"Is not my house full of your presents"--
cried the stout little old lady--"have I not reason to be grateful to all
the Newcomes--yes, to all the Newcomes;--for Miss Ethel and her family
have come to me every year for months, and I don't quarrel with them, and
I won't, although you do, sir? Is not this shawl--are not these jewels
that I wear," she continued, pointing to those well-known ornaments, "my
dear Colonel's gift? Did you not relieve my brother Charles in this
country and procure for him his place in India? Yes, my dear friend--and
though you have been imprudent in money matters, my obligations towards
you, and my gratitude, and my affection are always the same." Thus Miss
Honeyman spoke, with somewhat of a quivering voice at the end of her
little oration, but with exceeding state and dignity--for she believed
that her investment of two hundred pounds in that unlucky B. B. C., which
failed for half a million, was a sum of considerable importance, and gave
her a right to express her opinion to the Managers.
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