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"And I suppose you thought I'd also forgotten to put down that tailor chap, Shillitoe?" So it was all out! Shillitoe must have been chattering. Denry remembered that the classic established tailor of the town, Hatterton, whose trade Shillitoe was getting, was a particular friend of Mr Duncalf's. He saw the whole thing. "Well?" persisted Mr Duncalf, after a judicious silence from Denry.
It was the first time that Denry had ever seen her without an efficient smile on her face. "Have you got to be anywhere particular?" he asked. Many ladies would not have understood what he meant. But the Countess was used to the Five Towns. "Yes," said she. "I have got to be somewhere particular. I've got to be at the Police Institute at three o'clock particular, Mr Machin. And I shan't be.
Then, after finding a stamp in a pocket of his waistcoat under his jersey, he put it in his mouth and lost it there for a long time. Finally Denry got the receipt, certifying that he was the owner of the lifeboat formerly known as Llandudno, but momentarily without a name, together with all her gear and sails. "Are ye going to live in her?" the rather curt John inquired. "Not in her.
Finally there was a rush of men down the iron stairway to the lower part of the pier, ten feet nearer the water. "You stay here, you two!" Denry ordered. "But, Denry " "Stay here, I tell you!" All the male in him was aroused. He was off, after the rush of men. "Half a jiffy," he said, coming back. "Just take charge of this, will you?"
The guardian seemed to hesitate. "These ladies are with me," he said. The guardian yielded. It was a triumph for Denry. He could read his triumph in the eyes of his companions. When she looked at him like that, Ruth was assuredly marvellous among women, and any ideas derogatory to her marvellousness which he might have had at Bursley and in the train were false ideas.
The effect was thrilling and roused cheers. Never did the Lifeboat Institution receive such an advertisement as Denry gave it gratis. After the rocketing Denry stood alone on the slopes of the Little Orme and watched the lanterns floating home over the water, and heard the lusty mirth of his clients in the still air. It was an emotional experience for him.
When the original lady member had paid in her two pounds or so, she was entitled to spend four pounds or so at shops. She did spend four pounds or so at shops. And Denry had to pay the shops. He was thus temporarily nearly two pounds out of pocket, and he had to collect that sum by trifling instalments. Multiply this case by five hundred, and you will understand the drain on Denry's capital.
All the furniture's out, and they've got all the tiles off the roof, and the windows out. And there's a regular crowd watching." Denry sat up. "And I can tell you another piece of news," said he. "Mr Cecil Wilbraham is dead." "Dead!" she breathed. "Yes," said Denry. "I think he's served his purpose. As we're here, we'll stop here.
I didn't see why I should let myself be upset because Mr Herbert Calvert had forgotten that he was a gentleman. I said, 'Let him wait for his rent, and I promised myself I would just see what he would dare to do." "I don't quite follow your argument," Denry put in. "Perhaps you don't," she silenced him. "I didn't expect you would.
"And who put you on to me?" asked Denry. Mr Myson smiled. "I put myself on to you," said he. "I think I may say I've got my bearings in the Five Towns, after over a year's journalism in it, and it appeared to me that you were the best man I could approach. I always believe in flying high." Therein was Denry flattered.
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