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Systems Analysis and Design 6Th Edition Full Chapter
Systems Analysis and Design 6Th Edition Full Chapter
Systems Analysis and Design 6Th Edition Full Chapter
Language: English
EGLANTON THORNE
London
CONTENTS
CHAPTER
I. OLD BETTS
II. A NEIGHBOUR
V. UNRIGHTEOUS GAIN
IX. RESTITUTION
AN ELDER BROTHER
CHAPTER I
OLD BETTS
THERE are persons for whom no shop has a greater
attraction than a second-hand book-shop. It may be that
they have a passion for collecting the old and rare, and love
to turn over the well-thumbed, dusty volumes, in the hope
of lighting upon a treasure in the form of a first edition, or a
work long out of print. Or they may be drawn merely by a
desire to acquire cheaply the coveted book which their
poverty will not permit them to purchase fresh from the
publisher. Whatever the nature of the attraction, the shop of
Michael Betts, which stood a few years ago at the corner of
a narrow, quiet street in Bloomsbury, had for such
individuals, an irresistible fascination.
He had kept that corner shop for nearly thirty years, and
though his business had steadily grown during that period,
he had managed it without assistance. It might be that he
would have done better had he not attempted to carry it on
single-handed. He was a young man when he started the
business, but now that he was on the borderland of old age
he might have found the help of a youth of much service.
But Michael judged otherwise. He "was not fond of boys,"
he said. He felt that he had not the patience to train one.
"Is Noel older than you?" asked Michael, who was beginning
to feel interested in the child's frank confidences.
"Oh dear no," said Betts, smiling as he shook his head; "life
wouldn't be long enough for that, missy. But I think I know
something about most of them, though."
"I glad?" said Mr. Betts, looking puzzled. "I don't understand
you."
"When you read about it, I mean," said Margery. "But p'raps
it's so long ago that you have forgotten. Mother says the
burden means sin, and every one has that burden to carry
till Jesus takes it away. Have you lost your burden, Mr.
Betts?"
"My burden?" repeated Betts, more puzzled than ever.
"Oh, Mr. Betts! Never in all your life! And you have lived so
many years! What a very, very good man you must be!
Why, I am always doing naughty things, though I do try to
be good. And I thought everybody did wrong things
sometimes. But never in all your life—"
"Well, here's the book, little missy, if you like to take it,"
said Michael, finding her remarks embarrassing, and
wishing to put an end to them. "The price is one shilling and
fourpence."
"That'll do, thank you, miss. Any day that you're passing
you may bring me the fourpence."
"Oh, thank you, Mr. Betts!" said Margery, delighted. "I won't
forget. How pleased Noel will be! But I must go now, or
nurse will be angry. I expect she will say it was naughty of
me to come alone. Good-bye, Mr. Betts."
"Mr. Betts," she said, thrusting her pretty head inside the
door again.
"Well, missy?"
"Is it, miss?" said Michael, with a grim smile. "Well, don't
you trouble your pretty self about me. It's all right. There's
some things, you know, that little folks can't understand."
"Oh, there are, I know, lots. I'm always finding that out. But
it's horrid not to be able to understand. Well, good-bye."