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Yes, sir-when he makes a speech, everybody goes to hear him, for he says what he pleases, and old Judge Withers, whose will is as arbitrary as Julius Caesar's, and has got the obstinacy of Tom Boyce's mule, dar'n't attempt to control the tenor of his plea. And he can tell the best invented story of any man in town. He cleared the villanous Doctor Hines once upon the color of his pantaloons."
He had drawn one of the few easy chairs the room possessed to the fire, and with his feet on the fender, and one of Mr. Boyce's French novels on his knee, he was intensely enjoying a moment of physical ease. The work of these weeks of canvassing and speaking had been arduous, and he was naturally indolent.
It will be the hundreds and thousands of people with something to lose a few pounds in a joint-stock mill, a house of their own built through a co-operative store, an acre or two of land stocked by their own savings it is they, I am afraid, who will put Miss Boyce's friends down so far as they represent any real attack on property and brutally, too, I fear, if need be."
He bent forward and covered his face with his hands. Then he opened his eyes again. "Dark sea and sunrise! And yet I'm sitting on a sofa in old Boyce's room! ... God help me!" That was the beginning. For three weeks this strange affection of Davidson's eyes continued unabated. It was far worse than being blind.
Otherwise it would only prove a more powerful engine of oppression. Wharton's arguments may perhaps be left to the imagination. He would have liked simply to play the proprietor and the master to say, "This is my decision, those are my terms take my work or leave it." But Craven was Miss Boyce's friend; he was also a Venturist. Chafing under both facts, Wharton found that he must state his case.
I went to bed as well pleased with life as a man can be in this convulsion of the world. The next morning she sent me a letter to read. It was written at Boyce's dictation. It ran: "Dear Mother: "I'm sorry to say I am knocked out pro tem. I was fooling about where a C.O. didn't ought to, and a Bosch bullet got me so that I can't write. But don't worry at all about me.
And that was all my clean-souled Betty knew about it! She had no idea of deeper faithlessness; no suspicion of Boyce's presence with Althea on the bank of the canal. She stood pathetic in her half knowledge. My heart ached. From her pure woman's point of view she had been justified in her denunciation of Boyce. He had left her without a word. A wall of silence came between them.
How Aldous hung upon her, following every movement, anticipating every want! After a while Hallin found himself half-inclined to Mr. Boyce's view, that men of Raeburn's type are never seen to advantage in this stage this queer topsy-turvy stage of first passion. He felt a certain impatience, a certain jealousy for his friend's dignity.
"What do you suppose you are yourself, my dear old friend," said I over Marigold's shoulder. I went away greatly comforted. Both of them were as brave as could be. For the first time I took a more cheerful view of Boyce's future. On the evening before the Reception Betty was shown into the library. It was late, getting on towards my bedtime, and I was nodding in front of the fire.
Could it be possible that Gedge thought himself the sole repository of the secret which Boyce had so desperately confided to me? But when had the life of Gedge and the military life of Leonard Boyce crossed? It was puzzling. Well, to tell the truth, I thought no more about the matter. The glow of Mrs. Boyce's happiness remained with me all the evening.
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