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Michael was writing a letter; the clerk was standing mournfully at his side. When the note was finished, directed, and sealed, Allcraft turned to his old friend and spoke "I shall not sleep at home to-night, Burrage. I have business which must be seen to." "Indeed, sir, you had better go home. You are very unwell." "Silence, once more. I tell you, Burrage, it cannot be.
"Most glad to see you, my very good friend," began the master "most glad most happy pray, be seated. A lovely morning this! A plate for Mr. Allcraft." "Thank you I have breakfasted," said Michael, declining the kind offer. "I had no thought of finding you at home." "Ay a mutual and unexpected pleasure. Just so.
It is difficult to imagine a more dangerous companion for a young widow than Michael Allcraft was likely to prove. Manliness of demeanour, and a handsome face and figure, have always their intrinsic value.
You had better take a cup of coffee, Mr Allcraft!" "Thank you no. You surprise me by your determination." "Don't be surprised at any thing, Mr Allcraft. Take things as they come, if you wish to be happy." Michael, very uneasy indeed, wished to make a remark, but he looked at the man in crimson plush, and held his tongue. Mr Bellamy observed him. "You have something to say?
Ask the Papist, the Protestant, the Independent, and the thousand sects who dwell apart as foes, and, whilst they talk of love, are teaching mankind how to hate beneath the garb of sanctimoniousness and hollow forms!" "You are eloquent, Mr Allcraft, in a bad cause."
Abraham Allcraft, who had been busily engaged behind the scenes pulling the wires and exhibiting the puppets, appeared upon the stage as soon as the first act of the performance was at an end. His son had said nothing to him, but Abraham had many eyes and ears, and saw and heard enough to make him mad with villainous delight. The second year of widowhood had commenced.
"Such being the case," continued the worthy speaker; "it behoves us now to look about for some assistance. Our friend, Mr Allcraft, I am sorry to say, does not feel disposed to help us once more through the pressure. I am very sorry to say so. He desponds a little now. He takes the dark side of things. For my own part, I prefer the bright.
"I have listened to all you have said," continued Planner, "and I consider myself an ill-used man." Michael stared. "Yes I mean it. I have worked like a negro for you Allcraft, and this is the return you make me. I get your drift; do not attempt to disguise it it is cruel most, most cruel! "What do you mean?" "Have I not always promised to share my gains with you?"
He had scarcely requested a few minutes' private conversation with Allcraft, before Planner and Brammel jumped involuntarily from their seats, as if in obedience to a word of command, and edged towards the door. "If you please," continued Mr Bellamy, nodding to them very graciously; and they departed. In the course of ten minutes they were recalled by the autocrat himself.
The thing, as I have told you, is inevitable." "No no no," cried Allcraft, imploringly; "Not so, Mr Bellamy. Think again ponder well our dreadful situation. Reflect that, before another day is gone, we may be ruined, beggared, and that this very property may be wrested from you by our angry creditors. What will become of us?
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