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The House of Morrel & Son.

           Morrelclosedtheledger,arose,andofferedaseattothestranger;andwhenhehadseenhimseated,resumedhisownchair.Fourteenyearshadchangedtheworthymerchant,who,inhisthirty-sixthyearattheopeningofthishistory,wasnowinhisfiftieth;hishairhadturnedwhite,timeandsorrowhadplougheddeepfurrowsonhisbrow,andhislook,oncesofirmandpenetrating,wasnowirresoluteandwandering,asifhefearedbeingforcedtofixhisattentiononsomeparticularthoughtorperson.TheEnglishmanlookedathimwithanairofcuriosity,evidentlymingledwithinterest."Monsieur,"saidMorrel,whoseuneasinesswasincreasedbythisexamination,"youwishtospeaktome?"

           "Yes,monsieur;youareawarefromwhomIcome?"

           "ThehouseofThomson&French;atleast,somycashiertellsme."

           "Hehastoldyourightly.ThehouseofThomson&Frenchhad300,000or400,000francstopaythismonthinFrance;and,knowingyourstrictpunctuality,havecollectedallthebillsbearingyoursignature,andchargedmeastheybecameduetopresentthem,andtoemploythemoneyotherwise."Morrelsigheddeeply,andpassedhishandoverhisforehead,whichwascoveredwithperspiration.

           "Sothen,sir,"saidMorrel,"youholdbillsofmine?"

           "Yes,andforaconsiderablesum."

           "Whatistheamount?"askedMorrelwithavoicehestrovetorenderfirm.

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