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"If I were you, Margaret, I would not go till all this is decided." "It is decided, John; I know it is. And how can I leave them in such a condition, spending money which they will never get? They must know it some time, and the sooner the better. Mr Rubb must know it too. He must understand that he is more than ever bound to provide them with an income out of the business."
Miss Mackenzie, in the few moments which were allowed to her for reflection before she was obliged to answer, again admitted to herself that he spoke the truth. If there was any fault in the matter the fault was with her brother Tom, who had joined the name of Mackenzie with the name of Rubb in the first instance.
Then she got a further letter, very short, saying that a half-year's interest on the loan had, by Mr Ball's consent, been paid to Mrs Mackenzie by Rubb and Mackenzie. On the day following this, when she was sitting up in her bedroom, Mrs Protheroe came to her, dressed in wonderful habiliments.
"I suppose not," said Miss Mackenzie. By this time Mr Rubb had returned from the window, and had seated himself in the easy chair in the middle of the room. In doing so he thrust out both his legs, folded his hands one over the other, and looked very comfortable. "Now I'm a slave to business," he said.
Do you let it just go easy, and say nothing, and I'll fight them. If the worst comes to the worst, they'll be willing enough to cry halves with us. But, Margaret, if the worst does come to be worse than that you won't find me hard to you on that account. I shall always remember who helped me when I wanted help." "I am sure, Mr Rubb, I am much obliged to you."
For a long time past very little laughter had come to her share. When he was gone she prepared herself to think about him at length. Why had he talked to her in that way? Why was he going to call again? Why was Rubb, junior, from Rubb and Mackenzie's, such a pleasant fellow?
Mr Rubb knew of that great calamity of which, as yet, Lady Ball knew nothing, of that great calamity to the niece, but great blessing, as it would be thought by the aunt. And she was in much fear lest Mr Rubb should say something which might tend to divulge the secret.
So she went on painfully toiling through figures. "Sam drew them up on purpose for you, yesterday afternoon," said he. "Who did it?" she asked. "Samuel Rubb." He then went on to declare that she might accept all Samuel Rubb's figures as correct. She was quite willing to accept them, and she strove hard to understand them.
As she looked at Mr Rubb in all the brightness of his evening costume, she began to think that she had better not. At last Miss Baker came, and they started off together. Miss Mackenzie saw that Miss Baker eyed the man, and she blushed. When they got down upon the doorstep, Samuel Rubb, junior, absolutely offered an arm simultaneously to each lady!
Perhaps you'll say you ought to have the title-deeds." "No, Mr Rubb, I don't want to say anything of the kind. If my money can be of any assistance to my brother to my brother and you you are welcome to the use of it, without any mortgage. I will show you a copy of the letter I sent to Mr Slow." "Thanks; a thousand thanks! and may I see the letter which Mr Slow wrote?" "No, I think not.
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