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Charlotte snatched up her garden hat, and declared, wildly, that she would go out to Captain Bervie, if she was not permitted to receive him at home. In the face of this declaration, Mrs. Bowmore yielded, and left the room. In a minute more the Captain made his appearance. Although she had given way, Mrs.
"Miss Bowmore's reputation is not in question for a single instant," Bervie answered. "My sister has been the companion of her journey from first to last." "Journey?" Mr. Bowmore repeated, indignantly. "I want to know, sir, what the journey means. As an outraged father, I ask one plain question. Why did you run away with my daughter?"
In this case, they might apply for their passports before the regular office hours, if they explained the circumstances, backed by the authority of the magistrate's letter. Mr. Bowmore followed Percy to the nearest inn that was open, sublimely indifferent to the delays and difficulties of the journey.
"If you wish to see the Captain," he said, in broken English, "you will find him at that hotel." He handed a printed card to Percy, and disappeared among the crowd before it was possible to question him. Even Mr. Bowmore gave way to human weakness, and condescended to feel astonished in the face of such an event as this. "What next?" he exclaimed. "Wait till we get to the hotel," said Percy.
Bowmore himself, alive and hearty, returning with Percy from the meeting at the Club! The inevitable inquiries and explanations followed. Bowmore turned pale, nevertheless, when he looked at the unoccupied peg on his clothes stand. Had some man unknown personated him? And had a post-chaise been hired to lead an impending pursuit of him in the wrong direction? What did it mean?
And I tell you this, says he, in his high and mighty way, 'neither Government, nor the spies of Government, dare touch a hair of my head: they know it, sir, for the head of the people's friend!" "That's quite true," said Mrs. Bowmore, still believing in her husband as firmly as ever. Amelia went on: "Captain Bervie didn't seem to think so," she said. "He lost his temper.
Peytral had taken the house in which we were sitting it was called "The Lodge" simply two years ago. Before that the family had lived in Surrey, but they had not moved direct from there; there was a journey to America between, on some business of Mr. Peytral's, and it was on the return voyage that they had met Mr. Percy Bowmore. Mr.
The young man has a demand on Parliament for moneys due to his father's estate; and he pleased and flattered Miss Charlotte by asking Mr. Bowmore to advise him as to the best means of asserting his claim. By way of advancing his political interests, Mr. Bowmore introduced him to the local Hampden Club; and Miss Charlotte rewarded him with a generosity which must not be passed over in silence.
It was because of that they arrested Mr. Bowmore, of course." "Just so. And is this gamekeeper Grant in the same employ as yourself?" "Oh, no, sir! Mr. Peytral's is only just an acre or two of garden and a paddock. Grant's master is Colonel White, up at the Hall." "Very good. You were saying that Mr. Peytral told Mr. Bowmore to get out of his sight, and that Mr. Bowmore walked away. What then?"
Bowmore, returning through the garden-gate, instantly stopped and looked at the woman. "What makes you mention your master's name, Amelia, when you fear that something is wrong?" she asked. Amelia changed color, and looked confused. "I am loth to alarm you, ma'am," she said; "and I can't rightly see what it is my duty to do." Mrs.
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