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  ’I——Iain’talittlepieceofdirt,andifyousaythatI’llnevercometoyouagain。’
  ’Youdon’tknowwhatyou’vedonetomeI’mnotangry——indeed,I’mnot。
  Bequietforaminute。’
  BessieremainedinhisarmsshrinkingDick’sfirstthoughtwasconnectedwithMaisie,andithurthimaswhite-hotironhurtsanopensore。
  Notfornothingisamanpermittedtoallyhimselftothewrongwoman。
  Thefirstpang——thefirstsenseofthingslostisbutthepreludetotheplay,fortheveryjustProvidencewhodelightsincausingpainhasdecreedthattheagonyshallreturn,andthatinthemidstofkeenestpleasure。
  Theyknowthispainequallywhohaveforsakenorbeenforsakenbytheloveoftheirlife,andintheirnewwives’armsarecompelledtorealiseit。
  Itisbettertoremainaloneandsufferonlythemiseryofbeingalone,solongasitispossibletofinddistractionindailyworkWhenthatresourcegoesthemanistobepitiedandleftalone。
  ThesethingsandsomeothersDickconsideredwhilehewasholdingBessietohisheart。
  ’Thoughyoumayn’tknowit,’hesaid,raisinghishead,’theLordisajustandaterribleGod,Bess;withaverystrongsenseofhumourItservesmeright——howitservesmeright!Torpcouldunderstanditifhewerehere;hemusthavesufferedsomethingatyourhands,child,butonlyforaminuteorsoIsavedhimSetthattomycredit,someone。’
  ’Letmego,’saidBess,herfacedarkening’Letmego。’
  ’AllingoodtimeDidyoueverattendSundayschool?’
  ’NeverLetmego,Itellyou;you’remakingfunofme。’
  ’Indeed,I’mnotI’mmakingfunofmyselfThus“Hesavedothers,himselfhecannotsave。”Itisn’texactlyaschool-boardtext。’Hereleasedherwrist,butsincehewasbetweenherandthedoor,shecouldnotescape’Whatanenormousamountofmischiefonelittlewomancando!’
  ’I’msorry;I’mawfulsorryaboutthepicture。’
  ’I’mnotI’mgratefultoyouforspoilingitWhatwerewetalkingaboutbeforeyoumentionedthething?’
  ’Aboutgettingaway——andmoneyMeandyougoingaway。’
  ’OfcourseWewillgetaway——thatistosay,Iwill。’
  ’Andme?’
  ’Youshallhavefiftywholepoundsforspoilingapicture。’
  ’Thenyouwon’t——?’
  ’I’mafraidnot,dearThinkoffiftypoundsforprettythingsalltoyourself。’
  ’Yousaidyoucouldn’tdoanythingwithoutme。’
  ’ThatwastruealittlewhileagoI’mbetternow,thankyouGetmemyhat。’
  ’S’poseIdon’t?’
  ’Beetonwill,andyou’lllosefiftypoundsThat’sallGetit。’
  BessiecursedunderherbreathShehadpitiedthemansincerely,hadkissedhimwithalmostequalsincerity,forhewasnotunhandsome;itpleasedhertobeinawayandforatimehisprotector,andabovealltherewerefourthousandpoundstobehandledbysomeoneNowthroughaslipofthetongueandalittlefemininedesiretogivealittle,nottoomuch,painshehadlostthemoney,theblessedidlenessandtheprettythings,thecompanionship,andthechanceoflookingoutwardlyasrespectableasareallady。
  ’NowfillmeapipeTobaccodoesn’ttaste,butitdoesn’tmatter,andI’llthinkthingsoutWhat’sthedayoftheweek,Bess?’
  ’Tuesday。’
  ’ThenThursday’smail-dayWhatafool——whatablindfoolIhavebeen!
  Twenty-twopoundscoversmypassagehomeagainAllowtenforadditionalexpensesWemustputupatMadamBinat’sforoldtime’ssakeThirty-twopoundsaltogetherAddahundredforthecostofthelasttrip——Gad,won’tTorpstaretoseeme!——ahundredandthirty-twoleavesseventy-eightforbaksheesh——Ishallneedit——andtoplaywith。
  Whatareyoucryingfor,Bess?Itwasn’tyourfault,child;itwasminealtogetherOh,youfunnylittleopossum,mopyoureyesandtakemeout!
