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"No," said Barnabas, shaking his head, "I wish to see him on behalf of another " "Eh? Another? Oh !" "On behalf of Mr. Ronald Barrymaine." "Of Barrym " Here the Captain suddenly fell to towelling himself violently, stopped to stare at Barnabas again, gave himself another futile rub or two, and, finally, dropped the towel altogether.
Talking of flowers, sir, a few of 'em still left to ah blush unseen? I'm one, Barrymaine's another a violet? No. A lily? No. A blush-rose? Well, let us say a blush-rose, but damnably run to seed, like the rest of us. And ah talking of Barrymaine, I ought, perhaps, to warn you that we may find him a trifle queer a leetle touched perhaps." And Mr.
That, from this hour, you loose whatever hold you have upon Ronald Barrymaine, that you have no further communication with him, either by word or letter. Failing this, I institute proceedings at once, and will dispossess you as soon as may be. Sir, you have heard my condition, it is for you to answer."
"As to funds, now," began Barnabas, a little awkwardly, "are you have you " "Sir, I have enough to begin with in America. Which reminds me I must be hopping, sir. But I couldn't go without thanking you on behalf of my friend Barrymaine, seeing he is precluded from from doing it himself.
"Salvation, was it, and a new life?" he inquired, "are you the one to be saved, Ronald, or Smivvle here, or both?" Ronald Barrymaine was dumb, his eyes sought the floor, and his pale cheek became, all at once, suffused with a burning, vivid scarlet. "I couldn't help but overhear as I came upstairs," pursued Mr. Chichester pleasantly, "and devilish dark stairs they are "
"Anyhow, Barrymaine was utterly discredited and done for he's an outcast, and to be seen with him, or his friends, is to be damned also." "And yet," said Barnabas, sighing and shaking his head, "I must call upon him to-morrow." "Call upon him! Man are you mad?" "No; but he is her brother, and " "And, as I tell you, he is banned by society as a cheat!" "And is that so great a sin, Dick?"
Barrymaine reached out with clutching fingers, swayed, twisted sideways and would have fallen, had not Barnabas caught him. "Poor boy!" cried Mr. Bimby, "a fit, I think so very young, poor boy! You'll need help, sir. Oh, poor boy, poor boy!" So saying, the little gentleman hurried away and presently returned with John and Mr. Smivvle.
Then, dropping his gaze to the money on the table, he swept it into his pocket, almost furtively, and took up his hat and cane, and, it is worthy of note, that he did it all without a flourish. "Mr. Beverley," said he, "in the name of my friend Barrymaine, I thank you, and I I thank you!" So he turned and went out of the room, and, as he went, he even forgot to swagger.
With a murmur of thanks Barrymaine took the flask and, setting it to his lips, drained it at a gulp, and handed it back. "Gad, Chichester!" he exclaimed, "it tastes damnably of the f-flask faugh! What time is it?" "A quarter to seven!" "Th-three quarters of an hour to wait!" "It will soon pass, Ronald, besides, he's sure to be early." "Hope so! But I I think I'll s-sit down."
"Yes, k-kill him!" "Oh no you won't, Ronald, for two reasons. First of all, it would be murder !" "Murder!" Barrymaine repeated, "so it would murder! Yes, by God!" "And secondly, you haven't the nerve.
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