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It is rather large and heavy for your pocket and you have no belt; so you will have to shove it into your boot leg. That's as handy a place to carry it as any I know of." When both parties are willing to trade it does not take them long to come to an understanding, and in a very short time some of Rodney's gold went into Mr. Westall's pocket, and the revolver into the leg of the boy's boot.
It was Una Van Sideren who, on this occasion, unconsciously focussed upon herself Mrs. Westall's wandering resentment. In the first place, the girl had no business to be there. It was "horrid" Mrs. Westall found herself slipping back into the old feminine vocabulary simply "horrid" to think of a young girl's being allowed to listen to such talk.
"There!" said her ladyship, letting down her veil over her face, "the fire of my eyes is not too much for you now." "Helena was showing me Westall's drawing of Lady Anne Percival and her children " "And Mr. Hervey wished that he was the father of such a charming group of children, and you the mother hey? was not that it? It was not put in such plain terms, but that was the purport, I presume?"
And he twisted and turned his piece of fresh paper, till there, beside the first, stood a second fairy animal a greyhound this time, with arching neck and sharp long nose. "There's two on 'em at Westall's!" cried the child, hoarsely, clutching at his treasures in an ecstasy. Mrs. Hurd, at the other end of the cottage, started as she heard the name.
Aldous Raeburn was a person whom everybody respected; confidences were safe with him; and he was himself deeply interested in the affair. The Raeburns being the Raeburns, with all that that implied for smaller people in Brookshire, little Mr. Burridge was aware of no reason whatever why Westall's employers should not know that, although Mr.
He sat by the fire quivering and thinking. In a public-house two nights before this one, overtures had been made to him on behalf of a well-known gang of poachers with head-quarters in a neighbouring county town, who had their eyes on the pheasant preserves in Westall's particular beat the Tudley End beat and wanted a local watcher and accomplice.
The keeper big, burly, prosperous would speak to him with insolent patronage, watching him all the time, or with the old brutality, which Hurd dared not resent. Only in his excitable dwarf's sense hate grew and throve, very soon to monstrous proportions. Westall's menacing figure darkened all his sky for him.
And then she had given him an odd look. "And I was to pass you on a message from Lord Maxwell, Hurd," she had said: "'You tell him to keep out of Westall's way for the future, and bygones shall be bygones. Now, I'm not going to ask what that means. If you've been breaking some of our landlords' law, I'm not going to say I'm shocked. I'd alter the law to-morrow, if I could! you know I would.
Dawdley always smoked in his room I had not smoked for four months and eleven days. When Lord Dawdley came into the study, he did not make any remarks; and oh, how easy my heart felt! He was dressed in his green and boots, after Westall's picture, correctly. "It's time to be off, George," said he; "they told me you were dressed long ago. Come up, my man, and get ready."
In the stillness the poachers could hear Westall's harsh and peremptory voice giving some orders to his underling, or calling to the dogs, who had scattered a little in the stubble. Hurd's own dog quivered beside him once or twice. Then steps and voices faded into the distance and all was safe.
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