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The former were supporting their fortitude with the certainty of Henry's innocence, and a strong reliance on Dunwoodie's exertions in his behalf, and the latter waiting with impatience the intelligence, that was hourly expected, of a conflict, and their orders to depart. Captain Lawton, however, waited for both these events in vain.
Miss Peyton was a close observer of these movements of her niece, and advancing with an air of feminine dignity, inquired, "Then, sir, we may expect the pleasure of Major Dunwoodie's company shortly?" "Immediately, madam," answered the dragoon, withdrawing his admiring gaze from the person of Frances.
Then he sat down, folded his hands on his waistcoat and smiled at Cassy. "Nice day." "Very." "Down here often?" Cassy shook her docked hair. "No, and I don't at all know why I am here now. I do know though, and I may as well tell you at once, I have no intention of making a fuss." Dunwoodie's smile, a smile quasi-ogrish, semi-paternal, expanded. "If our Potsdam friend only resembled you!"
"And good-day to you." Below, on the malachite bench, a silk hat was waiting. When that hat again appeared in Dunwoodie's office, the Paliser Case was over. It had ended before it began. Cassy sat in the kitchen. Before her were a cheque and a letter. The letter was from the theatre-man. The cheque was Dunwoodie's. The cheque begged to be cashed, the letter begged her to call.
Purdy's pasty face turned feebly red. He stammered it. No, unfortunately, Mr. Dunwoodie was out. Would Mrs. Paliser wait? In Mr. Dunwoodie's private office? And the 'Herald' perhaps or the 'Times' or or Everything there, Broad Street to boot, the Stock Exchange included, Mr. Purdy was ready and anxious to offer. No, Mrs. Paliser would not wait and mentally she thanked her stars for it.
These last instructions, or rather commands, for they admitted of no departure from their letter, completed the sum of Dunwoodie's uneasiness. The despair and misery of Frances were constantly before his eyes, and fifty times he was tempted to throw himself on his horse and gallop to the Locusts; but an uncontrollable feeling prevented.
The great room was filled with members, eating, drinking, laughing, talking talking mainly of nothing whatever. He motioned. "Isn't that Cantillon over there with of all people! Dunwoodie?" Lennox looked and nodded. "Cantillon is in Dunwoodie's office. He asked me to give him my law business." Indifferently, with the air of one considering the improbable, Lennox added: "Some day I may.
Perhaps the world could not furnish more brave, enterprising, and resistless corps of light cavalry, than a few that were in the continental service at the time of which we write. Dunwoodie's men had often tried their prowess against the enemy, and they now sat panting to be led once more against foes whom they seldom charged in vain.
Then recollecting himself, he added, with composure, "If it is to Dunwoodie's squadron of Virginia light dragoons that you allude, it may be well to inform you that they generally take a bit of the skull with the skin." "Oh! I can have no apprehensions of gentlemen of your appearance," said the divine, with a smirk. "It is the natives that I apprehend." "Natives!
We are not near Dunwoodie's horse now, and you will not find me an easy prize to-day." Birch, I'll pay you well, and ever after stand your friend, in the bargain." "The road is as open to you as to me," said Birch, turning from him in ill-concealed disgust. "If you want to find the refugees, you know well where they lay."
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