The Open Door, and the Portrait. - Stories of the Seen and the Unseen. by Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant
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difference to me. I am quite content if I get my money, even out of your
pockets,--so long as it amuses you. But as my collector, you know, which you are good enough to propose to be--" "Of course I should act under your orders," I said; "but at least you might be sure that I would not commit you to any--to any--" I paused for a word. "Act of oppression," he said, with a smile--"piece of cruelty, exaction--there are half-a-dozen words--" "Sir--" I cried. "Stop, Phil, and let us understand each other. I hope I have always been a just man. I do my duty on my side, and I expect it from others. It is your benevolence that is cruel. I have calculated anxiously how much credit it is safe to allow; but I will allow no man, or woman either, to go beyond what he or she can make up. My law is fixed. Now you understand. My agents, as you call them, originate nothing; they execute only what I decide--" "But then no circumstances are taken into account,--no bad luck, no evil chances, no loss unexpected." "There are no evil chances," he said; "there is no bad luck; they reap as they sow. No, I don't go among them to be cheated by their stories, and spend quite unnecessary emotion in sympathizing with them. You will find it much better for you that I don't. I deal with them on a general rule, made, I assure you, not without a great deal of thought." |
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