The Disentanglers by Andrew Lang
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'No, an allowance is made to me out of the estate.' 'An allowance which ends on her marriage, if she marries with your consent?' 'Yes, it ends then. Her uncle trusted me a deal more than he trusted Barbara. She was strange from a child. Fond of the men,' as if that were an unusual and unbecoming form of philanthropy. 'I see, and she being an heiress, the testator was anxious to protect her youth and innocence?' Mrs. Nicholson merely sniffed, but the sniff was affirmative, though sarcastic. 'Her property, I suppose, is considerable? I do not ask from impertinent curiosity, nor for exact figures. But, as a question of business, may we call the fortune considerable?' 'Most people do. It runs into six figures.' Merton, who had no mathematical head, scribbled on a piece of paper. The result of his calculations (which I, not without some fever of the brow, have personally verified) proved that 'six figures' might be anything between 100,000_l_. and 999,000_l_. 19_s_. 11.75_d_. 'Certainly it is very considerable,' Merton said, after a few minutes passed in arithmetical calculation. 'Am I too curious if I ask what is the source of this opulence?' |
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