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hen he doubted the significance of her words. "You have already half my income," he said, slowly. She shrugged her shoulders. "A thousand a year! What can one do on that? To live decently in town one needs much more." "It is as much as I can offer," he remarked, stiffly. "Then you should earn money," she declared. "It's easy enough for men with brains. Go back into politics instead of idling your time away down in Blakely. I mean it! I've no patience with men who have a right to a place in the world which they won't fill." "Surely," he remonstrated, "I may be allowed to choose the manner of my life!" "If you can afford to--yes," she answered. "But I want one of two things. The first seems to scare you to death even to think of. The second is more money--a good deal more money." "But," he protested, "even if I did as you suggested, and went back into politics, it would be some time, if ever, before I should be any better off." "I will wait until that time comes," she answered, "provided that when it does, you share with me." Then Mannering understood. "Upon my word," he exclaimed, "you are an apt conspirator indeed. All this time you have been fooling me. I even fancied--bah! How much is Borrowdean giving you for this?" "Nothing at all," she answered, coolly. "It is my own sincere desire for your welfare which has prompted all that I have said to you. I am ambitious for you, Lawrence. I should like to see you Prime Minister. I am sure you could be if you tried. You are letting your talents rust, and I don't approve of it!" The faint note of mockery in her tone was clearly apparent. Mannering found it hard to answer her calmly. "Come," he said, "put it into plain words. What does it mean? What do you want?" "Sir Leslie tells me," she said, raising her eyes and looking him in the face, "that his party is prepared to find you a safe seat to-morrow. I want you to give up your hermit's life and accept it." "And the alternative?" "You have it already before you. Your reception of it was not, I must admit, altogether flattering." "I am allowed," he said, "some short space of time for consideration?" "Until to-morrow, if you wish," she answered. "I imagine you know pretty well what you mean to do." He picked up his hat and turned towards the door. "Yes," he said, "I suppose I do!" BOOK II CHAPTER I BORROWDEAN MAKES A BARGAIN Borrowdean sank into the chair
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