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And though a week had elapsed since the visit of that authorized official, nothing had been heard from the District Attorney's office: Allonby had apparently dropped the matter again. But McCarren wasn't going to drop it not he! He positively hung on Granice's footsteps. They had spent the greater part of the previous day together, and now they were off again, running down clues.
Allonby, then, had thought him insane, like the others had regarded his confession as the maundering of a maniac. The discovery froze Granice with horror he seemed to see the mad-house gaping for him. "Isn't there a man a good deal like him a detective named J. B. Hewson?" But he knew in advance what McCarren's answer would be. "Hewson? J. B. Hewson? Never heard of him.
And now our persecuted traveller landed at Allonby, and sought for such accommodations as might at once suit his temporary poverty and his desire of remaining as much unobserved as possible. With this view he assumed the name and profession of his friend Dudley, having command enough of the pencil to verify his pretended character to his host of Allonby.
'Me and Nobbles is 'stremely happy, he said. And then Mr. Allonby stooped and kissed him. 'Oh, Bobby, what a pity it is that lessons must separate us. But Bobby was too absorbed in his happiness to heed what his father said.
Gude day to ye. . I wuss ye weel." So saying, he pushed off in order to land his cargo on the opposite side of the bay; and Brown, with a small bundle in his hand, containing the trifling stock of necessaries which he had been obliged to purchase at Allonby, was left on the rocks beneath the ruin.
It was then that something rustled among the leaves, and, turning, I stared into the countenance of Stephen Allonby, until to-day Marquis of Falmouth, a slim, comely youth, and son to my father's younger brother. "Fool," said he, "you walk late." "Faith!" said I, "instinct warned me that a fool might find fit company here, dear cousin."
Punshon has orders to pass Simon Orts. Very well; put on this." He caught up his long cloak and wrapped it about her. Lady Allonby stood rigid. But immediately he frowned and removed the garment from her shoulders. "That won't do. Your skirts are too big. Take 'em off." Submissively she did so, and presently stood before him in her under-petticoat.
"I regret that for my own part I'm no longer an acceptable visitor here, since the Colonel and I fought last summer over one Molly Yates. Nay, I beseech you, put up your purse, my Lady." "Then I can but render you my heartfelt thanks," replied Lady Allonby, "and incessantly remember you in daily prayers for the two gallant men who have this night saved a woman from great misery.
Now True and Bobby had decided together that school was a horrible place, and at all costs they must try to keep from going to it. They had many an anxious talk about it, and at last, one morning after Mr. Allonby had gone out for the day and left them to their own devices, True announced her plan. 'We'll find a nice kind of governess ourselves, Bobby. Come and look out of the window.
Oh, I burn, I burn!" he cried, with the same frantic clutching at his breast. Lady Allonby had risen. "Positively, I must ask you to open a window if you intend to continue in this strain. D'ye mean to suffocate me, my Lord, with your flames and your blazes and your brimstone and so on? You breathe conflagrations, like a devil in a pantomime. I had as soon converse with a piece of fireworks.
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