A Man of Means — Charles H Bovill

If matters had progressed rapidly before they went like lightning then It was as if he had touched a spring or pressed a button setting vast machinery in motion Even as he reeled back stunned at his audacity the room became suddenly full of Coppins of every variety known to science Through a mist he was aware of Mrs Coppin crying in a corner of Mr Coppin drinking his health in the remains of sparkling limado of Brothers Frank and Percy one on each side trying to borrow simultaneously half crowns and of Muriel flushed but demure making bread pellets and throwing them in an abstracted way one by one at the Coppin cat which had wandered in on the chance of fish