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"You will pass into the permanent possession of the Unknown." "Does that mean we shall die the moment we fail?" Kelson inquired timidly. "Die!" the voice lisped. "Again you speak in terms you do not understand. You may be sent for." "You say in perfect harmony." Hamar put in. "Does that mean without a quarrel, however slight?" "It means without a quarrel that would lead to separation.
She put his room straight and dusted the furniture, got tea for him, and when she had completely won him over by these kindly actions, and made him beg her pardon for ever having spoken harshly to her, she broached the subject all the while uppermost in her mind the subject of Hamar and Gladys. "He hasn't the slightest intention of marrying her," she said.
The following day he remained indoors eating, and planning what he should eat, whilst Hamar and Kelson went out with the express purpose of adding to their banking accounts. In a garden in Bryant Street, Hamar saw a man resting on his spade and mopping the perspiration from his forehead.
It was most certainly rain that drove Leon Hamar to take refuge in a second-hand bookshop; for so deep-rooted was his aversion to any literature saving a financial gazette or the stock and shares column of a daily, that nothing would have induced him to get within touching distance of a book save the risk of a severe wetting.
Of course, it was announced with a pretty apology by Mr. Hamar, that Mr. Curtis had been taken ill. Kelson immediately came on with his animals, and the audience departed without the slightest suspicion as to the truth. Hamar was furious.
"Perhaps there is no need," Hamar replied, eyeing the mantelshelf which bore ample testimony to a full larder, and glancing at Curtis's feet which were encased in a pair of new and very shiny boots. There's no need to ask if you've tried to carry out instructions as to thoughts, I see it in your faces.
He was still bending over her still feeling her lifeless pulse, still trying to resuscitate her feebly wondering how he had killed her, feverishly debating the best course to pursue when Curtis and Kelson burst in on him. At the sight of Lilian Rosenberg's lifeless body both men started back. "Great God! Hamar!" Curtis gasped. "What have you done to her?" "Nothing!"
"I tell you I'm broke haven't as much as a crumb in the room; and I've pawned everything, save the clothes you see me in!" "And yet you can buy books unless unless you stole it!" Curtis said, eyeing with suspicion the volume Hamar had thrown on the table. "Buy it! Not much!" Hamar cried quickly. "It's one I've had all my life. Belonged to my grandfather.
A sudden realization of her position had come upon her and given her strength. "Well, you see," she stumbled, trying to explain without telling anything, "Mr. Hamar might have thought I had gone back to the car, or he might have thought I would turn back in a few minutes. I do not think he would have wanted to follow me just then. I was angry with him!"
"Absolutely!" "Then, thank God!" Gladys said with a great sigh of relief. "I shall know how to act now." "You will break off your engagement?" Shiel inquired eagerly. "No! I can't do that!" Gladys said sadly. "I've promised to marry Mr. Hamar, and, therefore, marry him I must." "Promises made under such conditions are mere extortions, they don't count." "I fear they do," Gladys replied.
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