Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 2, 2025
Mills will be here at half-past nine, or even sooner, as I cannot think he will have walked from Falmer as he intended. But whenever he comes, I will see him. He has not been here already?" "No, sir," said Williams, "Will you have a hot bath, sir?" "No, I will just change. How battered the poor garden will look tomorrow after this deluge." Mr.
"Looks as if he did get out at Falmer," said Wilkinson. Figgis took a long time to consider this. "It is possible," he said. "It is also possible that he put his luggage into the train in London, and subsequently missed the train himself." Then together they went through the papers that might conceivably help them.
He had, it may be remembered, more office work to get through before evening, so he prepared to walk out as far as the limits of the time at his disposal would admit and take the train back. And since there could be nothing more pleasurable in the way of walking than locomotion over the springy grass of the downs, he took, as he had done a hundred times before, the road that led to Falmer.
Mills had travelled from London, as he intended, and that he had got out at this station. It was certain also that at that hour the prisoner, burning for vengeance, and knowing the movements of Mr. Mills, was in the vicinity of Falmer. To proceed, it was certain also that the prisoner in a very strange wild state had arrived at Mr. Taynton's house about nine that evening, knowing that Mr.
What time ought he to have got in?" "He was to have got to Falmer," said Mr. Taynton with a little emphasis on the last word, "at a quarter to seven. He spoke of walking from there." Morris looked at him with a furtive sidelong glance. "Why, I I might have met him there," he said. "I went up there again after I left you to tell Sir Richard you would call to-morrow."
It would have been a cooling thought in the hot office hours of to-morrow to picture them sitting together in the garden at Falmer, or under one of the cool deep-foliaged oaks in the park. Then suddenly his face changed, the smile faded, but came back next instant and broadened with a laugh. And the man who laughs when he is by himself may certainly be supposed to have strong cause for amusement.
One lounged in Sussex Square, another lounged in Montpellier Road, one or two others who apparently enjoyed this fresh air but did not care about the town itself, usually went to the station after breakfast, and spent the day in rambling agreeably about the downs. They also frequented the pleasant little village of Falmer, gossiping freely with its rural inhabitants.
The train ran through Falmer and from his window he could see where the Park palings made an angle close to the road; it was from there that the path over the Downs, where he had so often walked, passed to Brighton. Again the judge took his seat, still carrying the little parcel wrapped up in tissue paper.
He began and finished his glass to the health he had so neatly proposed, and Morris laughed. "Thank you very much," he said. "Mother, do send the port round. What an inhospitable woman!" Mrs. Assheton rose. "I will leave you to be more hospitable than me, then, dear," she said. "Shall we go, Madge? Indeed, I am afraid you must, if you are to catch the train to Falmer."
Taynton sat, there were standing several thick bushes. He moved a little away from the road, and took up his seat again behind one of them. The car came very slowly on, and stopped just opposite him. On his right lay the hollow where he had thrown the useless halves of his stick, on his left was the corner of the Falmer Park railings. He had recognised the driver of the car, who was alone.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking