human
The end was not far off. How could it be? Your father's luck waned and his debauches increased. He grew nervous and worried. But he persisted in his mode of life. Then, in a little while, I knew that he was borrowing. He never touched your money. But he was borrowing heavily. This man whom I had come to regard as his evil genius undoubtedly lent him money--much money. Then came a particularly bad time. For two days Charles Stanmore went about like a madman. What the trouble was I never knew--except that it was a question of money. And this terminated in the night of disaster toward which everything had been driving.