Финансист

Chapter LVIII

           

           Hesteppedoutintothehall,withscarcelyafarewellglance,andtoBonhag,whowasgrievinggreatlyoverthelossofsoprofitableacustomer,hesaid:"Iwishyouwouldseethatsomeofthesethingsaresentovertomyhouse,Walter.You’rewelcometothechair,thatclock,thismirror,thosepicturesallofthesethingsinfact,exceptmylinen,razors,andsoforth."

           ThelastlittleactofbeneficencesoothedBonhag’slaceratedsoulalittle.Theywentoutintothereceivingoverseer’soffice,whereCowperwoodlaidasidehisprisonsuitandthesoftshirtwithaconsiderablesenseofrelief.Theclogshoeshadlongsincebeenreplacedbyabetterpairofhisown.Heputonthederbyhatandgrayovercoathehadworntheyearbefore,onentering,andexpressedhimselfasready.Attheentranceoftheprisonheturnedandlookedbackonelastglanceattheirondoorleadingintothegarden.

           "Youdon’tregretleavingthat,doyou,Frank?"askedSteger,curiously.

           "Idonot,"repliedCowperwood."Itwasn’tthatIwasthinkingof.Itwasjusttheappearanceofit,that’sall."

           Inanotherminutetheywereattheoutergate,whereCowperwoodshookthewardenfinallybythehand.Thenenteringacarriageoutsidethelarge,impressive,Gothicentrance,thegateswerelockedbehindthemandtheyweredrivenaway.

           "Well,there’sanendofthat,Frank,"observedSteger,gayly;"thatwillneverbotheryouanymore."

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