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wasted in dingy ante…rooms （and of all anterooms those of editors
appear to me to be the dreariest）； he got a bona fide offer of
employment from one of the first class weekly papers through an
introduction I was able to get for him from one who had powerful
influence with the paper in question。 The editor sent him a dozen
long books upon varied and difficult subjects； and told him to
review them in a single article within a week。 In one book there
was an editorial note to the effect that the writer was to be
condemned。 Ernest particularly admired the book he was desired to
condemn； and feeling how hopeless it was for him to do anything like
justice to the books submitted to him； returned them to the editor。
At last one paper did actually take a dozen or so of articles from
him； and gave him cash down a couple of guineas apiece for them； but
having done this it expired within a fortnight after the last of
Ernest's articles had appeared。 It certainly looked very much as if
the other editors knew their business in declining to have anything
to do with my unlucky godson。
I was not sorry that he failed with periodical literature； for
writing for reviews or newspapers is bad training for one who may
aspire to write works of more permanent interest。 A young writer
should have more time for reflection than he can get as a
contributor to the daily or even weekly press。 Ernest himself；
however； was chagrined at finding how unmarketable he was。 〃Why；〃
he said to me； 〃If I was a well…bred horse； or sheep； or a pure…bred
pigeon or lop…eared rabbit I should be more saleable。 If I was even
a cathedral in a colonial town people would give me something； but
as it is they do not want me〃； and now that he was well and rested
he wanted to set up a shop again； but this； of course； I would not
hear of。
〃What care I；〃 said he to me one day； 〃about being what they call a
gentleman？〃 And his manner was almost fierce。
〃What has being a gentleman ever done for me except make me less
able to prey and more easy to be preyed upon？ It has changed the
manner of my being swindled； that is all。 But for your kindness to
me I should be penniless。 Thank heaven I have placed my children
where I have。〃
I begged him to keep quiet a little longer and not talk about taking
a shop。
〃Will being a gentleman；〃 he said； 〃bring me money at the last； and
will anything bring me as much peace at the last as money will？
They say that those who have riches enter hardly into the kingdom of
Heaven。 By Jove； they do； they are like Struldbrugs； they live and
live and live and are happy for many a long year after they would
have entered into the kingdom of Heaven if they had been poor。 I
want to live long and to raise my children； if I see they would be
happier for the raising； that is what I want； and it is not what I
am doing now that will help me。 Being a gentleman is a luxury which
I cannot afford； therefore I do not want it。 Let me go back to my
shop again； and do things for people which they want done and will
pay me for doing for them。 They know what they want and what is
good for them better than I can tell them。〃
It was hard to deny the soundness of this； and if he had been
dependent only on the 300 pounds a year which he was getting from me
I should have advised him to open his shop again next morning。 As
it was； I temporised and raised obstacles； and quieted him from time
to time as best I could。
Of course he read Mr Darwin's books as fast as they came out and
adopted evolution as an article of faith。 〃It seems to me；〃 he said
once； 〃that I am like one of those caterpillars which； if they have
been interrupted in making their hammock； must begin again from the
beginning。 So long as I went back a long way down in the social
scale I got on all right； and should have made money but for Ellen；
when I try to take up the work at a higher stage I fail completely。〃
I do not know whether the analogy holds good or not； but I am sure
Ernest's instinct was right in telling him that after a heavy fall
he had better begin life again at a very low stage； and as I have
just said； I would have let him go back to his shop if I had not
known what I did。
As the time fixed upon by his aunt drew nearer I prepared him more
and more for what was coming； and at last； on his twenty…eighth
birthday； I was able to tell him all and to show him the letter
signed by his aunt upon her death…bed to the effect that I was to
hold the money in trust for him。 His birthday happened that year
（1863） to be on a Sunday； but on the following day I transferred his
shares into his own name； and presented him with the account books
which he had been keeping for the last year and a half。
In spite of all that I had done to prepare him； it was a long while
before I could get him actually to believe that the money was his
own。 He did not say muchno more did I； for I am not sure that I
did not feel as much moved at having brought my long trusteeship to
a satisfactory conclusion as Ernest did at finding himself owner of
more than 70；000 pounds。 When he did speak it was to jerk out a
sentence or two of reflection at a time。 〃If I were rendering this
moment in music；〃 he said； 〃I should allow myself free use of the
augmented sixth。〃 A little later I remember his saying with a laugh
that had something of a family likeness to his aunt's： 〃It is not
the pleasure it causes me which I enjoy so； it is the pain it will
cause to all my friends except yourself and Towneley。〃
I said： 〃You cannot tell your father and motherit would drive
them mad。〃
〃No； no； no；〃 said he； 〃it would be too cruel； it would be like
Isaac offering up Abraham and no thicket with a ram in it near at
hand。 Besides why should I？ We have cut each other these four
years。〃
CHAPTER LXXXII
It almost seemed as though our casual mention of Theobald and
Christina had in some way excited them from a dormant to an active
state。 During the years that had elapsed since they last appeared
upon the scene they had remained at Battersby； and had concentrated
their affection upon their other children。
It had been a bitter pill to Theobald to lose his power of plaguing
his first…born； if the truth were known I believe he had felt this
more acutely than any disgrace which might have been shed upon him
by Ernest's imprisonment。 He had made one or two attempts to reopen
negotiations through me； but I never said anything about them to
Ernest； for I knew it would upset him。 I wrote； however； to
Theobald that I had found his son inexorable； and recommended him
for the present； at any rate； to desist from returning to the
subject。 This I thought would be at once what Ernest would like
best and Theobald least。
A few days； however； after Ernest had come into his property； I
received a letter from Theobald enclosing one for Ernest which I
could not withhold。
The letter ran thus：…
〃To my son Ernest；Although you have more than once rejected my
overtures I appeal yet again to your better nature。 Your mother；
who has long been ailing； is； I believe； near her end； she is unable
to keep anything on her st