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He pulled the tarpaulin back, and disclosed a vessel whose hull was nearing completion. I did not ask if it was Pascoe's work. It was such an amusing and pathetic surprise, that, with the barge-builder's leering face turned to me waiting for my guess, there was no need to answer. "He reckons," said the barge-builder, "that he can do a bit of cruising about the mouth of the Thames in that.
He would be a fool if he did not take it, and use it to his own best and lasting advantage. And so he locked up the will in a safe place, and went to bed, resolved to take a bold step towards fortune on the morrow. When Pratt arrived at Eldrick & Pascoe's office at his usual hour of nine next morning, he found the senior partner already there.
Her husband, who was very busy, nodded again. "It wouldn't make no difference to young Pascoe's chance, anyway," said Mrs. Quince, thoughtfully. Mr. Quince continued his labours. "Why?" he inquired, at last. His wife smiled and tossed her head. "Young Pascoe's no chance against our Ned," she said, swelling with maternal pride. "Eh?" said the shoemaker, laying down his knife and fork. "Our Ned?"
The upper lip was cut so short that it raised itself almost in a sneer from the front teeth. Her mind skimmed leagues where Mrs. Pascoe's mind adhered to its solitary patch. Her mind skimmed leagues as the ponies climbed the hill road.
It is related in Captain Clapperton's journal, that one of old Pascoe's wives eloped from him in Katunga, whilst he was asleep, taking with her the trinkets Mr. Belzoni had given him, and said that she was never afterwards heard of.
"Then in answer to any letter or telegram of inquiry you'll just say that you knew Parrawhite by sight as a clerk at Eldrick & Pascoe's in this town, that on November 23rd he told you that he was going to emigrate to America, that next day you booked him his passage, for which he paid you whatever it was, and that he thereupon set off for Liverpool. See?"
Pascoe's broad body, and moved to the doorway. He turned with his hand on the door. "I'm glad I'm going," he said, "you've always bullied me, and I've always hated you. You killed my mother and she was a good woman. You can have this house to yourself you and grandfather and that woman " he nodded contemptuously at Mrs. Pascoe, who was staring at him fiercely.
Her husband, who was very busy, nodded again. "It wouldn't make no difference to young Pascoe's chance, anyway," said Mrs. Quince, thoughtfully. Mr. Quince continued his labours. "Why?" he inquired, at last. His wife smiled and tossed her head. "Young Pascoe's no chance against our Ned," she said, swelling with maternal pride. "Eh?" said the shoemaker, laying down his knife and fork. "Our Ned?"
Once he was tempted to make an excuse for going round to Eldrick & Pascoe's with the idea of fishing for information but he refrained. Let things develop that was a safer plan. Still, he was anxious and disturbed all day.
He knew well enough to whom they belonged they were those of one James Parrawhite, a little, weedy, dissolute chap who had been in Eldrick & Pascoe's employ for about a year. It had always been a mystery to him and the other clerks that Parrawhite had been there at all, and that being there he was allowed to stop. He was not a Barford man.
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