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He'll hurt me no more, but he'll say it before I'm done." And, throwing off the restraining hands, he made his way into the lavatory. Dr. Bulling was arranging his collar before a glass. As Barney entered he turned around. "I'm sorry, Boyle," he began, "but you brought it on yourself, you know." Barney walked straight up to him. "I didn't hear you say you are a liar."
The old fishermen would tell you as they waited for a bite that the German was fichu, their faith in the credit of France unimpaired as they lived on the income of the savings of their industry before they retired. You asked gardeners about business, which you knew was good with that ever-hungry and spendthrift British Army "bulling" the market.
Somebody has been bulling the stock without orders; and, as they can have no information which we are not perfectly up to, depend upon it, it is done for a purpose. I suspect Sawley and his friends. They have never been quite happy since the allocation; and I caught him yesterday pumping our broker in the back shop. We'll see in a day or two.
You see, one can't be rude. One must speak to all one's friends. But, of course, one can always plan one's time. How ever," she continued, "one can hardly expect to see much of the very popular Dr. Bulling, whose attention is always so fully taken up." "Oh, rot!" said the doctor. "I say, can't we get off a little together? There are nice quiet nooks about the old building."
"You have just made an insinuation against the honour of a young lady. I say again you are a mean and cowardly liar. I want you to say so." For a moment or two Bulling's surprise kept him silent. "Quite right," said Trent. "Beastly cad!" Then Dr. Bulling broke forth. "You impertinent young cub! What do you mean?"
Conscious of the prestige his wealth and social position accorded him, and inflamed by the wine he was drinking, Bulling became increasingly offensive. The talk degenerated. The stories and songs became more and more coarse in tone. It was Barney's first experience of a dinner of this kind, and it filled him with disgust and horror.
It was Barney. She saw him pause, evidently to make inquiry of a dockhand. With a muttered oath, Bulling sprang to the aft line. "Let go that line, Murdoff!" he shouted to the man at the bow. "Look lively, there!" As he spoke he cast off the stern line and seized the wheel, making it imperative that Murdoff should execute his command in the liveliest manner.
"Oh, very dear friends, and very old friends, and friends of Mr. Boyle. In fact, his brother, a theological student, and a Miss Robertson. I think you have met her. She is a nurse in the General Hospital." "Nurse Robertson?" said Bulling. "Oh, yes, I know her. Pretty much of a saint, isn't she?" "A saint?" cried Iola, for the first time throwing energy into her voice. "Yes, a saint.
"Oh, that's nothing," waved Dr. Foxmore, recovering his self-esteem, "we enjoyed it." "How nice of you! And you were pulling wires, too, Dr. Foxmore?" "Ah, well, we did a little work in a quiet way," replied the doctor, falling into his best professional tone. "And this yachting party, I suppose Dr. Bulling and you worked that, too? Really, Dr.
Already it was tottering to ruin, and by Barney's hand. She read the note hurriedly again. "He wants me to break with Dr. Bulling." She recalled a sentence in the doctor's letter. "Let no one or nothing keep you from accepting this invitation." "He's afraid Barney will keep me back. Nonsense! How stupid of Barney! He is so terribly particular! He doesn't understand these things.
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