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Upon one such occasion Seaton asked: "How's the book on astronomy, oh, learned ones?" "It will be as interesting as Egyptian hieroglyphics," Margaret replied, as she opened her notebook and showed him pages of figures and symbols. "May I see it, Miss Spencer?" asked DuQuesne from across the small table, extending his hand.
Introductions and greetings over, Seaton spoke briefly and to the point. "We've got everything we came after much more than I had any idea we could get. You need have no more fear of the Fenachrone we have found a science superior to theirs. But much remains to be done, and we have none too much time; therefore I have come to you with certain requests."
"You infernal little fool!" blazed Seaton, losing his temper. "Do you think you can handle me the way you have the others? Well, it can't be done! Huntingdon is a real name in this country and if you think any pig-headed, rotten-minded boy can carry that name to the pen, without me putting up a fight, you're mistaken!
"Well, we'll sure pull his cork as soon as we get back!" snapped Seaton. "He asked for it, and we'll give him both barrels!" "I know I acted the fool out there," Margaret apologized, flushing hotly and looking at Crane. "I don't know what made me act so stupid. I used to have a little nerve." "You were a regular little brick, Peg," Seaton returned instantly.
"Not when it is diseased life not when it is perverted life;" returned Seaton "Then it is mere deformity and encumbrance. For life itself in all its plenitude, health and beauty I have the deepest, most passionate respect. It is the outward ray or reflex of the image of God " "Stop there!" interrupted Gwent "You believe in God?" "I do, most utterly!
"Frances, pray don't talk nonsense to the child," said Mrs Seaton. "It is not half so much of a sin to talk nonsense as it is to look glum, as Gertrude does. What ails you, child?" Gertrude made no answer. "Are you unwell, Gertrude?" asked Mrs Seaton. "No, mother; I am perfectly well. What an idea!" she said, pettishly. "She looks exactly like her Aunt Barbara," said Miss Atherton.
Since he had received the letter that Seaton brought him from his high-minded wife, he had not had any opportunity of conveying to her the intelligence of his own safety; or of hearing from her whether her strength and spirits were supported under the protracted trial of absence and anxiety.
I hate to see a fine name in the hands of a prospective gunman." "And you can't get me with the sob stuff, either," Nucky shrugged his shoulders. Seaton scowled, then he laughed. "You're a regular tough, eh, Enoch? But you know even toughs occasionally use their brains. Do you want to go to reform school?" "Yes, I do! Go on, get out o' here!"
By and by he heard steps in the passage behind the partition and thought he knew the tap of high-heeled shoes. Then he heard a laugh and Gavin's voice. Ellen was using her charm on his bookkeeper and the old sport would play up. The door opened, the room smelt of violets, and Mrs. Seaton came in. She was tall and her furs gave her large figure a touch of dignity.
Miss Gertrude's lessons commenced again soon after the return of Mrs Seaton, but there was nothing more said of her going to school, at least for the present. She was not old enough to go much into society, and she had plenty of time to devote to the readings in the upper nursery, as Christie's new room was called. Her interest in these readings was not uniform.
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