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The House of Morrel & Son.

           "Sir,"saidhe,"uptothistimeanditisnowmorethanfour-and-twentyyearssinceIreceivedthedirectionofthishousefrommyfather,whohadhimselfconducteditforfiveandthirtyyearsneverhasanythingbearingthesignatureofMorrel&Sonbeendishonored."

           "Iknowthat,"repliedtheEnglishman."Butasamanofhonorshouldansweranother,tellmefairly,shallyoupaythesewiththesamepunctuality?"Morrelshuddered,andlookedattheman,whospokewithmoreassurancethanhehadhithertoshown."Toquestionsfranklyput,"saidhe,"astraightforwardanswershouldbegiven.Yes,Ishallpay,if,asIhope,myvesselarrivessafely;foritsarrivalwillagainprocuremethecreditwhichthenumerousaccidents,ofwhichIhavebeenthevictim,havedeprivedme;butifthePharaonshouldbelost,andthislastresourcebegone"—thepoorman’seyesfilledwithtears.

           "Well,"saidtheother,"ifthislastresourcefailyou?"

           "Well,"returnedMorrel,"itisacruelthingtobeforcedtosay,but,alreadyusedtomisfortune,Imusthabituatemyselftoshame.IfearIshallbeforcedtosuspendpayment."

           "Haveyounofriendswhocouldassistyou?"Morrelsmiledmournfully."Inbusiness,sir,"saidhe,"onehasnofriends,onlycorrespondents."

           "Itistrue,"murmuredtheEnglishman;"thenyouhavebutonehope."

           "Butone."

           "Thelast?"

           "Thelast.

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