Pelham — Volume 04 by Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton
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drought or plenty. Would to God, some kind friend would lend me twenty
pounds." To this wish I made no reply. Thornton sighed. "Mr. Pelham," renewed he, "it is true I have known you but a short time-- excuse the liberty I take--but if you could lend me a trifle, it would really assist me very much." "Mr. Thornton," said I, "if I knew you better, and could serve you more, you might apply to me for a more real assistance than any bagatelle I could afford you would be. If twenty pounds would really be of service to you, I will lend it you, upon this condition, that you never ask me for another farthing." Thornton's face brightened. "A thousand, thousand--" he began. "No," interrupted I, "no thanks, only your promise." "Upon my honour," said Thornton, "I will never ask you for another farthing." "There is honour among thieves," thought I, and so I took out the sum mentioned, and gave it to him. In good earnest, though I disliked the man, his threadbare garments and altered appearance moved me to compassion. While he was pocketing the money, which he did with the most unequivocal delight, a tall figure passed us rapidly. We both turned at the same instant, and recognised Glanville. He had not gone seven yards beyond us, before we observed his steps, which were very irregular, pause suddenly; a moment afterwards he fell against the iron rails of an area; |
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