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f it.”
“I don’t know who should have money to play with, if [Ссылки могут видеть только зарегистрированные пользователи. Зарегистрироваться...] it isn’t them as can borrow money without paying interest,” said Mr. Tulliver, who wished to get into a slight quarrel; it was the most natural and easy introduction to calling in money.
“I know I’m behind with the interest,” said Mr. Moss, “but I was so unlucky wi’ the wool last year; and what with the Missis being laid up so, things have gone awk’arder nor usual.”
“Ay,” snarled Mr. Tulliver, “there’s folks as things ‘ull allays go awk’ard with; empty sacks ‘ull never stand upright.”
“Well, I don’t know what fault you’ve got to find wi’ me, Mr. Tulliver,” said Mr. Moss, deprecatingly; “I know there isn’t a day-laborer works harder.”
“What’s the use o’ that,” said Mr. Tulliver, sharply, “when a man marries, and’s got no capital to work his farm but his wife’s bit o’ [Ссылки могут видеть только зарегистрированные пользователи. Зарегистрироваться...] fortin? I was against it from the first; but you’d neither of you listen to me. And I can’t lie out o’ my money any longer, for I’ve got to pay five hundred o’ Mrs. Glegg’s, and there’ll be Tom an expense to me. I should find myself short, even saying [Ссылки могут видеть только зарегистрированные пользователи. Зарегистрироваться...] I’d got back all as is my own. You must look about and see how you can pay me the three hundred pound.”
“Well, if that’s what you mean,” said Mr. Moss, looking blankly before him, “we’d better be sold up, and ha’ done with it; I must part wi’ every head o’ stock I’ve got, to pay you and the landlord too.”
Poor relations are undeniably irritating [Ссылки могут видеть только зарегистрированные пользователи. Зарегистрироваться...] — their existence is so entirely uncalled for on our part, and they are almost always very [Ссылки могут видеть только зарегистрированные пользователи. Зарегистрироваться...] faulty people. Mr. Tulliver had succeeded in getting quite as much irritated with Mr. Moss as he had desired, and he was able to say angrily, rising from his seat —
“Well, you must do as you can. I can’t find money for everybody else as well as myself. I must look to my own business and my own family. I [Ссылки могут видеть только зарегистрированные пользователи. Зарегистрироваться...] can’t lie out o’ my money any longer. You must raise it as quick as you can.”
Mr. Tulliver walked abruptly out of the arbor as he uttered the last sentence, and, without looking round at Mr. Moss, went on to the kitchen door, where the eldest boy was holding his horse, and his sister was waiting in a state of wondering alarm, which was not without its alleviations, for baby was making pleasant gurgling sounds, and performing a great deal of finger practice on the faded face. Mrs. Moss had eight children, but could never overcome her regret that the twins had not lived. Mr. Moss thought their removal was not without its consolations. “Won’t you come in, brother?” she said, looking anxiously at her husband, who was walking slowly up, while Mr. Tulliver had his foot already in the stirrup.
“No, no; good-by,” said he, turning his horse’s head, and riding away.
No man could feel more resolute till he got outside the yard gate, [Ссылки могут видеть только зарегистрированные пользователи. Зарегистрироваться...] and a little way along the deep-rutted lane; but before he reached the next turning, which would take him out of sight of the dilapida