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It helped perhaps that the brake, with its handle like a barrel organ, had been screwed up before Benham took control. And when they were fairly on the level outside the town Benham suddenly pulled up, relinquished the driving into the proper hands and came into the carriage with Amanda. "Safe now," he said compactly.
At the door he learned that mademoiselle was that very day returned and was at home. So he went in to the drawing-room, reserving his visit to old David until later. He found the room divided into two camps. At one side Mrs. Benham conversed in melancholic monotones with two elderly French ladies who were clad in depressing black of a dowdiness surpassed only in English provincial towns.
The landlord was a pleasant-faced man; he attended to Benham himself and displayed a fine sense of comfort. He could produce wine, a half-bottle of Australian hock, Big Tree brand No. 8, a virile wine, he thought of sardines to precede the meal, he provided a substantial Welsh rarebit by way of a savoury, he did not mind in the least that it was nearly ten o'clock. He ended by suggesting coffee.
From Why be brave? it spread readily enough to Why be honest? Why be clean? all the great whys of life.... Because one believes.... But why believe it? Left to himself Benham would have felt the mere asking of this question was a thing ignoble, not to be tolerated. It was, as it were, treason to nobility. But Prothero put it one afternoon in a way that permitted no high dismissal of their doubts.
They took a seat by the side of the broad gravel walk. "Will no one rescue me?" thought Daisy. "He's bound to pass soon," thought Benham. Benham's wish was the first to be fulfilled. Before long the Premier came in sight, accompanied by Coxon. "Ah, there's your daughter," said the latter. "You were wondering where she was." Medland looked, and saw Daisy and Benham sitting side by side.
Very good! Where have you been, and who were there?" "A dinner-party at the De Saulnes'," said Miss Benham, making herself comfortable on the side of the great bed. "It's a very pleasant place. Marian is, of course, a dear, and they're quite English and unceremonious. You can talk to your neighbor at dinner instead of addressing the house from a platform, as it were.
"The appointment was made this morning," replied Medland, somewhat surprised to see him in the lobby. "I am here with Mr. Puttock," said Benham, answering his look, "and Mr. Kilshaw." Medland smiled. "The appointment is made all the same," he remarked. Benham bowed and returned to his friends. The Premier, seeing Eleanor and Alicia in front of him, overtook and joined them.
The admirable Peters, who opened to her, said that his master had not been very well, and was just then asleep, but as they spoke together in low tones the old gentleman cried, testily, from within: "Well? Well? Who's there? Who wants to see me? Who is it?" Miss Benham went into the dim, shaded room, and when old David saw who it was he sank back upon his pillows with a pacified growl.
155. *The two first books. +Arnold refers to the Imitatio Christi, attributed to fourteenth-century priest Thomas a Kempis. The Benham translation and a modern English translation are currently available from the College of St. Benedict at Saint John's University Internet Theology Resources site. See also the Benham text link. 156. +Romans 3:1-2.
While they were lamenting this fact, and wondering what to do, the dogs set up a racket, and were answered by some others. Benham was coming along at a rattling pace, his dogs very angry to find other dogs there, putting on airs of possession. "We got all this moose-meat," says Potts, when Benham arrived on the scene, "but we can't cut it." "Of course not. Where's your hand-saw?"
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