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If we do well to-morrow, there may be something." "Four or five thousand? ten, even? You know, Duggy, many men have built up fortunes again on no more. A few weeks ago I had all sorts of ideas." "That's no good," said Douglas, with emphasis. "For God's sake, father, don't begin again." Sir Arthur nodded silently, and Douglas left the room.
Douglas sombrely set himself to study the picture catalogue, and sat smoking and making notes till nearly midnight. Having by that time accumulated a number of queries to which answers were required, he went in search of his father. He found him in the drawing-room, still playing backgammon with Lady Laura. "Oh Duggy, I'm so tired!" cried his mother plaintively, as soon as he appeared.
"Well, that saves the bankruptcy, Duggy, and as far as I can see leaves a few thousands over portions for the younger children, and what will enable you to turn round." Douglas assented silently. After a long look at his son, Sir Arthur opened a side door which led from the library into the suite of drawing-rooms. Slowly he passed through them, examining the pictures steadily, one by one.
"It will make a difference of a good many thousands to us, father, if that valuation is correct," he said shortly. "Will it? I can't help it. I can't go into it. I can't keep the facts and figures in my head, Duggy. I've done too much of them this last ten years. My brain gives up. But you've got a splendid head, Duggy wonderful for your age. I leave it to you, my son. Do the best you can."
"And your father will go on. Do come and take my place." Sir Arthur rose. "No, no, dear we've had enough. Many thanks. If you only understood its points, backgammon is really an excellent game. Well, Duggy, ready to go to bed?" "When I've asked you a few questions, father." Lady Laura escaped, having first kissed her son with tearful eyes.
Douglas made another agonised appeal, and the grey face quivered. A whisper passed the lips. "It's best, Duggy poor Duggy! Kiss me, old boy. Tell your mother that young man prayed for me. She'll like to know that. My love " The last words were spoken with a great effort; and the breaths that followed grew slower and slower as the vital tide withdrew itself.
How strange that it should both rend and soothe! that it and it alone brought some comfort, some spermaceti for the inward bruise, amid all the bitterness connected with it. Duggy, in his arms, as a little toddling fellow, Duggy at school playing for Harrow at Lord's Duggy at college But of that part of his son's life, as he realised with shame, he knew very little.
It seemed to him futile and histrionic; akin to all those weaknesses in his father which had brought them disaster. "I don't think you need ask me that," he said, rather sharply, as he opened a drawer in his father's writing-table, and locked up the paper containing Herr Schwarz's offer. Sir Arthur looked at him wistfully. "You've been a brick, Duggy since I told you.
Flin thinks it is well enough to show Jerry that their position in life is different from what it used to be, and she is afraid that if she condescends to notice him, even casually, it will be an excuse for him to send Duggy up to play with Sammy; and isn't she trying as hard as she can to make Sammy forgetful of the past, and mindful only of their present exaltation!
And yet again how strangely! did some fraction of healing virtue flow from his very distress? from his remembrance, above all, of how Duggy had tried to help him? during these few weeks since he knew? Ah! Tidswell Church coming out of the shadows!
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