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That, as they all knew by inheritance from the "shooings" which their forefathers had suffered, meant that they would no longer be allowed in the kitchen to pick up crumbs. At last Mrs. Gammit spoke but with difficulty, for it came hard to her to ask advice of any one. "I sp'ose now, mebbe, Mr. Barron, you know more about the woods critters'n what I do?" she inquired, hopefully but doubtfully.
But whether this stealth was caused by a backward movement in public thought since the time of Edward Barron, or by the change from enlightened Norwich to barbarian London, I have no means of judging. When Fleeming presented his letter he fell in love at first sight with Mrs. Austin and the life and atmosphere of the house.
Barron straightened his shoulders slowly. "Should I be doing right should I be doing my duty in assisting to suppress it always supposing that it could be suppressed my convictions being what they are?" Then suddenly it was borne in on Flaxman that in the whole interview there had been no genuine desire whatever on Barron's part for advice and consultation.
Another man was with him a sheepish, red-faced person, who peered curiously at the little procession as it passed about a hundred yards away. "Quite a family party!" said Maurice Barron with a laugh. In the late evening Meynell returned to the Rectory a wearied man, but with hours of occupation and correspondence still before him.
Then Hugh was left to his Times, and to speculations on the reasons why Henry Barron a man whom he had never liked and often thwarted should have asked for this interview in a letter marked "private." Flaxman made an agreeable figure, as he sat pondering by the fire, while the Times gradually slipped from his hands to the floor.
But, for Noy, John Barron was as good as dead, and himself as good as under sentence of death. Grown quite calm, fixed in mind, and immovable as the black sea cliffs of his mother-land, he wrote steadily on until thought sped whirling forward to a new aspect of his future: the last.
The effect upon Meynell's young disciple and worshipper may be imagined. He grew deadly pale, and then red; choked with indignant scorn; and could scarcely bring himself to listen at all, after he had once gathered the real gist of what his father was saying. Yet, by this time, the story was much better worth listening to than it had been when Barron had first presented it to Flaxman.
France faced round upon his companion in a slow, contemptuous wonder. "I see you take your views from the anonymous letters?" The Professor laughed awkwardly. "Not necessarily. I understand Barron has direct evidence. Anyway, let Meynell take the usual steps. If he takes them successfully, we shall all rejoice. But his character has been made, so to speak, one of the pieces in the game.
He and Norham passed through the next drawing-room, and met various acquaintances at the farther door. Maurice Barron stood watching them. The persons invading the room had come intending to see the coins. But meeting the Home Secretary they turned back with him, and Meynell followed them, eager to disengage himself from them. At the door some impulse made him turn and look back.
Seemingly quite indifferent to her vehement existence, and engrossed in its own affairs, it was crawling out upon a high branch and gnawing, in a casual way, at the young twigs as it went. "Ah, ha! What did I tell ye? I knowed all along as how it was a porkypine!" exclaimed Mrs. Gammit, triumphantly, as if Joe Barron could hear her across eight miles of woods.
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