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I do not want him to go through the mill." "You don't understand his importance to us," Borrowdean declared. "This is really no light affair. Rochester and Mellors both believe in him. There is no limit to what he might not ask." "He has told me a dozen times," she said, "that he never means to sit in Parliament again." "There is no reason why he should not change his mind," Borrowdean answered.
But there is something in the composition of the male sex which keeps them always a little below the highest pinnacle." "It is purely a matter of concealment," her friend declared. "Women are cleverer humbugs than men." Borrowdean shrugged his shoulders. "I know your perfect woman!" he remarked, softly.
For the moment he has lost his sense of balance." Borrowdean nodded. "Desperate necessity," he said, "sometimes justifies desperate measures. We need Mannering, the country and our cause need him. If argument will not prevail there is one last alternative left to us. It may not be such an alternative as we should choose, but beggars must not be choosers. I think that you will know what I mean."
You can't say anything against Sir Leslie." The girl had risen to her feet. The trouble in her face was manifest. "Mother," she said, slowly, "I wish that you were not going. I wish that you would have nothing whatever to do with Sir Leslie Borrowdean." "Good Heavens! and why not?" the woman exclaimed, suddenly sitting up.
They walked side by side through the chestnut grove. Borrowdean laid his hand upon his friend's arm. "Mannering," he said, slowly, "am I to take it that you have spoken your last word? I am to write my mission down a failure?" "A failure without doubt, so far as regards its immediate object," Mannering assented.
Borrowdean shook his head. He had scored, but he took care to show no sign of triumph. "The issue is too great," he said, "to be tried by the ordinary rules which govern social life. Will you presume that I am your friend, and let us consider the whole matter afresh together?" "I will not," Mannering answered. "But I will do this. I will answer your question.
It is true that your weapon was the pen, but you reached a great public. The country to-day considers you the champion of Free Trade." "Pass on," Mannering interrupted, brusquely. "All this is wasted time!" "A smaller meeting," Borrowdean continued, "was held with a view of discussing the means whereby you could be persuaded to rejoin us. At that meeting the Duchess of Lenchester was present."
"After all, you know," he said, "there should be honour amongst thieves." "No doubt there is," she answered. "Only thieves are a cut above us, aren't they?" "I don't believe," Borrowdean said to himself, as he reached the pavement, "that that woman is such a fool as she seems." Mannering hated dinner parties, but this one had been a necessity.
"You have the air of conspirators, you two!" she said, as she approached them. "Is it an expedition for the day that you are planning?" Blanche Mannering turned her back upon Borrowdean. "Sir Leslie," she said, "has just offered me five hundred pounds for a telegram which I have here and for my silence concerning its contents. I was wondering whether he had bid high enough."
"Yes," he said, quietly, "I owe that much to Borrowdean." "There is a question," she said, "which I have wanted to ask you. Do you regret, or are you glad to have been forced out once more upon the world's stage?" He smiled. "How can I answer you?" he asked. "At Blakely I was as happy as I knew how to be, and until you came I was content! But to-day, well, there are different things.
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