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But as he left the house the doubt in his soul breathed itself forth. "If so be as neither me nor him see it rise, what good will that do to my family," said Cotsdean to himself, and went his way to his closed shop, through all the sacks of seeds and dry rustling grain, with a heavy heart.
Bring the fifty pounds, less the expenses, to me to-night. It is a good bit of paper, and it delivers us out of a mess which I hope we shall not fall into again." "So you said before, sir," said the corn-factor sullenly. "Cotsdean, you forget yourself; but I can make allowance for your anxiety.
Of course Tozer, when he signed it, must have been told all about it, and Cotsdean did not see how with two such allies against ruin, anything very serious could befall him. He was uneasy indeed, but his uneasiness had no such force in it as before. He went back to his shop and his business prepared to take the matter as calmly as possible. He was but passive in it.
Cotsdean was a puzzle-headed being, making his calculations by the rule of thumb; but he had put down the date, and there could be no possible mistake about it. He got up disposed to smile at the poor man's ignorance and fussy restlessness of mind. "I have never left him in the lurch, he may trust to me surely in the future," Mr.
What was the difference, except that it saved trouble and anxiety to everybody except the principal in the affair he who ought to bear the brunt? Mr. May recognised this without doubt. It was he who had reaped the advantage; and whether Cotsdean was the instrument who knew all about it, or Tozer, who did not know anything about it, it was he, Mr.
I've been in service since I was nine years old," said Betsy, "I've had a deal of experience of gentlefolks, and it's always money as is the thing as sets them off their head. That's what it is. If that Cotsdean didn't come here something about money, never you believe me no more." "Cotsdean! a poor shopkeeper! what could he have to do with my father's affairs?"
"He is a delicate little thing, sir, thankye, sir," said Betsy, half-frightened by her master's amiability; and he smiled and repeated, "Tell him it's all right." Was it all right, the 15th? Cotsdean must have made a mistake. Mr. May's countenance paled, and the laugh went off; he opened a drawer in his writing-table and took out a book, and anxiously consulted an entry in it.
A gentleman and a clergyman has things expected from him which never would be thought of in your case. I have never omitted to acknowledge my obligations to you and you also owe some obligations to me." "I don't deny as you've been very kind, sir," said Cotsdean, half-grateful, half-sullen; then he wavered a little. "I never denied it, her and me could never have 'it it off but for you.
"Please, sir," she said, breathing hot on Mr. May's ear, till he shrank with sensitive horror. "Cotsdean's in the kitchen. He says as how he must see you; and I can't get him away." "Ah, Cotsdean? tell him if he has anything to say to me, to write it down."
Listen; you don't think me very silly, do you, grandpapa dear?" "Silly!" he said, listening to the steps of the departing visitor as they receded along the passage. "What has a chit like you to do with business? I tell you it'll kill me. Me a-signing of accommodation bills for a bit of a small shopkeeper like that Cotsdean!
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