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The Secret Service estimates, as you know, are above supervision, but twenty thousand pounds is a great deal of money to have paid for this." He touched the sheets of blank paper with his forefinger. Bellamy's teeth were clenched. "The money shall be returned, sir. "Do not misunderstand me," Sir James went on, speaking a little more kindly.
In fact far from it. Didn't I see Squire Bellamy's lady riding astride to hounds but yesterday week, in male trousers and a tight coat and her forty-six if a day? You're none too old for him, if that was all." "But it ain't all," answered Mary. "Why, he offered me his brains to help out mine, and his strong right arm for me to lean upon!
They were still immersed in its literature; they read Bellamy's "Looking Backward", and Blatchford's "Merrie England", and Kropotkin's "Appeal to the Young". They read another book about England that moved them even more a volume of sketches called "The People of the Abyss", by a young writer who was then just forging to the front Jack London.
Bellamy had been the name of the gentleman who, a year and a half before, was to have met Pandora on the arrival of the German steamer; it was in Bellamy's name that she had addressed herself with such effusion to Bellamy's friend, the man in the straw hat who was about to fumble in her mother's old clothes.
In one of his quotations from Celsus' work he makes that philosopher say "that the Christian religion contains nothing but what Christians held in common with heathens, nothing that was new or truly great." See Bellamy's translation, chapter 4.
Then, pressing the paper to her bosom with one hand, with the other she groped her way towards the door. "It is very dark," she said. Lady Bellamy's eyes gave a flash of triumph, and then she stood watching the pitiable exhibition of human misery as curiously as ever a Roman matron did an expiring gladiator.
He had not been in that room since he had talked to Maria Lee, sitting on that very sofa now occupied by Lady Bellamy's still beautiful form, and he could not but feel that it was a place of evil omen for him. Lady Bellamy rose to greet him with her most fascinating smile.
It was Lady Bellamy's turn to start now. "Ah!" she said, "I did not know that; that complicates matters." And then, with a sudden change of tone "Mr. Caresfoot, as a friend, let me beg of you not to throw away such a chance in a hurry for the sake of a few nonsensical ideas abut a girl. What is she, after all, that she should stand in the way of such grave interests as you have in hand?
Every one else is turning politician; young Sunderland whirls his cab down to the House at four o'clock every day dines at Bellamy's on cold beef; and talks of nothing but that d d good speech of Sir Robert's'. Revolution! faith, the revolution is come already. Revolutions only change the aspect of society, is it not changed enough within the last six months? Bah!
Like Lysander, he loved plotting, yet neglected self-interest. There was not a man less open, or more honest. This character, so rare in all countries, is especially so in England. Your blunt squires, your politicians at Bellamy's, do not comprehend it. They saw in Vernon the arts which deceive enemies, and they dreaded lest, though his friends, they themselves should be deceived.
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