The Channings by Mrs. Henry Wood
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Mr. Galloway; but he encountered present disappointment. For the first
time for many weeks, Mr. Galloway did not make his appearance in the office at all; he was out the whole of the afternoon. Roland Yorke, to whom Arthur confided the plan, ridiculed it. "Catch me taking such a task upon myself! If I could play the organ like a Mendelssohn, and send the folks into ecstasies, I'd never saddle myself with the worry of doing it morning and afternoon. You'll soon be sick of the bargain, Channing." "I should never be sick of it, if I did it for nothing: I am too fond of music for that. And it will be a very easy way of earning money." "Not so easy as making your mother stump up," was the reply. And if your refinement turns from the expression, my good reader, I am sorry you should have to read it; but it is what Mr. Roland Yorke _said_. "I had a regular scene with Lady Augusta this morning. It's the most unreasonable thing in the world, you know, Channing, for her to think I can live without money, and so I told her--said I must and would have it, in fact." "Did you get it?" "Of course I did. I wanted to pay Simms, and one or two more trifles that were pressing; I was not going to have the fellow here after me again. I wish such a thing as money had never been invented!" "You may as well wish we could live without eating." "So I do, sometimes--when I go home, expecting a good dinner, and |
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