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In the present instance the police were not called in, and I am inclined to think that their presence would not have been advantageous to any of the party. "Upon my honour I know nothing about her," were the first words which Cradell was able to articulate, when Lupex, under Eames's persuasion, at last relaxed his hold. Lupex turned round to Miss Spruce with a sardonic grin.
This little interruption to the current of Mr Eames's thoughts was, I think, for the good for the service, as immediately on his friend's departure he went to his work; whereas, had not he been called away from his reflections about Miss Dale, he would have sat thinking about her affairs probably for the rest of the morning.
Wouldn't it be a good thing, Mrs Dale, if he settled himself in London?" "No, John; it would be a very bad thing. Why should he wish to rob me of my daughter?" Mrs Dale was speaking of her eldest daughter; but the very allusion to any such robbery covered John Eames's face with a blush, made him hot up to the roots of his hair, and for the moment silenced him.
The crowd upon the platform was not very dense, but there were quite enough of people to make a very respectable audience for this little play. Crosbie, in his dismay, retreated a step or two, and his retreat was much accelerated by the weight of Eames's attack. He endeavoured to free his throat from his foe's grasp; but in that he failed entirely.
He says Wontner ought to learn manners first, but we thought Trivett turned to Eames, who was less a son of the house than himself, Eames's father being still alive. 'Then, Eames went on, 'he became rather noisome, and we thought we might as well impound the correspondence' he wrinkled his swelled left eye 'and after that, we got him to take a seat in my car.
John Eames's love was still as hot as ever, having been sustained on poetry, and kept alive, perhaps, by some close confidence in the ears of a brother clerk; but it is not to be supposed that during these two years he had been a melancholy lover. It might, perhaps, have been better for him had his disposition led him to that line of life. Such, however, had not been the case.
The weather was cold. The presence of the malady in the house had caused them all to be careful, and, moreover, good advice was at hand at once. The doctor begged Mrs Dale not to be uneasy, but he was very eager in begging that the two sisters might not be allowed to be together. "Could you not send Bell into Guestwick, to Mrs Eames's?" said he.
"I suppose this woman does know him? She must know him, because he has written to her." "She knows something about him, no doubt, and has some reason for wishing that you should quarrel with him. If I were you, I should take care not to gratify her. As for Mr Eames's note, it is a joke." "It is nothing to me," said Lily.
"I have plenty of that kind of thing, and you can't think how I like it." "Them whom God has joined together, let no man put asunder," said Miss Spruce. "As for me myself, I'm only an old woman." This little ebullition threw a gloom over the dinner-table, and nothing more was said on the occasion as to the glories of Eames's career.
Then Eames thought ever the circumstances of the day, and remembered that he had certainly not seen Cradell since the morning. It was that public servant's practice to saunter into Eames's room in the middle of the day, and there consume bread and cheese and beer, in spite of an assertion which Johnny had once made as to crumbs of biscuit bathed in ink. But on this special day he had not done so.
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