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Canby was considerably farther off than Wallie, in the beginning, but the racing blood in the former's horse's veins responded gallantly to the urge of its rider. It stretched out and laid down to its work like a hare with the hounds behind it, quickly equalizing the distance. Aunt Lizzie was poking at a rock with her toe when she looked up suddenly and saw her danger.
"How should I deceive him, Mr. Canby?" she asked, her voice still unchanging. "Perhaps I put it too baldly. But I'm not in the habit; of mincing words. Jerry is no plaything. I'll give you an instance of how much in earnest he is." And then briefly, but with some sense of the color of the thing, I gave her a description of Jerry's bout with Sagorski.
She did nothing more than look at him inquiringly, but with such radiance that he floundered to a stop. There were only two things within his power to do: he had either to cough or to speak much too sweetly. "There's a draught here," she said, Christian anxiety roused by the paroxysm which rescued him from the damning alternative. "You oughtn't to stand here perhaps, Mr. Canby."
Jack was for dashing in at once and searching the premises but I took him by the arm. "Wait," I said, "listen." Somewhere within I thought I made out the sound of footsteps. "At least someone is about. Where's the bell? We'll ring." I found it and though the hour was late a maid answered. She came to the door timidly, uncertainly, as though a little frightened. "This is Mr. Canby," I explained.
He was going to take the sentient thing that was Jerry and make of him an adding machine. Would he? Could he? I found courage in a smile. "Of course, if that is your desire," I managed at last, "I have nothing to say except that if you had asked my opinion I should have advised against it." "I'm sorry, Canby," he finished, "but the matter has already been taken out of your hands."
Penrose's querulous voice reproaching him: "I hope you have the grace to be ashamed of yourself for not telling us, Wallace!" "If I look sheepish," Wallie replied, smiling, "it may be due to the nature of my new occupation. You see," in reply to their looks of inquiry, "Canby bought me out, to get rid of me, and for a far more munificent sum than I ever expected.
"Thank God," I said feelingly. "Then they're safe. What has happened, Miss Gore? Can you tell me? Jerry has gone, fled from Horsham Manor. We feared the worst." "I don't know what has happened, Mr. Canby," she admitted. "But it's very strange. I will tell you what I know. Marcia and Mr. Lloyd went out together after luncheon, not in a motor but afoot.
Miss Ellsling and a youth of the company took their places near the front of the stage and began the rehearsal of the second act with a dialogue that led up to the entrance of the star with the "ingenue," both of whom still remained out of the playwright's range of vision. As the moment for their appearance drew near, Canby became, to his own rage, almost uncontrollably agitated.
At the time, it was understood that prisoners on parole should not change their residence without military permission, and leave to go to New York was asked and obtained of General Canby. By steamer I reached that place in a week, and found that General Dix had just been relieved by General Hooker, to whom I at once reported.
Be especially careful about that young Miss ah Miss Malone's. You'll find her part is altered considerably, and will be even more, when Mr. Canby gets the dialogue for other changes finished. He'll let you have them to-morrow.
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