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"No more I would, sir," said Gaff, drawing himself up, "and no more I did; but let me tell to you, sir, nevertheless, that your suspicions is c'rect. I left Emmie Wilson at your house, and Emmie Wilson is Emma Graham!" Kenneth stopped and looked earnestly at his companion. "My sister and brother?" he asked in a low suppressed voice. "Dead, both of 'em," said Gaff.
The sick man laughed. Matilda continued to gaze strangely at the young man. 'She knows I didn't, said Hadrian. He too had his courage, as a rat has indomitable courage in the end. Hadrian had some of the neatness, the reserve, the underground quality of the rat. But he had perhaps the ultimate courage, the most unquenchable courage of all. Emmie looked at her sister. 'Oh, well, she said.
"Will three weeks be too soon, Emmie dearest?" said he, in a mysterious whisper. "Nonsense, Henry," and there came a smothered "don't," for Mr. Inglis had left them alone for a little time. A few days afterward Melville was standing upon a wharf watching some passengers who landed from a vessel late from Melbourne. Suddenly he started.
If he did not marry Matilda he would go to Canada with twenty thousand pounds. This was itself a very satisfactory prospect. If Matilda consented he would have nothing she would have her own money. Emmie was the one to act. She went off in search of the solicitor and brought him with her. There was an interview, and Whittle tried to frighten the youth into withdrawal but without avail.
"Dearest, we can't!" her husband assured her. "Then tell him to stop and let me get out and walk. This is too awful. He wants to kill us." "Can you stop and let us get out?" pleaded Sir Samuel. "To stop here would be the most dangerous thing we could do," was the answer. "You hear, Emmie, my darling." "I hear. Impudence to dictate to you! Whatever you are willing to do, I won't be bearded."
"Then you are not going out to take an appointment?" "By George, Emmie," the burly Yorkshireman put in, with an air of annoyance, "you are cross-questioning Dr. Cumberledge; nowt less than cross-questioning him!" I waited a second. "No," I answered, slowly. "I have not been practising of late. I am looking about me. I travel for enjoyment." That made her think better of me.
"Emmie," said a voice at the head of the stairs. "Yes, pa, I am coming. Please bring some more to-morrow, good man," added she, in a louder voice, "and if you hear of a footman who wants a place, send him here." "Thank you, miss," said he, in the tone of a hawker, again, "I will do so.
Yet it was chiefly a kind of politics they talked. On the second day after Hadrian's arrival, Matilda sat with her father in the evening. She was drawing a picture which she wanted to copy. It was very still, Hadrian was gone out somewhere, no one knew where, and Emmie was busy. Mr. Rockley reclined on his bed, looking out in silence over his evening-sunny garden.
"Oh no, Emmie, I thought so at first, but she can't help her eyebrows; and when you come to know her there is a vast deal in her- thought, and originality, and purpose. I am sure it has been good for Gerald. He has seemed more definite and in earnest lately, less as if he were playing with everything, with all views all round." "But his spirits are so odd! so merry and then so grave."
Then I turned round, and deliberately retraced my steps, past the ottoman, skirting round the bed, and was just disappearing through the door, when she made a final effort to attract my attention, asking a very practical question: "Emmie! Lady Wincote said: "You made no answer at all, but whisked out of the door in a great hurry, and then for the first time I remembered that you were in India.
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