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Pearson taking it; and recognizing its value in UNreal money, was embarrassed by feeling the necessity of explanation. "This is a five-pound note, sir. It's too much, sir, it is indeed. Mr. Temple Barholm looked at the note interestedly. "Would it? By jinks!" and his laugh had a certain softness of recollection. "I guess that's just what Ann would say.
"The fact remains that in spite of his distress and reluctance Mr. Strangeways was removed privately, and there our knowledge ends. He has not been seen since and a few hours after, Captain Palliser expressed his conviction, that the person he had seen through the West Room window was Mr. James Temple Barholm, Mr.
"I hear the wheels of the dog-cart," he remarked. "You see, I must catch my train." Pearson stood at the door. "Is not Mr. Strangeways in his room, Pearson?" Miss Alicia asked. "Mr. Temple Barholm took him to London when he last went, ma'am," answered Pearson. "You remember he went at night. The doctor thought it best." "He did not tell you that, either?" said Palliser, casually.
Her eyes were soft and clear, and appealed maternally to his reason. "Because everything's different. You just think a bit," she answered. He stared at her a few seconds, and then understanding of her dawned upon him. He made a human young dash at her, and caught her arm. "What!" he cried out. "You mean this Temple Barholm song and dance makes things different? Not on your life!
Lady Mallowe knew from long experience all about the exigencies of cases when "needs must," and she was not critical. Temple Barholm as the estate of a distant relative and T. Tembarom as its owner were not assets to deal with indifferently.
Temple Barholm intimated to you, a man of almost unlimited means has command of resources which it might not be easy to contend with if he had reason to feel himself injured."
If I was betting, I'd put my money on the thing I was sure couldn't happen. Look at this Temple Barholm song and dance! Look at T. T. as he was half strangling in the blizzard up at Harlem and thanking his stars little Munsberg didn't kick him out of his confectionery store less than a year ago! So long as I'm all right, you're all right. But I wanted you fixed, anyhow."
"He's forgetting because he met us first in New York," said Little Ann, smiling still more. "Shall I take your hat and cane, sir?" inquired Burrill, unmovedly, at Hutchinson's side. "He wasn't going to say anything about tea," explained Little Ann as they went into the library. "They don't expect to serve tea in the middle of the morning, Mr. Temple Barholm."
Temple Barholm had not said, "Shove it on one side," but Burrill had been spared the poignant indignity of being required to "shove." "Yes, suppose you do. It's a fine enough thing when it isn't in the way, but I've got to see you while I talk, Miss Alicia," said Mr. Temple Barholm.
"My heart beats quite fast yet," she said. Whereupon a quaintly novel thing took place, at the sight of which the duke barely escaped opening his eyes very wide indeed. The American Temple Barholm put his arm about her in the most casual and informally accustomed way, and led her to a chair, and put her in it, so to speak. "Say," he announced with affectionate authority, "you sit down right away.
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