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To begin with I did not have half the capital. In doing so I made myself responsible for its being put to a proper use. I intend to see that it is done." Mrs. Day was mute. The eyes looking out from their dark-stained orbits were hopeless. Mr. Boult having paused for the reply which did not come, went on in a lighter tone. "There is a very good-sized house over Carr's shop.
Then he conceived a great suspition and jealousie in mind, howbeit he would not discover it to his wife, neither to any other person, but putting secretly the slippers into his bosome, commanded his other Servants to bind Myrmex incontinently, and to bring him bound to the Justice after him, thinking verily that by the meane of the slippers he might boult out the matter.
"'Ha! says he, wi' a queer smile, 'this looks like it. "It took some minutes wi' a small chisel and hammer to pick the bit o' wood out o' the keyhole. The key fitted, sure enough, and, wi' a strang twist and a lang skreak, the boult went back and he pulled the door open. "There was another door inside, stranger than the first, but the lacks was gone, and it opened easy.
She had been all very well for his then condition, but times had changed for him; and here he was, well pleased to be sitting at the board of people who would not at one time have received the late Mrs. Boult under their roof, on terms of equality with Sir Francis Forcus's brother!
It was by no means certain that enough legally remained to them to repay Mr. Boult for these disbursements. If they had been willing to live upon his means he was not at all a generous man; he did not encourage them to expect pecuniary help from him. "What do you advise? Have you no plan? What are we all to do?" Mrs. Day asked of her husband. "You must hang on till I come out.
Bernard, who had sunk into his chair, only laid his arms upon the table, his head upon his arms, and sobbed. George Boult thought they were taking it very badly. "This comes of too much pleasuring," he told himself. He looked round upon the miserable group, feeling shocked and helpless. He had gone there to see if he could be of use. How was it possible to help people who behaved like this!
"No, thank you," from a scornful Bessie with an averted head. "As it happens I don't at all agree with you, Mr. Boult." So poor Mrs.
Bessie stoutly refusing to go into the shop it took more than George Boult to manage Bessie! he was constrained to sanction the engaging of a youth to assist behind the counter. Mr. Pretty, therefore he was called "Mr." for business purposes, his tender years hardly entitling him to the designation and a boy to go errands, composed the staff.
Boult was incapable of discerning was quite clear to him but he was not in the least interested in him; and what should the old fellow know about a horse? "Isn't Deleah at home to-day? I thought I should have caught Deleah. That is why I dropped in on the Sunday." Deleah was out walking with Franky, Mrs.
"I want to know if I am justified in discharging him on the spot, or whether I may risk giving him another chance." Mr. Boult had stayed his hand from dealing summarily with the young man, as it had been his instinct to do. After all, he was William Day's son; the son of the one friend whom, in all his life, he had made.
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