“Consider your salary doubled instantly. Have you read ‘David Copperfield’?”
“Yezzur.”
“Your salary is quadrupled. What do you think of the ‘Old Curiosity Shop’?”
The man instantly burst into a torrent of tears, and then into a roar of laughter.
“Enough! Here are five thousand pounds. Open a porter-house, and call it ‘Our Mutual Friend.’ Huzza! I feel so happy!” And the Haunted Man danced about the room.
And so, bathed in the light of that blessed sun, and yet glowing with the warmth of a good action, the Haunted Man, haunted no longer, save by those shapes which make the dreams of children beautiful, reseated himself in his chair, and finished “Our Mutual Friend.”
TERENCE DENVILLE
BY CH-L-S L-V-R