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Updated: June 4, 2025
My mother died when I was ten, and I've never had any women kin-folks." "Poor bo " She had nearly said "Poor boy!" and only checked the familiarity just in time " Poor Mr. Temple Barholm!" "Say, what are we two to each other, anyhow?" He put it to her with great interest. "It is a very distant relationship, if it is one at all," she answered. "You see, I was only a second cousin to the late Mr.
And him " pointing a stumpy, red finger disparagingly at Tembarom, aghast and incredulous "that New York lad that's sold newspapers in the streets you say he's come into it?" "Precisely." Mr. Palford spoke with some crispness of diction. Noise and bluster annoyed him. "That is my business here. Mr. Tembarom is, in fact, Mr. Temple Temple Barholm of Temple Barholm, which you seem to have heard of."
Temple Barholm," William had so looked at her and so ill hid a secret smile that it had been almost tantamount to his saying, "I'd jolly well like to see you." And now! Sitting at the end of the table opposite him, if you please! Walking here and walking there with him!
And he wanted very much to find out why exactly little old Miss Temple Barholm had been taken up. If the man wanted introductions, he could have contrived to pick up a smart and enterprising unprofessional chaperon in London who would have done for him what Miss Temple Barholm would never presume to attempt. And yet he seemed to have chosen her deliberately.
Temple Barholm had of course resulted in his being accepted in such a manner as gave him many opportunities to encounter one and all. He appeared at dinners, teas, and garden parties. Miss Alicia, whom he had in some occult manner impressed upon people until they found themselves actually paying a sort of court to her, was always his companion.
It merely seemed somehow to suggest liking and a wish to take care of her. "That little fellow in the village," he said after a silence in which it occurred to her that he seemed thoughtful, "what a little freak he is! He's got an idea that there's a picture in the gallery that's said to look like Jem Temple Barholm when he was a boy. Have you ever heard anything about it?
There was a note in his tone of saying "Miss Hutchinson doesn't" which opened up vistas to Pearson strange vistas when one thought of old Mrs. Hutchinson's cottage and the estate of Temple Barholm. "We're just about the same age," his employer continued, "and in a sort of way we're in just about the same fix."
"You can't butt in and get fresh with a man like that," Tembarom said. "Money wouldn't help you. He's too independent." After the steamer had sailed away it was observable to his solicitor that Mr. Temple Barholm was apparently occupied every hour.
Temple Barholm?" said the duke. "Aye. He's got th' way of making folks see things that they can't see even when they're hitting them in th' eyes. I'd that lost heart I could never have done it myself." "But now it is done," smiled his Grace. "Delightful!" "I've got there same as they say in New York I've got there," said Hutchinson. He sat down in response to Miss Alicia's invitation.
"They are coming here this afternoon with Captain Palliser to to question the servants, and some of the villagers. They will question me," alarmedly. "They would be sure to do that," he really seemed quite to envelop her with kindness "but I beg of you not to be alarmed. Nothing you could have to say could possibly do harm to Temple Barholm."
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