He had given L1,000 to Alaric, and settled L150 a year on Gertrude, payable, of course, after his death.
This, indeed, was the bulk of what he had to give, and Mrs.
Woodward had seen with regret his exuberant munificence to one of her children.

But Gertrude was her child, and of course she could not complain.
And Charley was there, acting as best man.

It was just the place and just the work for Charley.

He forgot all his difficulties, all his duns, and also all his town delights.

Without a sigh he left his lady in Norfolk Street to mix gin-sling for other admirers, and felt no regret though four brother navvies were going to make a stunning night of it at the 'Salon de Seville dansant,' at the bottom of Holborn Hill.