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Nasmyth failed to understand how the delay would improve their position, but believing that his companion was somewhat dubious about his tale he restrained his curiosity. In half an hour Jake came back and nodded to Lisle. "Quite a bunch of them," he reported. "I struck the fellow's trail." "What was it I heard?" Nasmyth asked. "Cow-bells," Lisle explained, laughing.
"My uncle Richard is gone to Klondyke, and I am going to write him a letter. "His friend, Mr. Dainton, found me, or I found his little girl, and they have been so kind. He is a foreman at Lisle & Co.'s, and he knew uncle ever so well. He has got me a place in their sheds, and I began work to-day.
The right hand, if you will. Perhaps you'd better remove your elegant ring; I shouldn't like to have anything catch in the setting." "Miss Dix! Six-and-a-half black glace upper shelf, third box for this lady. She's in a hurry. We shall see you often after this, I hope, madam." "No; we don't keep silk or lisle gloves. We have no call for them; our customers prefer kid."
"What! you are going into the country?" "Yes; I wrote you word, to see Lisle Court." "Ay, true; I had forgot. Somehow or other my memory is not so good as it was. But, let me see, Lisle Court is in -shire. Why, you will pass within ten miles of C ." "C ! Shall I? I am not much versed in the geography of England, never learned it at school.
Indeed, in another moment he fell violently into a brake and had some difficulty in smashing through it, but when he struggled free he saw shingle and boulders in front of him and Lisle bounding across them a few yards behind the deer. He reached the stones, wondering why Lisle did not fire; and then he saw man and deer plunge into the water together.
No wedding, therefore, and no departure for Theodore. The bonhomme was furious. In his fury he took the liberty of calling poor Mrs. Theodore rebuked him, with perfect good taste, and kept his temper. "If my opinions don't suit you, Mr. Lisle," the old man broke out, "and my mode of expressing them displeases you, you know you can easily protect yourself." "My dear Mr.
Dexter, her glance brightening, and a warmth, like indignation, in her voice; "for I was dragged to that marriage-altar against my will, and almost under protest. Mr. Dexter knew that my heart was not his." "You were a free woman!" replied Mrs. De Lisle. "I was not free," Mrs. Dexter answered. "Not free? Who or what constrained you to such an act?" "My honor.
"'Johnny, he says, 'it's Daniel that'll have to go to college. Bright men, he says, 'don't need no education." Even after thirty years the Traveling Salesman's hand shook slightly with the memory, and his joggled mind drove him with unwonted carelessness to pin price mark after price mark in the same soft, flimsy mesh of pink lisle. But the grin on his lips did not altogether falter.
"So I supposed," returned Lisle. "It strikes me that since we got near the Gladwyne expedition's line of march we have both felt that some explanation is needed. To go back a little, when I met you in Victoria and you offered to join me in the trip, I agreed partly because I wanted an intelligent companion, but I had another reason.
"He is conscious now," he said, "and has whispered that he wishes to see you. He has been very calm, all the way down, and has spoken of you often." "I will do my best," Lisle muttered, keeping down his tears with a tremendous effort; and then went into his father's room.
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