“Because it has come in since.”
“Look here, Crimp,” said Roland, “you’d better wait till you hear from my father before you begin on this suit.”
“Why should I?”
“I don’t believe he will allow Oliver to have such a high-priced suit.”
Mr. Crimp had had orders from Mr. Kenyon that very afternoon to follow Oliver’s directions implicitly, but he did not choose to say this to Roland. The truth was, he was provoked at the liberty the ill-bred boy took in addressing him without a title, and he didn’t see fit to enlighten him on this point.
“You must excuse me,” he said. “Oliver has ordered the suit, and I shall not take such a 佛山桑拿小姐qq群 liberty with him as to question his order.”
“I rather think my father will have something to say about that,” said Roland. “I 广州佛山桑拿按摩全套 presume you expect him to pay your bill.”
“The bill will be paid; I am not afraid of that. Why shouldn’t it be?”
“You may have to depend on Oliver to pay it himself.”
“Well, he has money enough, or ought to have,” said the tailor significantly. “His mother left a large property.”
Roland did not like the turn the conversation was taking, and stalked out of the shop.
“Crimp is getting impudent,” he said to himself. “If there was another good tailor in the village I would patronize him.”
However, Roland had one other resource, and this consoled him.
“I’ll tell my father, and we’ll see if he don’t put a stop to it,” he thought. “Oliver will find he can’t do just as he likes. I wish Crimp would make the suit, 佛山桑拿葵花蒲点 and then father refuse to pay for it. It would teach him a lesson.”
Roland selected the supper-table for the revelation of 佛山桑拿网论坛 what he supposed to be Oliver’s unauthorized conduct.
“I met Oliver coming out of Crimp’s this afternoon,” he commenced.
Oliver did not appear alarmed at this opening. He continued to eat his toast in silence.
As no one said anything, Roland continued:
“He had just been ordering a new suit of clothes.”
“Did you find any cloth to suit you, Oliver?” asked Mr. Kenyon.
“Yes, sir, I found a very nice piece.”
“I should think it was nice. It was the dearest in Crimp’s stock!” said Roland.
“How do you know?” asked Oliver quickly.
“Crimp told me so.”
“Then you went in and enquired,” said Oliver, his lip curling.
“Yes, I did.”
“I am glad you selected a good article, Oliver,” said Mr. Kenyon quietly. “It 佛山按摩论坛 will wear longer.”
Roland stared at his father in open-mouthed amazement. He so fully anticipated getting Oliver into hot water that his father quite disconcerted him.
“His suit is going to be better than mine,” he grumbled, in a tone of vexation.
“That is your own fault. Why didn’t you select the same cloth?” asked his father.
“It is some new cloth that has just come in.”
“You can make it up next time,” said Mr. Kenyon; “your suit seems to me to be a very nice one.”
This was all the satisfaction Roland got.
The next day he met Mr. Crimp in the street.
“Well, does your father object to Oliver’s order?” he asked with a smile.
Roland was too provoked to notice what he regarded as an impertinent question.
CHAPTER 佛山桑拿按摩站街 VIII. A DANGEROUS LETTER.
T HERE are some men who seem to be utterly destitute of principle. These are the men who 佛山桑拿天堂网 in cold blood show themselves guilty of the most appalling crimes if their interest requires it. They are more detestable than those who, a prey to strong passion, are hurried into the commission
of acts which in their cooler moments they deeply regret.
To the first class belonged Mr. Kenyon, who, as we have already seen, had committed his wife to the horrible confinement of a mad-house that he might be free to spend her fortune. Hitherto he had not injured Oliver, though he had made his life uncomfortable; but the time was coming when our hero would be himself in peril. It was because he foresaw that Oliver might need to be removed that he began to treat him with unusual indulgence.
“Should anything happen,” he 佛山桑拿洗浴 said to himself, “this will disarm suspicion.”
The time came sooner than he anticipated. Action was precipitated by a 广州佛山桑拿论坛 most unlooked-for occurrence, which filled the soul of the guilty husband with terror.