THE BET-SHORT STORY REVIEW PROJECT
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- it obliged the lawyer to remain exactly fifteen years from twelve o'clock of November 14th, 1870, to twelve o'clock of November 14th, 1885. The least attempt on his part to violate the conditions, to escape if only for two minutes before the time freed the banker from the obligation to pay him the two millions. As every freedom was snatched from him, he could only read and so he read quite hungrily.
- OH NO!! WHY DID I HAVE TO EVER GIVE THAT PARTY.....
- I WOULD CHOOSE INPRISONMENT
- A LAWYER
- 15 YEARS EARLIER..A RICH BANKER HAD GIVEN A PARTY WHERE AN INTERESTING DEBATE OVER CAPITAL PUNISHMNET AND LIFE INPRISONMENT WAS GOING ON
- They're both equally immoral..because their purpose is the same
- A SCHOLAR
- THE BANKER
- capital punishment is more moral.Execution kills instantly, life-imprisonment kills by degrees
- The banker who was then younger and more nervous suddenly lost his temper and turning to the young lawyer, cried out:
- then I bet I'll stay not five but fifteen!!
- It's a lie. I bet you two millions you wouldn't stick in a cell even for five years.
- Fifteen years before he had too many millions to count, but now he was afraid to ask himself which he had more of, money or debts. Gambling on the Stock-Exchange, risky speculation, and the recklessness of which he could not rid himself even in old age, had gradually brought his business to decay; and now he highly regretted his behaviour.
- That cursed bet!!Why didn't the man die? He's only forty years old. He will take away my last farthing, marry, enjoy life, gamble on the Exchange
- The only escape from bankruptcy and disgrace—is that the man should die.
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- AND SO, HE ENTERED VERY SECRETIVELY AND CAREFULLY IN THE PRISON CELL, WHERE HE FOUND HIM SITTING MOTIONLESS.JUST BEFORE HE WAS ABOUT TO MAKE A DECISION, HE SAW A LETTER ON WHICH THE LAWYER HAD WRITTEN TO GOD....
- To-morrow at twelve o'clock midnight, I shall obtain my freedom and the right to mix with people.I declare to you that I despise freedom, life, health, and all that your books call the blessings of the world.For fifteen years I have diligently studied earthly life.Your books gave me wisdom.Everything is void, frail, visionary and delusive as a mirage. Though you be proud and wise and beautiful, yet will death wipe you from the face of the earth like the mice undergroundThat I may show you in deed my contempt for that by which you live, I waive the two millions of which I once dreamed as of paradise, and which I now despise. That I may deprive myself of my right to them, I shall come out from here five minutes before the stipulated term, and thus shall violate the agreement.
- READING IT, TEARS WELLED UP IN THE BANKER'S EYES. HE NEVER FELT SUCH CONTEMPT FOR HIMSELF BEOFRE. HE TOOK THE PAPER AND WENT HOME, AND HAD THE PRISONER RELEASED AS PER THE AGREEMENT
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