[Rhoda Fleming by George Meredith]@TWC D-Link bookRhoda Fleming CHAPTER X 16/19
People must think something of a man to trust him with that sum pretty near every day of their lives, Sundays excepted--eh? don't you think so ?" He dwelt upon the immense confidence reposed in him, and the terrible temptation it would be to some men, and how they ought to thank their stars that they were never thrown in the way of such a temptation, of which he really thought nothing at all--nothing! until the farmer's countenance was lightened of its air of oppression, for a puzzle was dissolved in his brain.
It was now manifest to him that Anthony was trusted in this extraordinary manner because the heads and managers of Boyne's Bank knew the old man to be possessed of a certain very respectable sum: in all probability they held it in their coffers for safety and credited him with the amount.
Nay, more; it was fair to imagine that the guileless old fellow, who conceived himself to be so deep, had let them get it all into their hands without any suspicion of their prominent object in doing so. Mr.Fleming said, "Ah, yes, surely." He almost looked shrewd as he smiled over Anthony's hat.
The healthy exercise of his wits relieved his apprehensive paternal heart; and when he mentioned that Dahlia had not been at home when he called, he at the same time sounded his hearer for excuses to be raised on her behalf, himself clumsily suggesting one or two, as to show that he was willing to swallow a very little for comfort. "Oh, of course!" said Anthony, jeeringly.
"Out? If you catch her in, these next three or four days, you'll be lucky.
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