The Illegal Marriage — page 88: what you’re looking at

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80 THE ILLEGAL MARRIAGE. miserable young man, and, bowing his head upon the table, he hid his face in his hand. “T’ll take a bit of paper to that effect, if you please. I don’t doubt you as a lawyer, in course not, but as a forger, I’d rayther have the lO U in my pocket, d’ye seer” Guerry tried in vain to avoid this, but had to yield, and sat down to write at old Hawks’ dicta- tion. The latter folded the paper and put it in his pocket. “Now for the cash in hand.” “Upon my honor, Iswear to you that I have no money, Hawks! I don’t know where to get it— indeed I do not.” “Suppose I tell ye—find another Widder Carter.” “Hush! for Heaven’s sake, hush! Do you want to ruin me?” Old Hawks laughed loudly, and _ facetiously chucked the suffering young man in the side with his thumb. “Joke, you know. Ill tell you where to get the money; borrow it.” “From whom.could I borrow it? You know that Icannot. You are trying to torture me, Hawks, and what’s the use of doing that. I have borrowed and begged to give to you, and if my life depended on it, I could not raise any more.” “You air a chicken-hearted fellar,” said old Hawks, sneeringly. “I s’poseif I tell you where you can borrow a pile, you’ll have scruples agin it.” “T would get you the money if I cout Hawks; but nobody willlend it to me.” “Set down agin, and I[’ll tell youa story. ’Tother day I shot at some game of my own on the wing, and jest barked ub Jn course I follered up for an- comicbooks.com —