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He pointed to a man who had come quickly round the corner from the direction of the High Street, a middle-sized, apparently well-dressed man, who hurried up the broad steps and disappeared within the glass-panelled doors. "That's another of 'em," observed Davidge. "And I'm a Dutchman if this taxi-cab doesn't hold t'other two. You'll recognize them, easy."
From half-past six that evening, Triffitt, who had previously made some ingenious arrangements with the slit of his letter-box, by which he could keep an eye on the corridor outside, kept watch on Burchill's door he had an instinctive notion that Davidge, when he arrived, would be glad to know whether the gentleman opposite was in or out.
Davidge to follow closely what I'm going to tell you," he continued. "I got out of the cab at the station in the High Street, dismissed it, walked a little way along the street, and then crossed over and made for the Herapath Flats for the estate office entrance. I think you are all very well acquainted with that entrance.
And yesterday evening, coming out from among the plaudits of the crowd that had been paying honor to the wonderful renderings of Couldock and Davidge in the "Chimney-Corner," Wetmore, the critic and habitue, did not even bring away a play-bill. That little domestic scene was so daguerreotyped upon his memory that he should never forget one detail of cast or incident never!
The agreement was that if competition appeared payment was to cease. In all, $480,000 a year was paid during this time. The testimony of Fischer, Davidge and other officials of the steamship lines covers many pages of the investigating committee's report.
Davidge had kept up this flow of talk while he took stock of his surroundings, and now, with another nudge of his companion's elbow, he took a chair between the door and the table, planted himself firmly in it, put his hands on top of his stout stick, and propped his chin on his hands. He looked at Mrs. Engledew once more, and then let his eyes make another inspection of her guests.
What he said to that highly-excited gentleman they did not hear, but the Italian presently walked off looking very crestfallen, while Davidge, joining them, looked highly pleased with himself. "Of course, you'll stop payment of that cheque at the bank first thing tomorrow, gentlemen," he said.
At the end of the following year, however, in December 1724, Davidge Gould resumes his trusteeship, and with the record of that fact the disclosures yielded by these ancient parchments as to Henry Fielding's stormy boyhood come to an end. From these records it becomes possible to gain some idea of the surroundings of the great novelist's early youth.
A dead silence fell on the room. Then Peggie Wynne cried out, and Barthorpe suddenly made a spring at Burchill. "You villain!" he said in a low concentrated voice. "You've done me, you devil! Let me get my hands on " The other men, Triffitt on their heels, came bustling into the room, obedient to Davidge's lifted finger. "Put the handcuffs on both of 'em," commanded Davidge.
It seemed to Triffitt, who possessed, and sedulously cultivated, a sense of the dramatic, that the scene to which he and Davidge were presently conducted by a trim and somewhat surprised-looking parlour-maid, was one which might have been bodily lifted from the stage of any theatre devoted to work of the melodramatic order.
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