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This preliminary over, and, as it were, so much of dirt swept from the very threshold, he gave his card, announced himself as Mr Allcraft, banker, and desired to see the lady on especial business. He was admitted. The ugliest of dresses did not detract from the perfect beauty of the widowed Margaret; the bitterest of griefs had not removed the bloom still ripening on her cheek.
"And let it stop," said Bellamy; "by all means let it stop. If it be a necessary, inevitable arrangement, I would not interfere with it for the world. Act, Mr Allcraft, precisely as you think proper. It is all I ask on my own account. I have unfortunately private debts to a very large amount. What is still more unfortunate, they must be paid.
The hope, however faint, of making money by this speculation, and the fear of offending the depositary of his great secret, compelled at length from Allcraft a reluctant acquiescence. He consented to the trial, receiving Planner's solemn promise that, in the event of failure, it should be the last.
For Heaven's sake, my dear, good sir, do not rush blindly upon destruction. Do not suffer us to be hooted, trampled upon, despised, cursed by every man that meets us. You can save us if you will do it then be generous be just." "As for being just, Mr Allcraft," replied Bellamy composedly, "the less we speak about that matter the better.
Abraham Allcraft gazed upon the lady, as he bowed his artful head, with admiration and delight, and then he threw one hurried and involuntary glance around the gorgeous room in which she sat, and then he made his own conclusions, and assumed an air of condolence and affectionate regard, as the wolf is said to do in fables, just before he pounces on the lamb and strangles it. The villain sighed.
You should see a doctor although I am very much afraid that your disease is beyond their cure in truth I am." "Burrage," said Michael in a whisper, and still sighing convulsively "It is all over. It is finished. Prepare for the crash look to your own safety. Hide yourself from the gaze of men. It will strike us all dead." "You frighten me, Mr Allcraft. You are really very ill.
The latter bristled at the words, lost for an instant his self-possession, said in his anger more than he intended more than he might easily unsay enough to bruise the already smarting soul of Allcraft. A threat escaped his lips a reproach a taunt. He spoke of his power, and touched cuttingly upon the deep schemes of other men, more feasible than his own perhaps, and certainly more honest.
Take care pray, take care of your expressions. You will commit yourself. When will you cease to be a very young man? I will answer voluntarily any questions put to me by any gentleman. Must and shall never forced a syllable from my lips yet. Now, sir ask what you please." "Mr Bellamy," continued Allcraft, "your property is announced for public sale." "It is," said Bellamy.
You shake your head, sir, but I am confident he will yet make up for all his folly." "Heaven grant it, sir, for your sake!" "Yes, and for his own, poor child for what will become of him if he does not! Now, as to these cheques, Mr Allcraft, let me have them all. I will restore every farthing that you have paid on his account; and should any more be presented, let them be duly honoured.
What could they mean? Did people smell a rat? Were they on the watch? Did they suspect that he was poor? Ah, that was it! He saw it he believed he did that was equivalent to sight, and enough for him. Men did not understand him. He would not die so easily they must be undeceived. Miserable Allcraft!
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