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It's queer, Britten, but I do believe you're going to bring me luck, and that's as true as Gospel." "And true it shall be," said I, "if good wishes can do it, my boy. Let's go and get the cars. My box of tricks will be melted down if I leave it in the sun any longer. Let's get back to Paris and have some fun; I'm sure that's what you're wanting."
In 1895 that was my last year with Britten, for I went up to Cambridge in September my vision of the world had much the same relation to the vision I have to-day that an ill-drawn daub of a mask has to the direct vision of a human face. Britten and I looked at our world and saw what did we see? Forms and colours side by side that we had no suspicion were interdependent.
We're so interwoven that being parted now will leave us just misshapen cripples.... You don't know the motives, you don't know the rush and feel of things, you don't know how it was with us, and how it is with us. You don't know the hunger for the mere sight of one another; you don't know anything." Britten looked at his finger-nails closely. His red face puckered to a wry frown.
"Ah," she said, "men are strange creatures, Britten. When we will, they will not; and when we will not, why, then they give us jewellery. I can't go back to Paris. If I do, a police officer goes with me." "Take him on the box and call him a footman unless you prefer to make for London right away, madame." She was emphatic about this. "I can't, Britten! I must stay in Paris.
And when we found that the thing they called unclean, unclean, was Pagan beauty God! it was a glory to sin, Britten, it was a pride and splendour like bathing in the sunlight after dust and grime!" "Yes," said Britten. "That's all very well " I interrupted him. "I know there's a case I'm beginning to think it a valid case against us; but we never met it!
"And you are telling me " "That she was a very fine actress. Do you deny it, Mr. Britten?" I rose and buttoned my coat but the black look was in his eyes again. "Britten," says he, "not in so much of a hurry, if you please. I am going round to the Daily Herald this afternoon to get that five hundred. You will sit here until I return, when I shall pay you fifty of the best.
"You know, Remington," he said, "and I know, that if this could be fended off for six months if you could be clapped in prison, or got out of the way somehow, until this marriage was all over and settled down for a year, say you know then you two could meet, curious, happy, as friends. Saved! You KNOW it." I turned and stared at him. "You're wrong, Britten," I said.
"Oh," says he, "don't you fear, Britten, I shan't treat you that way you may drink my whisky all right, a barrelful if you can. When I want to deal with you, Britten, it will be another way altogether cash, my boy; have you any objection to a little cash?"
In a few seconds only a trail of vanishing bubbles marked the spot where the Negro had gone into the sea. "How long will it take him to reach bottom?" asked Ned, peering overside in fascination. "About forty minutes," replied Captain Britten. "A diver must be lowered and raised gradually in order to avoid the terrible after-effects of a sudden change in pressure.
A clean-shaven gentleman was talking to her when I went in, and for a little while I didn't recognise him; but presently he turned round, and something in his manner and tone of voice caused me to look up sharp enough. "Why," says I, "his lordship!" They both laughed at this, and Miss Dartel held up her finger. "Whatever are you saying, Britten?" cried she. "That's Mr.
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