“And while I’m about it, I’ve made up my mind to put Melia, my eldest girl, back as well.”
The lawyer gave a little sigh of satisfaction.
“My three gels are now going to share alike. But you must provide six thousand pounds for Gertrude Preston.”
The lawyer penciled a brief note on his blotting pad.
“As you know, Mossop, I’ve made a goodish bit, one way and another, since this war began. Those girls ought to be very well off. And you know, of course, that we are takin’ in the next house for my hospital along The Rise. It’ll give us another twenty beds—making forty in all.”
The lawyer said in his level voice that he understood that to be the Mayor’s intention when he had negotiated the purchase with Mr. Harvey Mortimore.
“We bought that property very well, eh? Not going to get less in value.”
The lawyer agreed.
“I’m now considering the question of making it over permanently to the Corporation. Wouldn’t make a bad nest egg for the city, eh?”
“A very generous gift, Mr. Munt.”