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Updated: May 11, 2025
Mr Toogood's Ideas About Society A day or two after the interview which was described in the last chapter John Eames dined with his uncle Mr Thomas Toogood, in Tavistock Square. He was in the habit of doing this about once a month, and was a great favourite both with his cousins and with their mother.
Thus it came to be the fixed idea of both of them that they would abandon their plan of migrating to Guestwick, and on this subject they continued to talk over their tea-table; but on that evening Mrs Dale ventured to say nothing about John Eames. But they did not even yet dare to commence the work of reconstructing their old home.
"A girl who'd right herself that way wouldn't be worth having." "I don't know about that. When a poor girl is in such a position, she has to be aided by her friends. I suppose, then, Miss Lily Dale won't bring a breach of promise against him." This mention of Lily's name in such a place was sacrilege in the ears of poor Eames.
Eames made a little attempt at leaving the room, but he was implored by Lupex with such earnest protestations of friendship to remain, and was so weakly fearful of being charged with giving himself airs, that he did as he was desired.
"`Why doesn't he strike us dead? asked the undergraduate abstractedly, plunging his hands into his pockets. "`He is dead himself, said the philosopher; `that is where he is really enviable. "`To any one who thinks, proceeded Eames, `the pleasures of life, trivial and soon tasteless, are bribes to bring us into a torture chamber.
Lily Dale was again thinking of this man, whom she had loved in the old days, and who had treated her with monstrous perfidy! It was all very well for Lady Julia to be sure that Lily Dale would never desire to see Mr Crosbie again; but John Eames was by no means equally certain that it would be so.
At this moment the door of the big room was opened, and Mr Kissing shuffled in with very quick little steps. He shuffled in, and coming direct up to John's desk, flopped his ledger down upon it before its owner had had time to close the drawer which contained the precious letter. "What have you got in that drawer, Mr Eames?" "A private letter, Mr Kissing."
"We can't allow a row like that to take place on our platform and not notice it. I shall bring it before the directors. It's a most disgraceful affair, Mr Eames most disgraceful." But Johnny by this time had perceived that Crosbie's eye was in a state which proved satisfactorily that his morning's work had not been thrown away, and his spirits were rising accordingly.
The butcher, he understands one's lodgers just as well as I do, if the money's really coming, he'll wait; but he won't wait for such as them Lupexes, whose money's nowhere. And there's Cradell; would you believe it, that fellow owes me eight-and-twenty pounds!" "Eight and twenty pounds!" "Yes, Mr Eames, eight-and-twenty pounds! He's a fool. It's them Lupexes as have had his money. I know it.
Besides, at this moment I hope he has heard the truth." "That may be, but he did think so. I do believe that he had not the slightest notion where he got it; and, which is more, not a single person in the whole county had a notion. People thought that he had picked it up, and used it in his despair. And the bishop has been so hard upon him." "Oh, Mr Eames, that is the worst of all."
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