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Tring told me she went to the dancing classes." "Yes.... Why?" Ishmael asked in sudden alarm. If it had all come out to have a girl mixed up in this story of his the ignominy of it! The next moment with his relief mingled a contrition for his selfish impulse when Boase replied: "She's not well, apparently. Her father made Carron have a look at her; he's no faith in Harvey.
Boase called to Ishmael, recognising his step, to take off his wet things in the hall, for it was raining hard, with that whole-hearted rain of the West which when it begins seems as though it could never stop again.
Penticost's, Judy saying that as they had luggage she thought it would be simpler to go straight there instead of stopping for supper at the Manor. The next day, however, both were to meet Boase there for tea. Meanwhile Ishmael had to relinquish them to the care of Mrs.
He fought his lassitude of spirit as stubbornly as the periods of active pain, but both with the same result, the opposition probably only making both last the longer. He would doubtless have pulled through more quickly if he had gone away, joined Killigrew in Paris, or gone on some tour with Boase.
And it was the Church of Herbert, of Jeremy Taylor, of Traherne how above all he would have loved the works of Traherne if they had then been discovered! that Boase represented. A Church domestic, so to speak, with priestly powers, but wielded as the common laws of a household.
She made no wail beyond once saying, "I did not know it was possible that a person could make one suffer so...." Gradually Boase drew what little story there was to tell from her, but more than she told him he gathered for himself, from his watching of her and his knowledge of Killigrew. He was an old man now and a wise one.
It was not so much that he lied as that he seemed incapable of discriminating between the truth and a lie; whatever seemed the most pleasant thing to say at the moment Nicky said, and hoped for the best. It was a problem, but Boase was less worried by it than the young father.
And a terribly inevitable one, each curve leading to the next, as though we were spiders, spinning our web out of ourselves as we go...." "I suppose so," said Ishmael listlessly. Boase looked at him keenly. He could hardly believe that Cloom meant nothing to Ishmael; he was certain that there balm must eventually be found.
He was building much on that evening's "Crying the Neck," which for the first time Ishmael was to attend, and at the succeeding supper Boase meant him to take his place at the head of the table, as future master of Cloom. "Crying the Neck" was a moribund custom in the eighteen-fifties, and it was the Parson, with an eye to its possibilities, who had encouraged what proved to be its last revival.
And you have so much to do in it.... When d'you start?" "To-morrow morning with dawn, so I must be getting off. If you're awake round about then, Da Boase, think of me beginning to remake the world over at Cloom." And Ishmael set off through the night, his feet lagging with a blissful fatigue and his mind falling on an equally blissful numbness.
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