A. ST. CLOUD
“P. S. I must decline the little joint operation for Blake's benefit, which you propose.”
The second answer ran:
“DEAR DRYSDALE,—I am sorry that I cannot accommodate Mr. Blake, as a friend of yours, but you see his acceptance is mere waste paper, and you cannot give security until you are of age, so if you were to die the money would be lost. Mr. Blake has always carried his head as high as if he had 5000l. a year to spend; perhaps now he will turn less haughty to men who could buy him up easy enough.
I remain yours sincerely,