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Updated: June 2, 2025
But though the Sechard household had money sufficient that winter, they were none the less subjected to Cerizet's espionage, and all unconsciously became dependent upon Boniface Cointet. "We have them now!" the manager of the paper-mill had exclaimed as he left the house with his brother the printer.
"Oh, come gentlemen! you only began your almanac after Cerizet told you that I was bringing out mine." She spoke briskly, looking full at "the tall Cointet" as she spoke. He lowered his eyes; Cerizet's treachery was proven to her. This brother managed the business and the paper-mill; he was by far the cleverer man of business of the two.
The separate rooms to the right grew into the press; farther down the river was the house of the Lady Rumohr who became Carey's second wife, with the great paper-mill behind; and, still farther, the second park in which the Serampore College was built, with the principal's house in which Carey died, and a hostel for the Native Christian students behind.
It happened that I and my brother Avdushka, with Fyodor of Mihyevska, and Ivashka the Squint-eyed, and the other Ivashka who comes from the Red Hills, and Ivashka of Suhorukov too and there were some other boys there as well there were ten of us boys there altogether the whole shift, that is it happened that we spent the night at the paper-mill; that's to say, it didn't happen, but Nazarov, the overseer, kept us.
I allowed myself half an hour on my way back to tell him what I thought of him, and then I missed the train. I could have got it in if he had let me talk all the time, but he would interrupt. He said it was the people at the paper-mill that he had spoken to them about it more than once; he seemed to think sympathy was all I wanted.
"Certainly you are to have it all, every penny of it! Finding's having! that is paper-mill law; ask James Gregory if it is not! There comes James this moment; go and tell him of your good fortune, and let him bring you up to my house this evening to get the money.
I hurried all I could, and brought no one back with me, lest you should die of the shock of strangers. 'Am I not dead? 'I cannot understand what you say. Your voice is so low and broken that I cannot hear you. Do you hear me? 'Yes. 'Do you mean Yes? 'Yes. 'What work, deary? 'Did you ask what work? At the paper-mill. 'Where is it? 'Your face is turned up to the sky, and you can't see it.
Miss Farrell's prescience was astonishing; of women she held the lightest opinion, Dan had learned; her concern was with the affairs of men. Harwood, intent upon the compilation of a report of the paper-mill receivership, was nevertheless mindful of the unwonted length of the conference.
"That's right, you ask him; but be sure to tell him that I want it to be that way. Morton won't make any fuss about it. I guess you do enough work for him. What's he paying you, Daniel?" "Eighteen hundred since he got the paper-mill receivership." She made no comment, but received the intelligence in silence.
Dan constantly found penciled calculations on the margins of the daily reports from the paper-mill, indicating that Bassett scrutinized the figures carefully, and he promptly questioned any deviation from the established average of loss and gain. Bassett threw down his pencil at the end of half an hour and told Dan to proceed with the writing of the report.
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