“Ah! yes, of course. Then look here. Dinham’s two houses are for sale next week.”
“Yes; I saw the bill,” she sighed.
“Let me buy them for you.”
“Buy them? They would cost too much, Mr Thickens.”
“Not they. You’ve got nearly enough, and the rest could stay on. They always let; dare say you could keep on the present tenants.”
“But—”
That “but” meant that she would not have those excuses for going to the bank.
“You’ll get good interest for your money then, ma’am, and you get little now.”
“But, Mr Thickens—”
“I wish you to do it, ma’am, and I hope that you will.”