  Iwantthepass-bookandthecheck-bookStopaminuteFourthousandpoundsatfourpercent——that’ssafeinterest——meansahundredandsixtypoundsayear;onehundredandtwentypoundsahear——alsosafe——istwoeighty,andtwohundredandeightypoundsaddedtothreehundredayearmeansgildedluxuryforasinglewomanBess,we’llgotothebank。’
  Richerbytwohundredandtenpoundsstoredinhismoney-belt,DickcausedBessie,nowthoroughlybewildered,tohurryfromthebanktothePandOoffices,whereheexplainedthingstersely。
  ’PortSaid,singlefirst;cabinasclosetothebaggage-hatchaspossible。
  Whatship’sgoing?’
  ’TheColgong,’saidtheclerk。
  ’She’sawetlittlehookerIsitTilburyandatender,orGalleonsandthedocks?’
  ’GalleonsTwelve-forty,Thursday。’
  ’ThanksChange,pleaseIcan’tseeverywell——willyoucountitintomyhand?’
  ’Iftheyalltooktheirpassageslikethatinsteadoftalkingabouttheirtrunks,lifewouldbeworthsomething,’saidtheclerktohisneighbour,whowastryingtoexplaintoaharassedmotherofmanythatcondensedmilkisjustasgoodforbabesatseaasdailydairyBeingnineteenandunmarried,hespokewithconviction。
  ’Wearenow,’quothDick,astheyreturnedtothestudio,pattingtheplacewherehismoney-beltcoveredticketandmoney,’beyondthereachofman,ordevil,orwoman——whichismuchmoreimportantI’vehadthreelittleaffairstocarrythroughbeforeThursday,butIneedn’taskyoutohelp,BessComehereonThursdaymorningatnineWe’llbreakfast,andyoushalltakemedowntoGalleonsStation。’
  ’Whatareyougoingtodo?’
  ’Goingaway,ofcourseWhatshouldIstayfor?’
  ’Butyoucan’tlookafteryourself?’
  ’IcandoanythingIdidn’trealiseitbefore,butIcanI’vedoneagreatdealalreadyResolutionshallbetreatedtoonekissifBessiedoesn’tobject。’Strangelyenough,BessieobjectedandDicklaughed’I
  supposeyou’rerightWell,comeatninethedayafterto-morrowandyou’llgetyourmoney。’
  ’ShallIsure?’
  ’Idon’tbilk,andyouwon’tknowwhetherIdoornotunlessyoucome。
  Oh,butit’slongandlongtowait!Good-bye,Bessie,——sendBeetonhereasyougoout。’
  Thehousekeepercame。
  ’Whatareallthefittingsofmyroomsworth?’saidDick,imperiously。
  ’’Tisn’tformetosay,sirSomethingsisveryprettyandsomeisworeoutdreadful。’
  ’I’minsuredfortwohundredandseventy。’
  ’Insurancepoliciesisnocriterion,thoughIdon’tsay——’
  ’Oh,damnyourlongwindedness!You’vemadeyourpickingsoutofmeandtheothertenantsWhy,youtalkedofretiringandbuyingapublic-housetheotherdayGiveastraightanswertoastraightquestion。’
  ’Fifty,’saidMrBeeton,withoutamoment’shesitation。
  ’Doubleit;orI’llbreakuphalfmysticksandburntherest。’
  Hefelthiswaytoabookstandthatsupportedapileofsketch-books,andwrenchedoutoneofthemahoganypillars。
  ’That’ssinful,sir,’saidthehousekeeper,alarmed。
  ’It’smyownOnehundredor——’
  ’OnehundreditisIt’llcostmethreeandsixtogetthattherepilastermended。’
  ’IthoughtsoWhatanoutandoutswindleryoumusthavebeentospringthatpriceatonce!’
  ’IhopeI’vedonenothingtodissatisfyanyofthetenants,leastofallyou,sir。’
  ’NevermindthatGetmethemoneyto-morrow,andseethatallmyclothesarepackedinthelittlebrownbullock-trunkI’mgoing。’
  ’Butthequarter’snotice?’
  ’I’llpayforfeitLookafterthepackingandleavemealone。’
  MrBeetondiscussedthisnewdeparturewithhiswife,whodecidedthatBessiewasatthebottomofitallHerhusbandtookamorecharitableview。
  ’It’sverysudden——butthenhewasalwayssuddeninhisways。
  Listentohimnow!’
  TherewasasoundofchantingfromDick’sroom。
  ’We’llnevercomebackanymore,boys,We’llnevercomebacknomore;
  We’llgotothedeuceonanyexcuse,Andnevercomebacknomore!
  Ohsaywe’reafloatorashore,boys,Ohsaywe’reafloatorashore;
  Butwe’llnevercomebackanymore,boys,We’llnevercomebacknomore!’
  ’MrBeeton!MrBeeton!Wherethedeuceismypistol?’
