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The secretary, Mr Miles Grendall, was also present as a matter of course. The Board always met at three, and had generally been dissolved at a quarter past three. Lord Alfred and Mr Cohenlupe sat at the chairman's right and left hand. Paul Montague generally sat immediately below, with Miles Grendall opposite to him; but on this occasion the young lord and the young baronet took the next places.
Mr Melmotte again went into the City, and found that things seemed to have returned very much into their usual grooves. The Mexican Railway shares were low, and Mr Cohenlupe was depressed in spirits and unhappy; but nothing dreadful had occurred or seemed to be threatened. If nothing dreadful did occur, the railway shares would probably recover, or nearly recover, their position.
It was he knew too late to raise the money on that day, but he hoped that he might pave the way for getting it on the next day, which would be Thursday. Of course the first news which he heard was of the defection of Mr Cohenlupe. It was Croll who told him. He turned back, and his jaw fell, but at first he said nothing. 'It's a bad thing, said Mr Croll. 'Yes; it is bad.
But I'll tell you what, Lupton. I don't quite understand it all yet. Our lawyer said three days ago that the money was certainly there. 'And Cohenlupe was certainly here three days ago, said Lupton, 'but he isn't here now. It seems to me that it has just happened in time for you. Lord Nidderdale shook his head and tried to look very grave.
'Said; yes, ejaculated Melmotte very loudly. 'You're not such a fool, I hope, as to believe every word you hear. You'll have enough to believe, if you do. 'There's no knowing vat anybody does know, and vat anybody does not know, said Cohenlupe.
He had now heard that Mr Cohenlupe had gone upon his travels, and was therefore nearly sure that his anticipation would be correct. Nevertheless, he received his old friend with a smile. When large sums of money are concerned there is seldom much of personal indignation between man and man.
Cohenlupe had gone. Miles Grendall had gone. Croll had gone. He could hardly go to Cuthbert's Court and face Mr Brehgert! He would stay at home till it was time for him to go down to the House, and then he would face the world there.
Though he was snubbed at the Board when he wanted explanations, he received very great attention outside the board-room from those connected with the enterprise. Melmotte had asked him to dine two or three times. Mr Cohenlupe had begged him to go down to his little place at Rickmansworth, an entreaty with which Montague had not as yet complied.
'And to vere has Mr Cohenlupe gone? 'He hasn't been civil enough to leave his address. I fancy he don't want his friends to have to trouble themselves by writing to him. Nobody seems to know what's become of him. 'New York, suggested Mr Croll. 'They seem to think not. They're too hospitable in New York for Mr Cohenlupe just at present. He's travelling private.
'Gentlemen, said Mr Melmotte, in his usual hurried way, 'is it your pleasure that I shall sign the record? Paul Montague rose to say that it was not his pleasure that the record should be signed. But Melmotte had made his scrawl, and was deep in conversation with Mr Cohenlupe before Paul could get upon his legs. Melmotte, however, had watched the little struggle.
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