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"It's enough to make all the difference to you," said Neeld. "It makes the action you took in giving up your position unnecessary and wrong. It restores the state of things which existed " "Before you and Mina Zabriska came to Blent and brought Mr Cholderton?" He sat smiling a moment. "Forgive me; I'm very inhospitable," he said, and offered them cigarettes and whiskey.
Wilbury House, on the road to Cholderton, was erected in the Italian style in the early seventeenth century by the Bensons, a noted family in those days, one of whose members is commemorated by a brass in the church. The house was the home of the late Mr. T. Gibson Bowles, formerly the member for King's Lynn.
The valley goes on to Cholderton, Shipton Bellinger and Tidworth, where are situated the head-quarters of the Southern Military Command. The Collingbournes Ducis and Kingston are much farther on, right at the head of the valley, and eighteen miles from Salisbury.
With the Journal it said something more. For the 20th is not "early in July." Yet Mr Neeld had never heard ! He shut the book hastily and put it back on the shelf. Returning to his desk, he took up the blue pencil. But on second thoughts this instrument did not content him. He felt resentful toward his dead friend Josiah Cholderton.
She went on, in all innocence this time; she had no reason to think that Cholderton had been in possession of any secrets, and if he had, it would not have occurred to her that he would record them. "He knew my mother quite well; he used to come and see us. Does he mention her Madame de Kries?"
Such trials should not be inflicted on quiet old bachelors; Josiah Cholderton had not done with his editor yet. "We must treat it as a mere trifle," the Imp announced, fixing on the thing which above all others she could not achieve. Yet her manner was so confident that Neeld gasped. "And if that doesn't do, we must tell her that the happiness of her whole life depends on what she does to-night."
And she'll probably keep a journal and make entries about us, like the late Mr Cholderton, and some day be edited by a future Mr Neeld. Mina must stop, that's clear." "It's clear anyhow because nothing would make her go," said Cecily. "Let's go up the hill and see her now?" he suggested. Together they climbed the hill and reached the terrace.
It will be seen that the information which Mina had gleaned from her mother, and filled in from her own childish recollection, was not so minute in the matter of dates as that which Madame de Kries had given at the time of the events to Mr Cholderton, and which was now locked away in the drawer at Mr Jenkinson Neeld's chambers.
If there be a safe pastime, one warranted to lead a man into no trouble and to entangle him in no scandals, it would seem to lie in editing the Journal of a Member of Parliament, a Commercial Delegate, an Inventor of the Hygroxeric Method of Dressing Wool. Josiah Cholderton had not quite for the first time played him false. But never so badly as this before! "Good gracious me!" he muttered.
"You often were in those days." "Oh, I am still but on the inside of the door now. And she told me about it afterward of her own accord. But it wouldn't interest you, uncle." "Not in its present stage of revelation," he agreed, with a little yawn. "The funny old Englishman you never saw him, did you? Mr Cholderton he knew her. He rather admired her too.
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