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Hart and Captain Stubber did not give him much rest. From Mr. Boltby he received no further communication. For the present Mr. Boltby thought it well to leave him in the hands of Mr. Hart and Captain Stubber. Mr. Boltby, indeed, did not as yet know of Mr.
Hart and Captain Stubber understand that the Baronet was paying these debts simply because he had said that he would pay them once before, under other circumstances, and that no other cause for their actual payment now existed. But the debts were paid, down to the last farthing of which Mr. Boltby could have credible tidings. "Pay everything," Sir Harry had said; "I have promised it."
Boltby knew the whole story of the money raised on the commission, of the liabilities to both Hart and Stubber, and had acquainted himself with the history of Lord Baldebeque's cheque. Mr.
When the reader learns that on the very day on which Cousin George and his servant were returning to London by the express train from Norfolk, smoking many cigars and drinking many glasses, George of sherry, and the servant probably of beer and spirits alternately, each making himself happy with a novel; George's novel being French, and that of the servant English sensational, the reader, when he learns that on this very day Sir Harry had interviews with Captain Stubber and also with Mrs.
The quarter of an hour seemed to George to be an age; but at last Captain Stubber knocked at the front door and was shown into the room. "How d'ye do, Captain Stubber?" said George. "I'd do a deal better, Captain Hotspur, if I found it easier sometimes to come by my own." "Well, yes; but no doubt you have your profit in the delay, Captain Stubber."
"You wished to be called at five, sir," said Stubber. "Yes; is it five o'clock?" "No, sir; but I heard you call out something about 'four horses, and I thought you might be hurried, so I came a little earlier." "Quite right, Stubber; let me have my breakfast as soon as possible, and see that chestnut horse I brought here last night, fed."
Hart and Captain Stubber. He had no other immediate engagements. In October he was due to shoot pheasants with a distinguished party in Norfolk, but this business which he had now in hand was of so much importance that even the pheasant-shooting and the distinguished party were not of much moment to him. He went to Penrith, and thence direct to London.
As Cousin George was taken westward from Red Lion Square in a cab, three or four different lines of conduct suggested themselves to him. In the first place, it would be a very good thing to murder Captain Stubber.
He explained all the difficulties of Sir Harry's position in regard to the title and the property, and he was diffuse upon his own advantages as head of the family, and of the need there was that he should marry the heiress. "But there is not an acre of it will come to you unless he gives it you?" inquired Captain Stubber.
"When is it to be?" she said, urging her question imperiously. In answer to this he gave her to understand that there was still a good deal of difficulty. He told her something of his position with Captain Stubber, and defined, not with absolute correctness, the amount of consent which Sir Harry had given to the marriage. "And what am I to do?" she asked. He looked blankly into her face.
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