"By Jove! I believe you are right there," answered Burgo, with a short laugh; "at least, I know that in my case the complaint has almost become chronic. But what can be the dear old boy's reason for making such a request?"
"That is more than I can say; but one may be permitted to hazard a guess."
"He has paid my debts twice already."
"Who should know that fact better than I? But is it not the accepted creed among you young gentlemen of the town that rich fathers and uncles are sent into the world by a kind Providence expressly for that purpose?"
Burgo laughed a little uneasily. "The distribution of capital is said to conduce to the national well-being," he replied, with a quizzical glance at the staid face opposite him.
"A very bad argument for getting into debt, my dear Mr. Brabazon. However, you will let me have the document asked for by your uncle as early as convenient."
"When you see the sum total it will frighten you."
"It won't frighten me; but I can't answer for the effect it may have on Sir Everard."
"You shall have it in the course of to-morrow; but I shall be deucedly uneasy, I can tell you, till I know the result."
"Were you ever 'deucedly uneasy' about anything, Mr. Brabazon for more than a few hours at a time?"