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Chapter 5

           "Youdon’tgivemetimetospeak"—Iansweredinalowvoice,forwewerestandinginoneofthepubliccorridorsofthehotel—"ThefactisIhavesomemoney,orratherIcangetitdirectly—Carringtonsentmeadraftforfiftypoundsinhisletter—Iforgottotellyouaboutit.Itwasverygoodofhimtolendittome—youhadbetterhaveitassecurityforthispocket-book—by-the-byehowmuchisthereinsideit?"

           "Fivehundred,inbanknotesoftensandtwenties,"—herespondedwithbusiness-likebrevity.

           "Fivehundred!Mydearfellow,Idon’twantallthat.It’stoomuch!"

           "Betterhavetoomuchthantoolittlenowadays,"—heretortedwithalaugh—"MydearTempest,don’tmakesuchabusinessofit.Fivehundredpoundsisreallynothing.Youcanspenditallonadressing-caseforexample.BettersendbackJohnCarrington’sdraft—Idon’tthinkmuchofhisgenerosityconsideringthathecameintoamineworthahundredthousandpoundssterling,afewdaysbeforeIleftAustralia."

           Iheardthiswithgreatsurprise,and,Imustadmitwithaslightfeelingofresentmenttoo.

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