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I wonder whether the last words which Conway Dalrymple had spoken to her stung her conscience as she thought of this! She had now reached the door, and was standing close to it. As Mr Musselboro did not at once begin, she encouraged him. "If you have anything special to tell me, of course I will hear you," she said.
I do not say that Mr Broughton never sold any stock; but the buying and selling of stock for other people was certainly not his chief business. And had Mr Musselboro been asked what was his trade, he would have probably given an evasive answer. At any rate in the City, and among people who understood City matters, he would not have said that he was a stockbroker.
Why, Mussy, what d'ye think? there's Carter, Ricketts and Carter; I'm blessed if Carter just now didn't beg for two months, as though two months would be all the world to him, and that for a trumpery five hundred pounds. I never saw money like it is now; never." To this appeal, Musselboro made no reply, not caring, perhaps, at the present moment to sustain his partner.
It never occurred to Crosbie that it was a matter of great moment to Dobbs Broughton himself that the bill should be taken up. Crosbie still thought that Musselboro was his special enemy, and that Broughton had joined Musselboro in his hostility simply because he was too drunk to know better. "You might, at any rate, answer me civilly, Mr Broughton," he said.
He was, therefore, prepared to stop Broughton on the stairs, and to use some force in arresting him on his way, should he find the man to be really intoxicated. But he had not descended above a stair or two before he was aware that the man below him, whose step had been heard in the hall, was not intoxicated, and that he was not Dobbs Broughton. It was Mr Musselboro.
I suppose she doesn't think that I'm to have all the sweat and that she is to have all the profit?" "If you talk of work, Dobbs, it is I that have done the most of it." This Mr Musselboro said in a very serious voice, and with a look of much reproach. "And you've been paid for what you've done. Come, Mussy, you'd better not turn against me. You'll never get your change out of that.
Nothing that mamma could say or do would induce me even to think of it. I hope you will be man enough to take this for an answer, and say nothing more about it." "But, Miss Clara " "It's no good your Miss Claraing me, sir. What I have said you may be sure I mean. Good-morning, sir." Then she opened the door, and left him. "By Jove, she is a Tartar," said Musselboro to himself, when he was alone.
"What did you give him?" said Mrs Van Siever. "Just another sixpence. There never is a policeman anywhere about here." "It'll be out of your own pocket, then," said Mrs Van. "But you're not going away?" "I must be at Capel Court by half-past twelve; I must, indeed. If it wasn't real business, I'd stay." "I told Musselboro I should be here."
"And why shouldn't he want to see me? Gus, I expect the truth from you. How are things going on here?" To this question Mr Musselboro made no immediate answer; but tilted himself back in his chair and took his hat off, and put his thumbs into the arm-holes of his waistcoat, and looked his patroness full in the face. "Gus," she said again, "I do expect the truth from you.
"Here is Mr Crosbie here, about that bill," said Musselboro. "Mr Crosbie must take up his bill; that's all," said Dobbs Broughton. "But it doesn't suit me to take it up," said Crosbie. "Then you must take it up without suiting you," said Dobbs Broughton.
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