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"Although I have never had the pleasure of meeting you before, I have acted as Colonel Barrington's legal adviser ever since he settled at Silverdale, and am, therefore, well posted as to his affairs, which are, of course, connected with those of your own family," said the lawyer.
Barrington's face grew a trifle grim as he nodded. "There is, and while I have not much expectation of an advance in prices, I have been worrying over another affair lately." His niece regarded him steadily. "You mean Lance Courthorne?" "Yes," said Barrington, who flicked the near horse somewhat viciously with the whip.
Still, no condition of mind is constant except with monomaniacs and Katherine was often carried away from herself and her troubles. She was glad, on the whole, that De Burgh was to be at Lady Barrington's reception. She was too genial, too responsive, not to find admiration very acceptable.
Those in the middle were encouraged by shouts from others in the crowd, who urged them to 'Go for him' and at last almost at the instant of Barrington's arrival one of the heroes, unable to contain himself any longer, lifted a heavy stick and struck Owen savagely across the face.
"No," said Miss Barrington. "He has talked a good deal about you during the last two days, but he is sleeping now, and we did not care to disturb him. I am afraid you will find a great change in him when you see him." Winston asked no more questions on that topic until later in the evening, when he found a place apart from the rest by Miss Barrington's side.
He had said a week, and on waking one morning Barrington's first thought was that the week ended to-morrow. It was a proof of his trust in Latour, half unconscious though such trust might be, that he had not expected to hear anything until the week had passed. He judged Latour by himself.
What they were doing there was no concern of his, but any trifle that diverted his attention a moment was welcome in that time of strain, for he had felt of late that exposure was close at hand, and was fiercely anxious to finish his work before it came. Maud Barrington's finances must be made secure before he left Silverdale, and he must remain at any cost until the wheat was sold.
Long grass bordered the road on either side, and Barrington's horse suddenly shied and became restive. "There's something lying there," said Seth, whose eyes were suddenly focused on the ground, and then he dismounted quickly. "It's a man, Master Richard, and by the Lord! he's had rough treatment." Barrington quieted his horse with soothing words, and dismounting, tethered him to a gate.
Naturally, Sabatier was closely associated in Barrington's mind with his self-imposed mission to Beauvais, and his unexpected presence here on the Soisy road set him speculating once more on the whole circumstances of his adventure. He had had enough of women to last him a lifetime, he had declared to Seth, and he meant it. Seth had smiled.
A smile, full of tenderness, came into Barrington's face which, in the gathering darkness, his companion could hardly have seen had he turned to look at him, which he did not do. "I know, Seth, I know, but I am not one man alone. I have you. It seems to me that I have always had you, and Heaven knows I should have had far less heart for this journey had you not come with me.
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