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"That I never will, if I can help it; not that I feel angry now, but I like to be independent." "Of course you do." "And as for that grindstone, I hate the sight of it; it has made Spikeman's fortune, but it never shall make mine." "You don't agree then with your former companion," rejoined Mary, "that a tinker's is the nearest profession to that of a gentleman which you know of."
As soon as a fire had been lighted, he collected all that he wanted to retain for himself, the books, plate, and some other articles, which he valued for Spikeman's sake, and as old reminiscences, and putting them up in a chest, requested that it might be sent to the inn; and then, upon reflection, he thought he could do no better with the remainder than to make them a present to the old woman, which he did, after paying up her arrears of rent, and by so doing made one person, for the time, superlatively happy, which is something worth doing in this chequered world of ours.
He wrote on the day after Spikeman's departure, as it would give ample time for an answer before his return; but Joey received no reply to his letter. "I am all prepared now, my boy," said Spikeman, whose appearance was considerably improved by the various little personal arrangements which he had gone through during the time he was in London.
Our hero had hardly time to digest the contents of Spikeman's letter when he received a large packet from Mary, accounting for her not having replied to him before, in consequence of her absence from the Hall.
"No, sir," said the clerk; "Mr. Hardy took it with him when he went." Garrison's hopes abruptly wilted. Leaving Spikeman's office, Garrison walked aimlessly away, reflecting on the many complications so recently developed, together with the factors in the case, and all its possibilities.
Spikeman had declared it perfect, and that he and another had signed it as witnesses all in proper form. Concerning the contents of the document he was absolutely dumb. No amount of questioning, flattery, or persuasion would induce him to divulge so much as a word of what he had witnessed. Garrison gave up with one more inquiry: "Was the will deposited here in Mr. Spikeman's vault?"
He was never very fond of it at any time; but, since he had taken possession of Spikeman's property, and had received from Mary the intelligence that he was worth 350 pounds more, he had taken a positive aversion to it. It retarded his movements, and it was hard work when he had not to get his livelihood by it.
The evening passed very pleasantly. Mr Spikeman took a volume of poetry, and, as Miss Ophelia had said, he did read very beautifully: so much so, that Joey was in admiration, for he had never yet known the power produced by good reading. At ten o'clock they took their leave, and returned to Spikeman's domicile. As soon as they were upstairs, and candles lighted, Spikeman sat down on the sofa.
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