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Without understanding the situation, and before even she had formulated to herself any criticism of the persons concerned, she felt suddenly sick. She dared not look at George Cannon, but once when she raised her head to await the flow of a period that had been arrested at a laudatory superlative, she caught Dayson winking coarsely at him. She hoped that Mr. Cannon had silently snubbed him.
Dayson asked in a low voice, leering pawkily, as though to indicate that he was a man who could be trusted to think of everything. "Will be to-morrow, I think," said Mr. Cannon. "Got that letter ready, Miss Lessways?" Hilda sprang into life. "Yes," she said, handing it diffidently. "But if you'd like me to do it again you see it's " "Plethora of H2O," Dayson put in, indulgent. "Oh no!" Mr.
But whereas Karkeek was privately ashamed, Dayson was proud of his rôle, which gave him the illusion of power and glory. "Just take this down, will you?" said Mr. Cannon. Hilda grasped at her notebook and seized a pencil, and then held herself tense to receive the message, staring downwards at the blank page. Dayson lolled in his chair, throwing his head back.
Arthur Dayson rolled oratorically on in defence of the man whom yesterday he had attacked. And then Sowter, the old clerk, entered. "What is it? Don't interrupt me!" snapped Dayson. "There's the Signal.... Latest details.... This here Majuba business!" "What do I care about your Majuba?" Dayson retorted. "I've got something more important than your Majuba."
And the excellent ass Dayson, always facetiously cheerful, and without a grain of humour, remarked: "Copiousness with the H2O, Miss Lessways, is the father of smudged epistles. I'm ready to go through these proofs with you as soon as you are." He was over thirty. He had had affairs with young women. He reckoned that there remained little for him to learn.
Cannon decided. Having read the letter, he gave it to Dayson. "It doesn't matter, but you ought to have signed it before it was copied in the letter-book." "Gemini! Miss!" murmured Dayson, glancing at Hilda with uplifted brows. The fact was that both of them had forgotten this formality.
While she was busily cutting out the news from the Telegraph to be ready for Arthur Dayson, there was a very timid knock at the door, and Florrie entered, as into some formidable cabinet of tyrannic rulers. "If you please, miss " she began to whisper. "Why, Florrie," Hilda exclaimed, "what have you put that old skirt on for, when I've given you mine? I told you " "I did put it on, miss.
Cannon as 'our friend, but she did not know why, unless it was that she vaguely regarded it as presumptuous, or, in the alternative, if he meant to be facetious, as ill-bred, on the part of Arthur Dayson.
Glimpses of London had modified old estimates of her native town. Nevertheless, the new Town Hall still appeared extraordinarily large and important to her. She saw the detested Arthur Dayson in the distance of the street, and crossed hurriedly to the Square, looking fixedly at the storeys above the ironmonger's so that Arthur Dayson could not possibly catch her eye.
After waiting nervously a few moments, the aged Hilda slipped silently downstairs, and through the kitchen, and so by the garden, where with their feet in mire the hare trees were giving signs of hope under the soft blue sky, into the street. Florrie would never know that she had been watched. Ten minutes later, when she went into the office of Dayson & Co., Hilda was younger than ever.
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