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But he kept these sentiments to himself, and after giving his patient a strong tonic to revive his energies, he sat by the bedside with his fingers on the pulse of the dying man. Caranby rallied considerably, and when he began his recital spoke in stronger tones. Cuthbert dipped his pen in the ink, but did not dare even to think.
"Yes, that is all right," he said, "but her name is Bathsheba Saul." "What?" said Jennings, so loud that several people turned to look. "Hush!" said Caranby, sinking his voice, "you attract notice. Yes, I made Cuthbert describe the appearance of this woman. His description vaguely suggested Emilia Saul.
"I am a Spanish Jewess," said Maraquito, quickly and uneasily, "I have only been in London five years." "And met with an accident a year or two after you arrived," murmured Caranby; "how very sad." Maraquito did not know what to make of the ironical old gentleman. It seemed to her that he was hostile, but she could take no offence at what he said.
Round and round the place that fifteen-feet wall is built, and the park, as they calls it, is running as wild as a cow. Not a soul has set foot in that place for the last fifteen years. But I expect when Mr. Mallow comes in for the title he'll pull it down and build 'ouses. I'm sure he ought to: it's a shame seeing land wasted like that." "Where is Lord Caranby now?"
"Then I suppose since she has made money through Hale's gambling-house she will marry him out of gratitude." "She will marry Mallow," said Mrs. Herne, closing her mouth firmly. "Lord Caranby may object." "His objections will be overcome," she replied, with a crafty smile. "In what way? I am not curious, but " "I have my own opinion of that, Mr. Jennings."
"She is dead," and Cuthbert related the accident in the street. The doctor had strong nerves, but he shuddered when he heard the dreadful story. Nemesis had been less leaden-footed than usual. In due time Dr. Yeo, who usually attended Caranby, made his appearance and stated that his patient would not live many hours. "He was always weak," said Yeo, "and of late his weakness increased.
"The truth. Emilia is dead now, but she lived alone for many a long day. I knew that Selina Loach was my aunt, and," Maraquito looked at him with piercing eyes, "Mrs. Octagon knew also." By this time Caranby had recovered from his emotion. "There is nothing bad I don't expect to hear of Isabella Octagon," he said, "so this then was why she visited you?" "Yes.
She gazed smilingly at Lord Caranby, yet there was a nervous look in her eyes. "I have heard of you from Mr. Mallow," she said flushing. "My nephew. He comes here at times. Indeed," said Caranby gallantly, "it was his report of your beauty that brought me here to-night." Maraquito sighed. "The wreck of a beauty," said she bitterly, "three years ago indeed but I met with an accident." "So I heard.
Lord Caranby came down and told one of our men that he intended to throw down the wall and let the place as a building site. So when the building begins the heap will soon be cleared away and the cellars laid bare. But there's nothing there," said the inspector again. "I am not so sure of that." "What do you mean?" "Nothing.
"Because I have enough money for us both, and when Caranby dies I shall be almost a millionaire. I don't like you having this money." "But your reason?" "I have none that I can tell you. Besides, if we can buy Mrs. Octagon's consent with even six thousand a year " "I do not mind," said Juliet.
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