  ’Quick,he’sgoingtoshoothimself——’avin’gonemad!’saidMrs。
  Beeton。
  MrBeetonaddressedDicksoothingly,butitwassometimebeforethelatter,threshingupanddownhisbedroom,couldrealisetheintentionofthepromisesto’findeverythingto-morrow,sir。’
  ’Oh,youcopper-nosedoldfool——youimpotentAcademician!’heshoutedatlast’DoyousupposeIwanttoshootmyself?TakethepistolinyoursillyshakinghandthenIfyoutouchit,itwillgooff,becauseit’sloaded。
  It’samongmycampaign-kitsomewhere——intheparcelatthebottomofthetrunk。’
  LongagoDickhadcarefullypossessedhimselfofaforty-poundweightfield-equipmentconstructedbytheknowledgeofhisownexperienceItwasthisput-awaytreasurethathewastryingtofindandrehandle。
  Mr。
  Beetonwhippedtherevolveroutofitsplaceonthetopofthepackage,andDickdrovehishandamongthekhakicoatandbreeches,theblueclothleg-bands,andtheheavyflannelshirtsdoubledoverapairofswan-neckspursUndertheseandthewater-bottlelayasketch-bookandapigskincaseofstationery。
  ’Thesewedon’twant;youcanhavethem,MrBeetonEverythingelseI’llkeepPack’emonthetopright-handsideofmytrunkWhenyou’vedonethatcomeintothestudiowithyourwifeIwantyouboth。
  Waitaminute;getmeapenandasheetofnotepaper。’
  Itisnotaneasythingtowritewhenyoucannotsee,andDickhadparticularreasonsforwishingthathisworkshouldbeclearSohebegan,followinghisrighthandwithhisleft:’“ThebadnessofthiswritingisbecauseIamblindandcannotseemypen。”
  H’mph!——evenalawyercan’tmistakethatItmustbesigned,Isuppose,butitneedn’tbewitnessedNowaninchlower——whydidIneverlearntouseatype-writer?——“Thisisthelastwillandtestamentofme,RichardHeldar。
  Iaminsoundbodilyandmentalhealth,andthereisnopreviouswilltorevoke。”——That’sallrightDamnthepen!WhereaboutsonthepaperwasI?——“IleaveeverythingthatIpossessintheworld,includingfourthousandpounds,andtwothousandsevenhundredandtwentyeightpoundsheldforme“——oh,Ican’tgetthisstraight。’Hetoreoffhalfthesheetandbeganagainwiththecautionaboutthehandwriting。
  Then:’I
  leaveallthemoneyIpossessintheworldto’——herefollowedMaisie’sname,andthenamesofthetwobanksthatheldthemoney。
  ’Itmayn’tbequiteregular,butnoonehasashadowofarighttodisputeit,andI’vegivenMaisie’saddressComein,MrBeetonThisismysignature;IwantyouandyourwifetowitnessitThanks。
  To-morrowyoumusttakemetothelandlordandI’llpayforfeitforleavingwithoutnotice,andI’lllodgethispaperwithhimincaseanythinghappenswhileI’mawayNowwe’regoingtolightupthestudiostoveStaywithme,andgivememypapersasIwant’em。’
  Nooneknowsuntilhehastriedhowfineablazeayear’saccumulationofbills,letters,anddocketscanmakeDickstuffedintothestoveeverydocumentinthestudio——savingonlythreeunopenedletters;
  destroyedsketch-books,roughnote-books,newandhalf-finishedcanvasesalike。
  ’Whatalotofrubbishatenantgetsabouthimifhestayslongenoughinoneplace,tobesure,’saidMrBeeton,atlast。
  ’HedoesIsthereanythingmoreleft?’Dickfeltroundthewalls。
  ’Notathing,andthestove’snighred-hot。’
  ’Excellent,andyou’velostaboutathousandpounds’worthofsketches。
  Ho!ho!Quiteathousandpounds’worth,ifIcanrememberwhatI
  usedtobe。’
  ’Yes,sir,’politelyMrBeetonwasquitesurethatDickhadgonemad,otherwisehewouldhaveneverpartedwithhisexcellentfurnitureforasongThecanvasthingstookupstorageroomandweremuchbetteroutoftheway。
  Thereremainedonlytoleavethelittlewillinsafehands:thatcouldnotbeaccomplishedtoto-morrowDickgropedaboutthefloorpickingupthelastpiecesofpaper,assuredhimselfagainandagainthatthereremainednowrittenwordorsignofhispastlifeindrawerordesk,andsatdownbeforethestovetillthefirediedoutandthecontractingironcrackedinthesilenceofthenight。