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A moment before Burdon's name was mentioned she was sitting relaxed and rather dispirited, as you sometimes see a yacht becalmed, riding the water without life or interest. But as soon as it appeared that Burdon was about to enter, a breeze suddenly seemed to fill Helen's sails. Her beauty, passive before, became active. Her bunting fluttered. Her flags began to fly.

It was exactly twelve o'clock by the chiming timepiece in the hall. Just the hour for such a task, I felt with a sort of shiver, as Sir John came down to the pantry, where I had candles ready, and a small crowbar used for opening packing-cases, and a screw-driver. "Everybody seems quiet up-stairs, Burdon," says Sir John, "so let's get to work at once. But, hillo! just put out a lamp?"

That puzzled Mary, too. "Perhaps Burdon has money beside his salary," she suggested. "He hasn't. I know he hasn't. He's in debt right now." They thought it over in silence. "I think if I were you, I'd tear it up," he said at last. She promptly tore it into shreds. "Now we'll forget that," he said. "I must confess, however, that it has raised another question to my mind.

The wine of the day might have been working in Burdon, too, for he hadn't walked far with Mary before he was reminding her more strongly than ever, of Steerforth in David Copperfield Baffles in the Amateur Cracksman. Indeed, that morning, listening to his drawl and looking up at the dark handsome face with its touch of recklessness, the association of Mary's ideas widened.

'Why had that serpent no effect on him though it was able to kill the rabbit instantaneously? And how are you going to explain the violent trembling of that horse, Mr. Burdon? 'I can't explain it, answered Arthur, irritably, 'but I'm not inclined to attribute to the supernatural everything that I can't immediately understand.

'You really needn't think it in the least necessary to show any interest in me, she replied bluntly. 'She draws the most delightful caricatures, said Margaret. 'I'll bring you a horror of yourself, which she'll do the moment you leave us. 'Don't be so spiteful, Margaret. Miss Boyd could not help thinking all the same that Arthur Burdon would caricature very well.

Fortunately it is rather a long one. 'One of my cherished ideas is that it is impossible to love without imagination. Again Arthur Burdon made no reply, but a curious look came into his eyes as he gazed in front of him. It was the look which might fill the passionate eyes of a mystic when he saw in ecstasy the Divine Lady of his constant prayers.

Since I knew the word I have heard it several times in the streets, and Bishop Burdon says that before his servants found out that he knew Chinese, they were always speaking of him and Mrs. Burdon by this very ugly name. Rather, I would write of some of the facts concerning this very remarkable settlement, which is on its way to being the most important British colony in the Far East.

I didn't waste any time, but getting down my ink-bottle and pens, I took a sheet of paper, and wrote as plainly as I could about how Sir John Drinkwater and his butler James Burdon had hidden all the chests of valuable old gold cups and salvers in the inner wine-cellar, where the entrance was bricked-up; and to make all sure, I put down the date as near as I could remember in 1851, and the number of the house, 19 Great Grandon Street, Bloomsbury, because, though it was not likely, Sir John might move, and if that paper was found after I was dead, people might go on a false scent, find nothing, and think I was mad.

It ain't safe, and it's cruel to a man to ask him to take charge of it." He did not speak for a few minutes. "What am I to do, then, Burdon?" "Some people send their plate to the bank, Sir John." "Yes," he says; "some people do a great many things that I do not intend to do. There; I shall not take any notice of what you said." "But you must, please, Sir John; I couldn't stay like this."

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