The Card, a Story of Adventure in the Five Towns eBook

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it.  The price of its death was no trifle, but it was less than a year’s profits of the Signal.  Denry considered that he had been “done.”  But in the depths of his heart he was glad that he had been done.  He had had too disconcerting a glimpse of the rigours and perils of journalism to wish to continue it.  He had scored supremely and, for him, to score was life itself.  His reputation as a card was far, far higher than ever.  Had he so desired, he could have been elected to the House of Commons on the strength of his procession and fete.

Mr Myson, somewhat scandalised by the exuberance of his partner, returned to Manchester.

And the Signal, subsequently often referred to as “The Old Lady,” resumed its monopolistic sway over the opinions of a quarter of a million of people, and has never since been attacked.




When Denry at a single stroke “wherreted” his mother and proved his adventurous spirit by becoming the possessor of one of the first motor-cars ever owned in Bursley, his instinct naturally was to run up to Councillor Cotterill’s in it.  Not that he loved Councillor Cotterill, and therefore wished to make him a partaker in his joy; for he did not love Councillor Cotterill.  He had never been able to forgive Nellie’s father for those patronising airs years and years before at Llandudno, airs indeed which had not even yet disappeared from Cotterill’s attitude towards Denry.  Though they were Councillors on the same Town Council, though Denry was getting richer and Cotterill was assuredly not getting richer, the latter’s face and tone always seemed to be saying to Denry:  “Well, you are not doing so badly for a beginner.”  So Denry did not care to lose an opportunity of impressing Councillor Cotterill.  Moreover, Denry had other reasons for going up to the Cotterills.  There existed a sympathetic bond between him and Mrs Cotterill, despite her prim taciturnity and her exasperating habit of sitting with her hands pressed tight against her body and one over the other.  Occasionally he teased her—­and she liked being teased.  He had glimpses now and then of her secret soul; he was perhaps the only person in Bursley thus privileged.  Then there was Nellie.  Denry and Nellie were great friends.  For the rest of the world she had grown up, but not for Denry, who treated her as the chocolate child; while she, if she called him anything, called him respectfully “Mr.”

The Cotterills had a fairly large old house with a good garden “up Bycars Lane,” above the new park and above all those red streets which Mr Cotterill had helped to bring into being.  Mr Cotterill built new houses with terra-cotta facings for others, but preferred an old one in stucco for himself.  His abode had been saved from the parcelling out of several Georgian estates.  It was dignified. 

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