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The fifty dollars were to be placed to John's credit on the books kept by Narcisse, as a deposit from Richling, and to be drawn against by him in such littles as necessity might demand. It was to be "secured" they all three smiled at that word by Richling's note payable on demand. The Doctor left a prescription for the refractory chills.
"Two drunk-and-disorderlies, one petty larceny, and one embezzlement and breach of trust." "Put him in there." And this explains what the watchman in Marais street could not understand, why Mary Richling's window shone all night long. Round goes the wheel forever.
"Richling, I am glad to see you!" Dr. Sevier had risen from his luxurious chair beside a table, the soft downward beams of whose lamp partly showed, and partly hid, the rich appointments of his library. He grasped Richling's hand, and with an extensive stride drew forward another chair on its smooth-running casters. Then inquiries were exchanged as to the health of one and the other.
Many thoughts ran through Richling's mind in the ensuing silence. His eyes were on the floor. Visions of parting; of the great emptiness that would be left behind; the pangs and yearnings that must follow, crowded one upon another.
It was far on in the afternoon before the wary Ristofalo ventured to offer all he had in his pocket to a hanger-on of the prison office, to go first to Richling's house, and then to an acquaintance of his own, with messages looking to the procuring of their release. The messenger chose to go first to Ristofalo's friend, and afterward to Mrs. Riley's.
A little medicine skilfully prescribed, the proper nourishment, two or three days' confinement in bed, and the Doctor said, as he sat on the edge of Richling's couch: "No, you'd better stay where you are to-day; but to-morrow, if the weather is good, you may sit up." Then Richling, with the unreasonableness of a convalescent, wanted to know why he couldn't just as well go home.
Be Richling's feelings what they might, the Star Bakery shone in the retail firmament of the commercial heavens with new and growing brilliancy.
But, Richling," he pointed his long finger to the pocket of Richling's coat, where the subscription-list had disappeared, "this sort of work whether you distinctly propose to be a philanthropist or not is right, of course. It's good. But it's the mere alphabet of beneficence. Richling, whenever philanthropy takes the guise of philanthropy, look out.
"Come!" said a small, strong man, seizing Richling's arm and turning him in the common direction. If the word was lost on Richling's defective hearing, not so the touch; for the speaker was Ristofalo. The two friends ran with all their speed through the passage and out into the alley. A few rods away the chased wretch had been overtaken, and was made to face his pursuers.
The "captain" of the schooner was a central figure. "Doctor," asked Richling, suddenly, "do you know anything about the island of Cozumel?" "Aha!" thought Mary. So there was something besides the day's earning that elated him. She had suspected it. She looked at her husband with an expression of the most alert pleasure. The Doctor noticed it. "No," he said, in reply to Richling's question.
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