Mr. Prohack by Arnold Bennett
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America and before he left I lent him a hundred pounds."
"Arthur, I'll swear you never told me that at the time. In fact you always said positively you wouldn't lend money to anybody. You promised me. I hope he's paid you back." "He hasn't. And I've just heard he's dead." "I felt that was coming. Yes. I knew from the moment you began to talk that it was something of that kind. And just when we could do with that hundred pounds--heaven knows! Oh, Arthur!" "He's dead," said Mr. Prohack clinchingly, "but he's left me ten thousand a year. Ha, ha!--Ha, ha!" He put his hand on her soft shoulder and gave a triumphant wink. * * * * * III "Dollars, naturally," said Mrs. Prohack, after listening to various romantic details. "No, pounds." "And do you believe it? Are you sure this man Bishop isn't up to some |
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