Penny Dreadfuls, 1891 · page 33 of 321
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SHALED LIPS. 25 account. Your return has made me forget the past six years in our life, and, seeing you before me, I imagine that it is still the same as when my thoughts said ‘we,’ but my lips ‘I.’ ” “And I? Did it take me long to return to my old habits of eating your bread and sleeping under your roof? Even when I left to seek my fortune, it was with your money. Do not be uneasy, I bring it back, but just what you gave me, without the shight- est addition.” “T did hope so much to see you rich some day.” “An O’Farrellrich! You arecrazy! Money with us is like truth among rogues, an exception never lasting. Many a time since my ancestor followed James II. into beautiful France we have met with bad luck, and on my own part I can pride myself upon keeping up the reputation of the family. God be praised, I have a firm grip.” “Was your plantation a complete failure?” “Yes andno. I obtained some superb crops. I had piles of coffee and mountains of sugar cane. As totobacco I put it in ricks like hay. I can prove it, for there isnotaleaf of itgone. Itis all there.” | “Well, what then?” “Well, crops are good for nothing if you cannot sell them, and that is what I never coulddo. My products were as detestable as abundant. My coffee smelled of tobacco, my tobacco of nothing, and was obliged to bring it to Paris for my own personal Gomicbooks (E(@)