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That's the sort o' stuff you could go in for damn interestin'. I'd like to listen to a bit of it, although they'd laugh if they heard me say so, but what I'm gettin' at is that there ain't any clever fellers in this old bundle o' bricks, and Carfax's death proves it." "How does it prove it?" asked Dune. "Why, don't you see, they'd have made more of Carfax.
Olva, standing straight with his hands at his side, looked through his window at the world -at the white lights on the lower sky, at the pearl grey roofs and the little cutting of dim white street and the high grey college wall. He was to begin again, it seemed, at the state in which he'd been on the day after Carfax's murder.
"Fear held possession of me, for something had passed me in pursuit of the haunted man, and with terror gripping my faculties, I scarce dared turn my eyes to where the fresh spoor of Carfax's naked feet showed in the sand. Yes! It was there: a heavy, broad, square-toed print following and treading over Carfax's own and showing the signs of a mad pursuit. "Did I follow them? No!
Ill as she was, she insisted upon getting up and going over to Carfax's camp at once. She had barely reached there before well, long ere Rupert Littimer's probation was over, he was the father of a noble boy. They say that the Roundheads made a cradle for the child out of a leather breastplate, and carried it in triumph round the camp.
The consequence was that these two foolish young people elected to fancy themselves greatly aggrieved, and so a kind of Romeo and Juliet, Montague and Capulet, business sprang up. There were secret meetings, meetings entirely innocent, I believe, and a correspondence which became romantic and passionate on Claire Carfax's side.
On foot she moved among the throng, greeting everyone she knew. Little Dot Waring, standing in the background with her brother on a certain misty morning in January marked her progress with looks of loving admiration. Lady Carfax's mount, a powerful grey with nervous ears and gleaming eyes, was being held in unwilling subjection close to them.
And, what is more, he schemed his way into Carfax's tent, and at the point of a dagger compelled him to write a certain order which my ancestor's servant, who accompanied him, saw carried into effect, and so the passage for Prince Rupert was made free." "The ruse would have succeeded all round but for some little accident that I need not go into now.
He went round the corner with his companion and recognized in the chauffeur who waited there a man who had once or twice driven him from Norcaster of late. "Ah!" he said, "I daresay you know where Mrs. Northrop lives in this town up near the foot of the Shawl? You do? run us up there, then. Are you one of Mr. Carfax's clerks?" he asked when he and the messenger had got into the car.
"And did he tell you my grandfather Carfax's dictum in the Banstock case?" muttered Cecilia. "Oh yes: 'The man who does not know his own mind should be made an Irishman by Act of Parliament. He said it was so awfully good." "He would," replied Cecilia. "He seems to depress you, rather!" "Oh no; I believe he's quite a nice sort of person.
'Neither, said Lady Cannon, with dignity as she left the room. 'I was pitying Jane's sister. The Drive As she was convinced that he intended never to see Lady Selsey again if he could possibly help it, she made no objection, and did not even remark to him that it would look odd. One afternoon Cecil was in St James's Street when he remembered that there was an exhibition at Carfax's.
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