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"Wait!" said Hinckley. "Don't go, Cornish; it isn't as bad as that!" As he spoke he laid his hand on Cornish's arm, and I saw that he was pale. He felt more keenly than did I the danger of division and strife among us. "Yes, Mr. Hinckley," said Jim, as Cornish sat down again, "it is as bad as that! This thing amounts to a crisis. For one, I don't propose to adopt the 'stand-from-under' tactics.
Von Holzen slowly moistened his lips, and Cornish, meeting his glance, felt his heart leap upward to his throat. His way had been the way of peace. He had never seen that look in a man's eyes before, but there was no mistaking it. There are two things that none can mistake an earthquake, and murder shining in a man's eyes. But there was good blood in Cornish's veins, and good blood never fails.
After one of these embassies the syndicate held a meeting in Cornish's elegant offices on the ground-floor of the new "Hotel Elkins" building. We sent Giddings away to prepare an optimistic news-story for to-morrow's Herald, and an editorial leader based upon it, both of which had been formulated among us before going into executive session on the state of the nation.
It was one of the large boats built for traffic on the greater canals and the open waters of the Scheldt estuary. It was laden from end to end with little square boxes bearing only a number and a port mark in black stencil. A pleasant odor of sealing-wax dominated the weedy smell of the canal. "Wherever you turn you meet the stuff," was Cornish's greeting to the two Englishmen.
For a man's life is always centred round a memory or a hope, and neither of those requires much space wherein to live. Tony Cornish's world had narrowed to the Villa des Dunes on the sandhills of Scheveningen, and his mind's eye was always turned in that direction. His one thought at this time was to protect Dorothy to keep, if possible, the name she bore from harm and ill-fame.
After this it was thought wise to permit the papers to print the story of Cornish's retirement; otherwise the Captain might have fomented an insurrection. "The reasons for this step on the part of Mr. Cornish are purely personal," said the Herald.
A momentary gravity passed across Cornish's face. These men were as far removed from him as the crawling beetle is from the butterfly. Who shall say, however, that the butterfly sees nothing but the flowers? As they passed him, some of them edged away with a dull humility for fear their poor garments should touch his fur coat.
It was seven in the evening, and day closing in, before they took the road again. Billy had fallen into a boastful mood, and felt his heart so warm towards Cornish that nothing would do but they must tramp it together so far as Nancledrea, which was a goodish bit out of Cornish's road to Ludgvan.
Lord Ferriby had in early life been managed by a thrifty mother, who had in due course married him to a thrifty wife. Tony Cornish's business affairs had been narrowed down to the financial fiasco of a tailor's bill far beyond his facilities.
"You have the air, mon ami, of a malgamiter," said Mrs. Vansittart, looking into Cornish's face "lurking here in your little inn in a back street! Why do you not go to one of the larger hotels in Scheveningen, since you have abandoned The Hague?" "Because the larger hotels are not open yet," replied Cornish, bringing forward a chair. "That is true, now that I think of it.
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