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the model millionaire-第2章

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capital; dines off gold plate; and can prevent Russia going to war

when he chooses。'



'What on earth do you mean?' exclaimed Hughie。



'What I say;' said Trevor。  'The old man you saw to…day in the

studio was Baron Hausberg。  He is a great friend of mine; buys all

my pictures and that sort of thing; and gave me a commission a

month ago to paint him as a beggar。  QUE VOULEZ…VOUS?  LA FANTAISIE

D'UN MILLIONNAIRE!  And I must say he made a magnificent figure in

his rags; or perhaps I should say in my rags; they are an old suit

I got in Spain。'



'Baron Hausberg!' cried Hughie。  'Good heavens!  I gave him a

sovereign!' and he sank into an armchair the picture of dismay。



'Gave him a sovereign!' shouted Trevor; and he burst into a roar of

laughter。  'My dear boy; you'll never see it again。  SON AFFAIRE

C'EST L'ARGENT DES AUTRES。'



'I think you might have told me; Alan;' said Hughie sulkily; 'and

not have let me make such a fool of myself。'



'Well; to begin with; Hughie;' said Trevor; 'it never entered my

mind that you went about distributing alms in that reckless way。  I

can understand your kissing a pretty model; but your giving a

sovereign to an ugly one … by Jove; no!  Besides; the fact is that

I really was not at home to…day to any one; and when you came in I

didn't know whether Hausberg would like his name mentioned。  You

know he wasn't in full dress。'



'What a duffer he must think me!' said Hughie。



'Not at all。  He was in the highest spirits after you left; kept

chuckling to himself and rubbing his old wrinkled hands together。

I couldn't make out why he was so interested to know all about you;

but I see it all now。  He'll invest your sovereign for you; Hughie;

pay you the interest every six months; and have a capital story to

tell after dinner。'



'I am an unlucky devil;' growled Hughie。  'The best thing I can do

is to go to bed; and; my dear Alan; you mustn't tell any one。  I

shouldn't dare show my face in the Row。'



'Nonsense!  It reflects the highest credit on your philanthropic

spirit; Hughie。  And don't run away。  Have another cigarette; and

you can talk about Laura as much as you like。'



However; Hughie wouldn't stop; but walked home; feeling very

unhappy; and leaving Alan Trevor in fits of laughter。



The next morning; as he was at breakfast; the servant brought him

up a card on which was written; 'Monsieur Gustave Naudin; DE LA

PART DE M。 le Baron Hausberg。'  'I suppose he has come for an

apology;' said Hughie to himself; and he told the servant to show

the visitor up。



An old gentleman with gold spectacles and grey hair came into the

room; and said; in a slight French accent; 'Have I the honour of

addressing Monsieur Erskine?'



Hughie bowed。



'I have come from Baron Hausberg;' he continued。  'The Baron … '



'I beg; sir; that you will offer him my sincerest apologies;'

stammered Hughie。



'The Baron;' said the old gentleman with a smile; 'has commissioned

me to bring you this letter'; and he extended a sealed envelope。



On the outside was written; 'A wedding present to Hugh Erskine and

Laura Merton; from an old beggar;' and inside was a cheque for

10;000 pounds。



When they were married Alan Trevor was the best man; and the Baron

made a speech at the wedding breakfast。



'Millionaire models;' remarked Alan; 'are rare enough; but; by

Jove; model millionaires are rarer still!'

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