Manchurian Books

... "I left out one factor
in the Union Pacific analysis."
"DID you?" I said, struck by the sudden chance in his voice. "But you
don't mean?"
I stopped and turned on him in the narrow sandy rut of pathway and he
stopped likewise.
"I do, George. I DO mean. It's bust me! I'm a bankrupt here and now."
"Then--?"
"The shop's bust too. I shall have to get out of that."
"And me?"
"Oh, you!--YOU'RE all right. You can transfer your apprenticeship,
and--er--well, I'm not the sort of man to be careless with trust funds,
you can be sure. I kept that aspect in mind. There's some of it left
George--trust me!--quite a decent little sum."
"But you and aunt?"
"It isn't QUITE the way we meant to leave Wimblehurst, George; but we
shall have to go. Sale; all the things shoved about and ticketed--lot
a hundred and one. Ugh!... It's been a larky little house in some ways.
The first we had. Furnishing--a spree in its way.... Very happy..." His
face winced at some memory. "Let's go on, George," he said shortly, near
choking, I could see.


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