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"Yes," said George; "it's a bullet hole." The surprise of the others was obvious. "I think it's a hint," George explained. "We'll try to get him on his feet." They succeeded, and when the beast had been led into a stall, George turned to Hardie. "As you said you wouldn't stay the night, would you mind starting for the settlement now?
I could not interest one of mine in mamma's sorrows; no, they must run back to their own little sordid troubles, about money and things. I was so provoked with Mrs. I had a mind to go back to her; but would not; and that was Pride. Where is my Christianity? "A kind letter from Jane Hardie. But no word of him." "Dec. 12th.
"Well, you see I am pretty well up in the Imigliner books; what I have got to rub up is my Divinity and my Logic especially my Logic. Will you grind Logic with me? Say 'Yes, for I know you will keep your word." "It is too good an offer to refuse, Hardie; but now I look at you, you are excited: wonderfully excited: within the race, eh?
Osmond, I cannot let you go without telling you how anxious I am about Alfred. He is so thin, and pale, and depressed." "Nonsense, Jane," said Mr. Hardie; "have we not all cause to be dejected in this house?" But she persisted gently that there was more in it than that; and his headaches were worse, and she could not be easy any longer without advice. "Ah! those headaches," said Mr.
He was on his guard directly, and said coldly, "You have been belying me to my very clerk." "No, sir: you are mistaken; I have never mentioned your name to your clerk." Mr. Hardie reflected on what Skinner had told him, and found he had made another false move. He tried again: "Nor to the Dodds?" with an incredulous sneer. "Nor to the Dodds," replied Alfred calmly. "What, not to Miss Julia Dodd?"
Mr. Hardie sat down in his parlour thoroughly discomposed; Skinner watched him furtively. At last the former broke out: "This is the devil's doing: the devil in person. No intelligence nor ability can resist such luck. I almost wish we had never meddled with it: we shall never feel safe, never be safe." Skinner made light of the matter, treated the receipt as thrown into the sea.
He then proceeded on a two-headed plan. Not to lose a shilling when the panic he expected should come, and to make 20,000 pounds upon its subsiding. Hardie & Son held Exchequer bills on rather a large scale. They were at half a crown premium. He sold every one and put gold in his coffers. He converted in the same way all his other securities except consols.
"I think I do; and yours is a wise and timely anxiety. Your brother's is a very delicate case of hyperaesthetic character; and I should like to have the advice of a profound physician. Let me see, Dr. Wycherley will be with me to-morrow: may I bring him over as a friend?" This proposal did not at all suit Mr. Hardie.
The next morning found "the sunshine of the poor" extinct in her little bed: ay, died of grief with no grain of egotism in it; gone straight to heaven without one angry word against Richard Hardie or any other. Old Betty had a horror of the workhouse. To save her old age from it she had deposited her wages in the bank for the last twenty years, and also a little legacy from Mr. Hardie's father.
Hardie went slowly up to the side of the carriage, and took off his hat to them with a half-bewildered air. Now that he was so near, his face showed very pale; the more so that his neck was a good deal tanned; his eyelids were rather swollen, and his young eyes troubled and almost filmy with the pain.
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