A Golden Venture - The Lady of the Barge and Others, Part 11. by W. W. Jacobs
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"And the others are so forgetful," continued Mr. Smith.
"Forgetful?" repeated the other. "Forget to lay, like," said Mr. Smith, musingly. "Never mind about them," said Mr. Miller, with some animation. "I want you to do something for me. If it comes off all right, I'll give you a dozen hins and a couple of decentish-sized pigs." Mr. Smith called a halt. "Decentish-sized" was vague. "Take your pick," said Mr. Miller. "You know Mrs. Pullen's got two thousand pounds--" "Wiggett's going to have it," said the other; "he as good as told me so." "He's after her money," said the other, sadly. "Look 'ere, Smith, I want you to tell him she's lost it all. Say that Tidger told you, but you wasn't to tell anybody else. Wiggett 'll believe you." Mr. Smith turned upon him a face all wrinkles, lit by one eye. "I want the hins and the pigs first," he said, firmly. Mr. Miller, shocked at his grasping spirit, stared at him mournfully. "And twenty pounds the day you marry Mrs. Pullen," continued Mr. Smith. Mr. Miller, leading him up and down the sawdust floor, besought him to listen to reason, and Mr. Smith allowed the better feelings of our common |
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