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the dividend on the shares of the Washab and Roria Railway have fallen off terribly, but--" "What railway?" asked Laidlaw quickly. "The Washab and Roria. Somewhere in the United States," said Liz. "H'm! I was readin' the papers yestreen," said David. "Ye see, I'm fond o' fishin' aboot odd corners o' the papers--the money market, an' stocks, an' the like--an' I noticed that vera railway--owin' to its daft-like name, nae doot--an' its deevidends are first-rate. Ye could sell oot enow at a high profit gin ye like." "Indeed? You must be mistaken, I think," replied the old woman, "for I 'ave 'ad almost nothink for a year or two. You see, my landlord, who takes charge of these matters for me--" "That's Mr Lockhart the lawyer, ye mean?" "Yes. He says they're losing money now, and there was no dividend at all last half-year." "H'm! that _is_ strange," said David, stroking his chin, "uncommon-- strange!" "D'you think Mr Lockhart has made a mistake, Mr Laidlaw?" asked Susan hopefully. "Ay, I think he _hes_ made a mistake. But 'oo'll see. An' noo, to change the subjec', I'll tell 'ee aboot some o' the adventur's I had last nicht." From this point David Laidlaw entertained old Liz and Susy and Tommy Splint, who had by that time joined them, with a graphic account of his adventures in the slums, in the telling of which he kept his audience in fits of laughter, yet spoke at times with such pathos that Susan was almost moved to tears. "Noo, I must away," he said at length, rising. "I've got partikler business in haund. Come wi' me, Tammy. I'll want 'ee, and I'll come back sune to see ye, auld Liz. Dinna ye tak' on aboot losin' yer place, Su--, Miss Blake, lass. Ye'll git a better place afore lang--tak' my word for 't." On the way down-stairs Laidlaw and his little companion passed a tall gentleman and two ladies who were ascending. Ere the foot of the stair was reached, loud exclamations of recognition and joy were heard in the regions above. "I say!" exclaimed Tommy Splint, with wide-open eyes, "ain't they a-goin' of it up there? Let's go back an' listen." "Na, ye wee rascal, we'll no' gang back. If ye want to be freen's wi' me ye'll no daur to putt yer lug to keyholes. Come awa'. It's nae business o' yours or mine." They had not gone far in the direction of Chancery Lane when, to their surprise, they met Sam Blake, who had changed his mind about the visit to Liverpool. David at
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