“But it’s not much good having rich friends in Milwaukee when you are in New York!”
“Exactly. There you have put your finger on the very point I have been trying to make. It will probably be necessary for me to travel. And for that I must be alone. I must be a mobile force. I should dearly like to keep you with me, but you can see for yourself that for the moment you would be an encumbrance. Later on, no doubt, when my affairs are more settled …”
“Oh, I understand. I’m resigned. But, oh dear! it’s going to be very dull down at Brookport.”
“Nonsense, nonsense! It’s a delightful spot.”
“Have you been there?”
“No! But of course everybody knows Brookport! Healthy, invigorating … Sure to be! The very name … You’ll be as happy as the days are long!”
“And how long the days will be!”
“Come, come! You mustn’t look on the dark side!”
“Is there another?” Jill laughed. “You are an old hum-bug, Uncle Chris. You know perfectly well what you’re condemning me to! I expect Brookport will be like a sort of Southend in winter. Oh, well, I’ll be brave. But do hurry and make a fortune, because I want to come to New York.”
“My dear,” said Uncle Chris solemnly, “if there is a dollar lying loose in this city, rest assured that I shall have it! And, if it’s not loose, I will detach it with the greatest possible speed. You have only known me in my decadence, an idle and unprofitable London clubman. I can assure you that, lurking beneath the surface, there is a business acumen given to few men …”