Anyhow, he made his fortune.'
'No!' cried Martin.
'Yes, he did,' said Bill. 'I know that, because he lost it all the day
after, in six-and-twenty banks as broke. He settled a lot of the notes
on his father, when it was ascertained that they was really stopped and
sent 'em over with a dutiful letter. I know that, because they was
shown down our yard for the old gentleman's benefit, that he might treat
himself with tobacco in the workus.'
'He was a foolish fellow not to take care of his money when he had it,'
said Martin, indignantly.
'There you're right,' said Bill, 'especially as it was all in paper, and
he might have took care of it so very easy, by folding it up in a small
parcel.'
Martin said nothing in reply, but soon afterwards fell asleep, and
remained so for an hour or more. When he awoke, finding it had ceased
to rain, he took his seat beside the driver, and asked him several
questions; as how long had the fortunate guard of the Light Salisbury
been in crossing the Atlantic; at what time of the year had he sailed;
what was the name of the ship in which he made the voyage; how much had
he paid for passage-money; did he suffer greatly from sea-sickness?
and so forth.
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