"That's your
tone, is it? I might have known! That's all you can say, is it? To
see me ruin my life and then reproach me! Ruin my life! It's not
I that's ruined my life. It's you. There, now I've told you! I can
see things now. What sort of a chance have I ever had? What sort
of a home have I ever had? Have I ever had a mother? When I was a
kid did I ever have a mother like other kids have? I can see things
now. A mother! I can't ever remember a time when I wasn't in the
charge of some servant or governess or other. You said this afternoon
before father that I didn't love you. Did you ever teach me to love
you? By God, I can't remember it. By God, I can't."
Strike on!
Also that trick, touching a sum of money, upon his father. When
he first made known his marriage, and it was obvious he must have
his way and be set up to start in life, he had also, as he had said,
the chance of a lucrative business. It was the kind of thing he
liked. It was the kind of thing he was keen on. It was a motor-car
business. There was a little syndicate that was putting a new car
on the market. They'd got works, just outside London somewhere.
They'd got show-rooms in the West End. And they'd got an absolutely
first-class article. That chap Telfer was one of the directors; a
first-class chap called Turner was another; they'd let him in for
eight thousand pounds and he'd be absolutely set up for life and
be pulling in an immense fortune in no time.
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