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Spillikins to retire, and wrote off many thousand dollars from the capital value of his estate. So after this there was only one thing for Mr. Spillikins to do, and everybody told him so namely to get married. "Spillikins," said his friends at the club after they had taken all his loose money over the card table, "you ought to get married." "Think so?" said Mr. Spillikins.
Spillikins was presently transported to the seventh heaven when in due course of time he received a note which said, "We shall be so pleased if you can come out and spend a week or two with us here. We will send the car down to the Thursday train to meet you. We live here in the simplest fashion possible; in fact, as Mr.
He's only brought her up in the motor from town." "By Jove, how good of him!" said Spillikins; and this sentiment in regard to Captain Cormorant, though he didn't know it, was to become a keynote of his existence. "I didn't know she was coming so soon," said Norah, and there was weariness already in her heart.
Mr. Spillikins must have assured Philippa at least a dozen times in starting off how awfully good it was of her to come down in the motor; and he was so pleased at her coming to meet him that Philippa never even hinted that the truth was that she had expected somebody else on the same train. For to a girl brought up in the principles of the High Church the truth is a very sacred thing.
"Isn't she a splendid girl!" he said at least ten times a day to Norah, the Little Girl in Green. And Norah always agreed, because she really thought Philippa a perfectly wonderful creature. There is no doubt that, but for a slight shift of circumstances, Mr. Spillikins would have proposed to Miss Furlong.
How much do you want?" "Well, at four seventy we'll take twenty thousand barrels." "By Jove!" said Mr. Spillikins; "twenty thousand barrels. Gad! you want a lot, don't you? Pretty big sale, eh, for a beginner like me? I guess uncle'll be tickled to death." So tickled was he that after a few weeks of oil-selling Mr. Boulder urged Mr.
I'd go in for it altogether if they'd let me." But that was just the trouble they wouldn't. And so in course of time Mr. Spillikins was compelled, for academic reasons, to abandon his life work. His last words about it were, "Gad! I nearly passed in trigonometry!" and he always said afterwards that he had got a tremendous lot out of the university.
"Don't you really?" said Philippa, but the honest admiration in Mr. Spillikin's protruding blue eyes forbade a sarcastic answer. "By Jove!" said Mr. Spillikins presently, with complete irrelevance, "I hope you don't mind my saying it, but you look awfully well in white stunning." He felt that a man who was affianced, or practically so, was allowed the smaller liberty of paying honest compliments.
'And why didn't it? why did it go to Pitman? what right had Pitman to open it? 'If you come to that, Morris, what have you done with the colossal Hercules? asked Michael. 'He went through it with the meat-axe, said John. 'It's all in spillikins in the back garden. 'Well, there's one thing, snapped Morris; 'there's my uncle again, my fraudulent trustee. He's mine, anyway. And the tontine too.
Spillikins knew this and it kept him silent. And even when the most beautiful girl in the class married the demonstrator and thus terminated her studies in her second year, Spillikins realized that it was only because the man was, undeniably, a demonstrator and knew things. Later on, when Spillikins went into business and into society, the same fate pursued him.
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