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With the advent of the guard, Hamar's assailant was dragged off him, and he was locked up in a separate compartment, "to be given in charge," so the indignant official announced, directly they got to Brighton. But Hamar ordained it otherwise.
I detest you," Gladys retorted, her cheeks white with anger. "Leave go my hands at once, and never let me see you again!" "I can't promise not to see you again," Hamar said, "but I'll let go your hands now, for I'm no more a lover of scenes than you. I anticipated a little fuss at first it's the way all you women have you are so modest, you don't like to appear too eager to snap up a good offer.
She got up, and casting a look of infinite scorn at the clergyman whose condition of terror prevented him uttering even the one telling, biting word Suffragette that had risen and stuck in his throat raised her umbrella, and, before Hamar could stop her, struck it vigorously at him. "Ghost, demon, devil!" she cried. "I know no fear! Begone!"
All this and more much more was to be seen from Hamar's outlook, and all for the sum of one dollar and a half per week. When Curtis and Kelson entered, the room was aglow with moonlight, and Hamar and the black cat were stealthily regarding one another from opposite corners of the room.
"Ed!" Hamar said to Curtis one day. "Matt's been getting into mischief. I know the symptoms well. He can't look me in the face, and every now and then, when he fancies my attention is attracted elsewhere, I catch him peeping furtively at me as if he were frightened out of his life I should ferret out some secret.
And all the while he was thinking thus, his heart rising in rebellion against the words of Hamar, the girl continued gazing up at him, and toying with the rings on her slender, milk-white fingers. At last he dare look at her no longer, but stammering out his promise to do all he could to get her the vacant post, he pressed her hand gently, and bade her good morning.
He knows or guesses everything." "Everything?" Philippa nodded. "Helen must bind your head up, of course," she continued. "After that, think! What can we do? Captain Griffiths knows that there was no Hamar Lessingham at college with Dick, that he never visited Wood Norton, that there is some mystery about your arrival here, and he told me to my face that he believes you to be Bertram Maderstrom."
They listened and all three distinctly heard the swishing of a slender tree trunk as it hissed backwards and forwards. Then, a cry so horrid, harsh and piercing that even the sceptical, sneering Curtis gave vent to an expression of fear. Again a hush, and increasing darkness and cold. Kelson called out "Don't do that, Leon." "I'm not doing anything," Hamar said testily. "Pull yourself together."
You've only to tell that daughter of yours to accept me, and I'll undertake all your troubles shall cease." "I'll see you hanged first," John Martin answered. "Very well, then, you old mule," Hamar shouted, "look out for yourself and Miss Gladys." To bring about plagues of insects Hamar had resorted to a very simple method.
Now, to his unutterable disgust, he found himself surrounded by the things he loathed. But Hamar was neither to be tempted nor mollified.
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