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She had looked bad enough herself! It made George sorry to think of her travelling on with her trouble all alone. He followed close behind Bosinney's elbow tall, burly figure, saying nothing, dodging warily and shadowed him out into the fog. There was something here beyond a jest!
"Perhaps," said Soames; "but don't speak of it. I just want your opinion." "Quite so," said the architect. Soames peered about the room. "You're rather high up here," he remarked. Any information he could gather about the nature and scope of Bosinney's business would be all to the good. "It does well enough for me so far," answered the architect. "You're accustomed to the swells."
Here he could find his way blindfold; and freed from the strain of geographical uncertainty, his mind returned to Bosinney's trouble. Down the long avenue of his man-about-town experience, bursting, as it were, through a smirch of doubtful amours, there stalked to him a memory of his youth.
But now, cut off from taking steps by Bosinney's death that strange death, to think of which was like putting a hot iron to his heart, like lifting a great weight from it he did not know how to pass his day; and he wandered here and there through the streets, looking at every face he met, devoured by a hundred anxieties.
"Your cousin Jolyon is a widower now. He is her trustee; you knew that, of course?" Soames shook his head. He did know, but wished to show no interest. Young Jolyon and he had not met since the day of Bosinney's death. "He must be quite middle-aged by now," went on Aunt Juley dreamily.
Looking at the ground he held out his hand, crossed the palm of it with Bosinney's, and taking his umbrella just above the silk, walked away along the terrace. Before he turned the corner he glanced back, and saw Bosinney following him slowly 'slinking along the wall' as he put it to himself, 'like a great cat. He paid no attention when the young fellow raised his hat.
In accordance with his resolve, our Forsyte had put his interests into the hands of Jobling and Boulter. From the moment of doing so he regretted that he had not acted for himself. On receiving a copy of Bosinney's defence he went over to their offices.
How, unless with the instinct of a woman in love, she knew that Bosinney's discomfiture in this action was assured, cannot be told on this assumption, however, she laid her plans, as upon a certainty. Half past eleven found her at watch in the gallery of Court XIII., and there she remained till the case of Forsyte v. Bosinney was over.
You have a "free hand" in the terms of this correspondence, and I hope you will see your way to completing the decorations, in the matter of which I know it is difficult to be absolutely exact. 'Yours truly, Bosinney's answer, which came in the course of the next day, was: 'May 20. 'Very well. Old Jolyon disposed of his second Meeting an ordinary Board summarily.
It appeared that he had been a Lincolnshire country doctor of Cornish extraction, striking appearance, and Byronic tendencies a well-known figure, in fact, in his county. Bosinney's uncle by marriage, Baynes, of Baynes and Bildeboy, a Forsyte in instincts if not in name, had but little that was worthy to relate of his brother-in-law.
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