into his property, but not until then,
Morgan had surprised the young gentleman, by saying that he had a little
sum of money, some fifty or a hundred pound, which he wanted to lay out
to advantage; perhaps the gentlemen in the Temple, knowing about affairs
and business and that, could help a poor fellow to a good investment?
Morgan would be very much obliged to Mr. Arthur, most grateful and
obliged indeed, if Arthur could tell him of one. When Arthur laughingly
replied, that he knew nothing about money matters, and knew no earthly
way of helping Morgan, the latter, with the utmost simplicity, was very
grateful, very grateful indeed, to Mr. Arthur, and if Mr. Arthur should
want a little money before his rents was paid, perhaps he would kindly
remember that his uncle's old and faithful servant had some as he would
like to put out: and be most proud if he could be useful anyways to any
of the family.

The Prince of Fairoaks, who was tolerably prudent and had no need of
ready money, would as soon have thought of borrowing from his uncle's
servant as of stealing the valet's pocket-handkerchief, and was on the
point of making some haughty reply to Morgan's offer, but was checked by
the humour of the transaction. Morgan a capitalist! Morgan offering to
lend to him--The joke was excellent. On the other hand, the man might be
quite innocent, and the proposal of money a simple offer of good-will.
So Arthur withheld the sarcasm that was rising to his lips, and
contented himself by declining Mr. Morgan's kind proposal. He mentioned
the matter to his uncle, however, and congratulated the latter on having
such a treasure in his service.

It was then that the Major said that he believed Morgan had been getting
devilish rich for a devilish long time; in fact, he had bought the house
in Bury Street, in which his master was a lodger and had actually made
a considerable sum of money, from his acquaintance with the Clavering
family and his knowledge obtained through his master that the Begum
would pay all her husband's debts, by buying up as many of the Baronet's
acceptances as he could raise money to purchase. Of these transactions
the Major, however, knew no more than most gentlemen do of their
servants, who live with us all our days and are strangers to us, so
strong custom is, and so pitiless the distinction between class and
class.

"So he offered to lend you money, did he?" the elder Pendennis remarked
to his nephew. "He's a dev'