Emmanuel Burden, merchant, of Thames St., in the city of London, exporter of hardware : a record of his lineage, speculations, last days and death . did not answer. That fellow Appott. Mr Barnetts bighead wagged slowly in disapproval, he isobstinate—but he is Alright. Aha.^Not * Mr Barnet groped with his righthand as though to lay it upon Mr Burdensknee ; but, finding in the way the arm of thedeep chair on which he sat, he patted thataffectionately instead, and closed his eyesagain, and was silent. The younger and more active, though lesser,mind of Cosmo, came to the aid of Mr Barnett
Emmanuel Burden, merchant, of Thames St., in the city of London, exporter of hardware : a record of his lineage, speculations, last days and death . did not answer. That fellow Appott. Mr Barnetts bighead wagged slowly in disapproval, he isobstinate—but he is Alright. Aha.^Not * Mr Barnet groped with his righthand as though to lay it upon Mr Burdensknee ; but, finding in the way the arm of thedeep chair on which he sat, he patted thataffectionately instead, and closed his eyesagain, and was silent. The younger and more active, though lesser,mind of Cosmo, came to the aid of Mr Barnett,whom fatigue, coupled with his remainingdifficulties in the English tongue, had led intosome vagueness of expression. Cosmo wasthe better fitted to speak, from the fact thatMr Barnett, earlier in the evening, when hismood had been for some reason more sprightly,had fully explained how and why Mr Abbottwas necessary to the MKorio. Father, said Cosmo, rapidly, you knowhow very few men there are in London whoknow one subject; Mr Abbott really doesknow the Delta. That is the whole I am not sure that Mr Barnett quiteunderstands . .. MR BURDEN 211 Mr Barnett smiled and grunted; he wasfollowing, but indistinctly. 0( course you know the difficulty, and Isuppose I know it too. It all comes fromwhat is finest in his nature; but the suspicionis intolerable, father. And that is anotherreason why he ought to come in. After this lucid sequence of ideas, Cosmo,who was standing with his hand on the tablelooking anxiously at his father across thelamplight, said, with real earnestness, Wemus^ get him to come in. Mr Barnett opened his eyes rather widelyand suddenly, and said : Ah! Yes! He most come in. That is so. He nodded wisely ; then, had not breedingforbidden him, he would have gone to sleep. He fought against the temptation success-fully, straightened himself a little in his chair,and pursued the attack upon Mr Burden in amanner the efficiency of which was onlymarred by his ext
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