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l the next allowance is due. Well; something will turn up, I suppose! It’s always the darkest the hour before the dawn, and, financially speaking, it’s pitch black at the present moment. Let’s pretend Uncle Bernard suddenly appeared upon the scene, and presented us each with a handsome cheque.”

“I’m tired of Uncle Bernard! Ever since I was a child I have heard about him and his eccentricities, and his house, and his wealth, and that we were his nearest relatives, and that some day he would surely remember us, and break his silence; but he never has, so now I look upon him as a sort of mythological figure who has no real existence. If he cared anything about us he would have written long ago. I expect he has forgotten our very existence, and left all his money to charities.”

“I expect he has, but it’s fun to pretend. Suppose he remembered my birthday and sent me a ten-pound note! Fancy me, my dear, with a whole ten pounds to spend as I liked. What fun we’d have! Most of it would have to go in use