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Emblem, and no one was considered to have made more of his chances. And it was with joy that Mr. Chalker received Joe one evening and heard from him the dismal story, that if he could not find fifty pounds within a few hours, he was ruined. The fifty pounds was raised on a bill bearing Mr. Emblem's name.
Pay that three hundred and fifty, with costs and sheriff's poundage, and I take away my man. If you don't pay it, then the books on the shelves and the furniture of the house go to the hammer." "The books, I am informed," said Lala Roy, "will not bring as much as a hundred pounds if they are sold at auction. As for the furniture, some of it is mine, and some belongs to Mr. Emblem's granddaughter."
He went back to his work, therefore, but he left the door partly open in order to enjoy the sight of the warm sunshine. Now for Emblem's to have its door open, was much as if Mr. Emblem himself should so far forget his self-respect as to sit in his shirt-sleeves.
And oh, sir, who would have thought that Emblem's would have come to ruin?" "But there's something, James Come, think there must be something." "Mr. Joseph said there were thousands. But he's a terrible liar oh, Mr. Chalker, he's a terrible liar and villain! Why, he's even deceived me!" "What? Has he borrowed your money?" "Worse worse. Do you know where I could find him, sir?"
Emblem's second floor for twenty years; he always paid his bills with regularity, and his long spare figure and white mustache and fez were as well known in Chelsea as any red-coated lounger among the old veterans of the Hospital. "It is quiet for you in the evenings," said Arnold. "I play to them sometimes. They like to hear me play during the game. Look at them." She sat down and played.
But Emblem is now old, and Emblem's shop is no longer what it was to the collector of the last generation. It was an afternoon in late September, and in this very year of grace, eighteen hundred and eighty-four.
CHO. I'll go to the land Of the green maple tree; Whose emblem's the baver, Whose paple are free. No thoughts of ambition Inspires now my breast. My solduring's o'er In peace I'll now rest. Cho. And now I heed not The trumpet or drum. My battles are ended No more will now come. Cho.
"Oh!" he said, "it's our friend from India. You're a lodger of old Emblem's, ain't you?" "I have lived with him for twenty years. I am his friend." "Very well. I dare say we shall come to terms, if he's come to his senses. Just take a chair and sit down. How is the old man?" "He has not yet recovered the use of his intellect." "Oh! Then how can you act for him if he's off his head?"
Otherwise the shop, and furniture, and all, will be sold off in seven days." "Oh," James gasped, listening with bewilderment, "we can't be going to be sold up! Emblem's to be sold up!" "Three hundred and fifty pounds!" said Mr. Emblem. "My friend, let us rather speak of thousands. This is a truly happy day for all of us. Sit down, Mr. Chalker my dear friend, sit down. Rejoice with us.
Emblem, your hair as white, your reason as unsteady " "Payment in full, and no more words." "It is well. Then, Mr. Chalker, I have another proposal to make to you." "I thought we should come to something more. Out with it!" "I believe you are a friend of Mr. Emblem's grandson?" "Joe? Oh yes, I know Joe." "You know him intimately?" "Yes, I may say so."
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