She and the baby are coming to live
with us."
Jack replied that he would make it his business to do so, with
pleasure, and after giving his uncle the details of Garry's death
he finally arrived at the tangled condition of his affairs.
Breen promptly interrupted him.
"Yes, so Corinne told me. She was in here one day last week and
wanted to borrow ten thousand dollars. I told her it didn't grow
on trees. Suppose I had given it to her? Where would it be now.
Might as well have thrown it in the waste-basket. So I shut down
on the whole business--had to."
Jack waited until his uncle had relieved his mind. The state of
the market had something to do with his merciless point of view;
increasing irritability, due to loss of sleep, and his habits had
more. The outburst over, Jack said in a calm direct voice,
watching the effect of the words as a gunner watches a shell from
his gun:
"Will you lend it to me, sir?"
Arthur was pacing his private office, casting about in his mind
how to terminate the interview, when Jack's shot overhauled him.
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