You know yourself,
however, that he has not a moment for anything at the present time but
this confounded election. The contest will be a sharp one, but when it
is over we will take care of you."
"Yes, but it will then be too late," replied Bryan; "I will be then a
ruined man."
"But, my dear Bryan, will you put no confidence in your friends? I tell
you you will not be ruined. If they follow up the matter so as to injure
you, we shall have the whole affair overhauled, and justice done you;
otherwise we shall bring it before Parliament."
"That may be all very well," replied Bryan, "but it is rather odd that
he has not taken a single step in it yet."
"The memorial is before the Board," said the other, "for some time, and
we expect an answer every day."
"But I know to the contrary," replied Bryan, "for here is a letther from
the Secretary stating that no such memorial ever came before them."
"Never mind that," replied Fethertonge, "he may not have seen it. The
Secretary! Lord bless you, he never reads a tenth of the memorials that
go in. Show me the letter. See there now--he did not write it all; don't
you see his signature is in a different, hand? Why will you not put
confidence in your friends, Bryan?"
"Because," replied the independent and honest young fellow, "I don't
think they're entitled to it--from me.
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