me up.

"If I can tell what's coming to the world, I'm a sinner! Everybody's
for turning their farthings into double sovereigns and cheating their
neighbours of the balance. And you, too--you're beside yourself,
Caudle--I'm sure of it. I've watched you when you thought me fast
asleep. And then you've lain, and whispered and whispered, and then
hugged yourself, and laughed at the bed-posts, as if you'd seen 'em
turned to sovereign gold. I do believe that you sometimes think the
patchwork quilt is made of thousand-pound bank-notes.

"Well, when we're brought to the Union, then you'll find out your
mistake. But it will be a poor satisfaction for me every night to
tell you of it. What, Mr. Caudle?

"THEY WON'T LET ME TELL YOU OF IT?

"And you call that 'some comfort'? And after the wife I've been to
you! But now I recollect. I think I've heard you praise that Union
before; though, like a fond fool as I've always been, I never once
suspected the reason of it.

"And now, of course, day and night, you'll never be at home. No,
you'll live and sleep at Eel-Pie Island! I shall be left alone with
nothing but my thoughts, thinking when the broker will come, and
you'll be with your brother directors. I may slave and I toil to
save sixpences; and you'll be throwing away hundreds. And then the
expensive tastes you've got! Nothing good enough for you now. I'm
sure you sometimes think yourself King Solomon. But that comes of
making money--if, indeed, you have made any--without earning it. No;