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Her eyes were fixed upon him and the pipe. He passed his hand lazily over the bowl and took the pipe indolently from his lips, and addressed himself to the caiquejee. The boats got clear of each other. Lilian, coming aboard the boat, could not get speech with Barndale until the steamer was well under way.
'Come, said Barndale, still smiling, 'this is absurd. I'll give you a cheque at once. Are you empowered to give a receipt? The clean-shaven stranger regarded him with a cool, observant, wary eye. 'It's my duty to arrest you, he said again quietly, 'and I hope you'll come quietly and make no fuss about it. 'My good man, said Barndale, 'you can't arrest me if I pay the money.
On the return journey an accident happened which sent grief to Barn-dale's soul. Five or six years ago, wandering aimlessly in Venice, Barndale had an adventure. He met a sculptor, a young Italian, by name Antoletti, a man of astonishing and daring genius. This man was engaged on a work of exquisite proportions 'Madeline and Porphyro' he called it.
James Leland was found yesterday in a house-boat at Thames Ditton, with a pistol bullet into him, and he ain't expected to recover, and that's my business along with you, and I'll trouble you to come quiet. The tension on the official nerves made hash of the official's English. Barndale smote the mantel-piece with his clenched hand. 'Great God! he cried. 'The Greek! Where is Mr.
'Lilian has gone to bed, said Barndale, 'and I came in here by accident. Glad I found you. He looked about him with no great interest. The stream of people flowed round and round the little circle, and repeated itself once in five minutes or thereabouts, until he got to know nearly all the faces in the crowd. He noted one face especially, where many were notable.
He would find Barndale still at work writing by the light of a lamp grown dim with incrustations of self-immolated insects. Moths fluttered to this light in incredible numbers, and literal thousands of lives were thus sacrificed nightly at the drama's shrine.
By then, she had time to think the matter over, and had come to the conclusion that she would say nothing about it. For, womanlike, she was half jealous of the pipe, and she was altogether afraid of two things first, that Barndale would leave her to go back to Constantinople; and next, that the Greek and he would enter on a deadly quarrel.
'Some genius takes this for a joke, I suppose, he murmured philosophically, and proceeded by the aid of a pocket corkscrew to clear the keyhole. He had just succeeded when a hand was laid familiarly upon his shoulder. He turned and saw a stranger clean-shaven, calm, and in aspect business-like. 'Mr. Barndale, I think? said the familiar stranger.
Barndale, languidly stretching himself, arose, adjusted his hat, took a great drink of iced beer, and, being thereby in some degree primed for conversation, spoke. 'That you, Jimmy? said Mr. Barndale. 'Billy, my boy? said the awakener, 'how are you? 'Thought you were in Oude, or somewhere, said Mr. Barndale. 'Been back six months, the other answered. 'Anybody with you here?
Leland? he asked the official eagerly. 'In bed at the "Swan," abeing doctored. That's where he is, replied the official curtly. 'Now, come along, and don't let's have no more palaver. Barndale discerned the nature of the situation, and remained master of himself. 'I will come with you, he said with grave self-possession.
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