The real difficulty was that it would be at
least a month before the Squire could get a letter and Dennis could get
his money; but if we couldn't keep our heads above water for a month
we'd small chance of pushing our way in the world.
It is needless to say that I was willing to fall in with Dennis
O'Moore's plans, being only too thankful for such companions in my
wanderings. I said so, and added that what little money I had was to be
regarded as a common purse so long as it lasted.
When Alister was appealed to, he cast in his lot with no less
willingness, but it seemed that he must first look up a relation of his
mother's, who lived in Halifax, and to whom his mother had given him a
letter of introduction. Alister had never told us his history, and of
course we had not asked for it; but on this occasion some of it crept
out. His father had been the minister of a country parish in Scotland,
but he had died young, and Alister had been reared in poverty. Dennis
and I gathered that he had well-to-do relatives on his father's side,
but, as Dennis said, "more kinship than kindness about them.
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