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"The same," I answered, for although I had never heard of the work in question, it seemed just the sort for old Toddleham's production. "I am glad to know you, Mr. Quibble," he exclaimed, extending his hand. "I have often wished that I could meet your guardian and ask the great Mr. Toddleham face to face what he really thinks of the Rule in Shelley's Case what do you think of it?
You will have to kick out for yourself. So fine a fellow," he added, "ought not to find it hard to get along. No doubt you could find some rich girl to marry you and support you in idleness." I flushed with anger and sprang to my feet. "I did not come here to be insulted!" I cried furiously. Old Mr. Toddleham chuckled apologetically. "Tut, tut! No offence.
Spring called me to the open air, to the world outside, to the future. "Give me fifty dollars and my ticket to New York," said I. It had so happened that at the time of my visit to Mr. Toddleham my credit, and consequently my ready funds, had become so reduced that I had only a dollar or two in my pocket.
Quibble," he began gruffly, as if he were about to add, "out with what you have to say, young man, and be gone as soon as possible!" "Mr. Haight," said I with great defence, "I have called on you at the suggestion of my guardian and trustee, Mr. Tuckerman Toddleham, of Barristers' Hall, Boston, to inquire whether I may not be allowed the great privilege of a desk in your office.
You won't find earning your living such an easy matter. Have you thought anything about what you'll do?" "No," I answered, still indignant. "How much do you owe?" "About forty-eight hundred dollars." "Damme!" muttered Mr. Tuckerman Toddleham. "More than you could earn in the first five years at the law!"
But the will, alas! had been drawn by that most careful of draughtsmen, old Tuckerman Toddleham, of 14 Barristers' Hall, Boston, and was as solid as the granite blocks of the court-house and as impregnable of legal attack as the Constitution. We lived in a frame house, painted a disconsolate yellow.
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