing or two. To what brilliant use had he turned the purely accidental possession of a hundred-pound note! One of his finest inspirations an inspiration worthy of the great days of his youth! Yes, he had had his hour that evening, and it had been a glorious one.
Bryany's brassy and yet simple face, and did not like the face either. And Mr. Bryany, beautifully unaware that he had failed in tact, continued: "The Five Towns is the most English place I've ever seen, believe me! Of course it has its good points, and England has her good points; but there's no money stirring.
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