I swore to her that he should never know want or hardship or--"
"There is only one way for you to take Napoleon away from me," said
Mr. Bingle, as Rouquin floundered for words to express himself. "And
that is to come up like a man and say that you are his father.
Whenever you can do that and whenever you can show me that you and his
mother are married to each other, I'll give him up to you, but not
before, you scum of the earth!"
Rouquin went very red in the face and then very pale, and his thin
lips set themselves in a ghastly smile.
"Good day, Rouquin," said Mr. Bingle, and went out of the bank.
Mr. Epps was annoyed because his customer kept him waiting for nearly
half-an-hour. He was exceedingly crabbed and disagreeable as they set
out to look at the flat which was to be the Bingle home, provided the
rent was paid regularly and promptly.
CHAPTER XV
DECEMBER
The proverbial church-mouse was no worse off than Mr. Bingle at the
end of the fifth month of his reduction. Indeed, it is more than
probable that the church-mouse would be conceded a distinct advantage
in many particulars.
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