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Let me first inform you that Mr. and Mrs. Farnaby have no children; and let me add that they have adopted the daughter and orphan child of Mrs. Farnaby's sister. This sister, it seems, died many years ago, surviving her husband for a few months only. To complete the story of the past, death has also taken old Mr. Ronald, the founder of the stationer's business, and his wife, Mrs. Farnaby's mother.
Melton, permitted the lawyer to put his question in these terms: "Did your knowledge of Mrs. Farnaby's domestic troubles give you any reason to apprehend that they might urge her to commit suicide? "Certainly not," Amelius answered. "When I called on her, on the morning of her death, I had no apprehension whatever of her committing suicide.
This declaration was followed by more selling-out of money in the Funds, and by a visit to a bookseller, which left a handsome pecuniary result inscribed on the right side of the ledger. On the next day, Amelius presented himself towards two o'clock at Mr. Farnaby's house. He was not so selfishly absorbed in his own projects as to forget Mrs. Farnaby.
Old Ronald angrily repeated his question: "Where is Farnaby?" "I don't know," was the answer. "You don't know? Have you been up to his bedroom?" "Yes." "Well?" "Well, he isn't in his bedroom. And, what's more, his bed hasn't been slept in last night. Farnaby's off, sir nobody knows where." Old Ronald dropped heavily into the nearest chair.
One enormous Sham, and everybody in a conspiracy to take it for the real thing: that is an accurate description of the state of political feeling among the representative men at Mr. Farnaby's dinner. I am not judging rashly by one example only; I have been taken to clubs and public festivals, only to hear over and over again what I heard in Mr. Farnaby's dining-room.
Farnaby's feet was placed, ready for inspection, on the chair which he had just left. "Look at my right foot first," she said, speaking gravely and composedly in her ordinary tone. It was well worth looking at a foot equally beautiful in form and in colour: the instep arched and high, the ankle at once delicate and strong, the toes tinged with rose-colour at the tips.
How can I be angry with you? You've set me thinking and it bothers me a little, that's all. Do you happen to know if Mrs. Farnaby has got money of her own?" Phoebe answered this time. "I've heard Miss Regina say that Mrs. Farnaby's father was a rich man," she said. "What was his name?" "Ronald." "Do you know when he died?" "No." Jervy fell into thought again, biting his nails in great perplexity.
Farnaby, began, the audience noticed that he lifted his head, and looked and spoke, for the first time, like a man with a settled resolution in him, sure of himself. The questions proceeded: Was he in Mrs. Farnaby's confidence, on the subject of her domestic differences with her husband? Did those differences lead to her withdrawing herself from her husband's roof? Did Mrs.
What might such a man be not capable of doing, what new act of treachery might he not commit, if he found himself claimed by the daughter whom he had deserted? Even if the expression of Mrs. Farnaby's last wishes had not been sacred to Amelius, this consideration alone would have kept him silent, for Sally's sake.
Rufus turned back again to the window. "When Farnaby's at home, where does he live?" he asked suddenly still keeping his face towards the street. Amelius mentioned the address. "You don't mean that you are going to call there?" he inquired, with some anxiety. "Well, I reckoned I might catch him before dinner-time. You seem to be sort of feared to speak to him yourself.
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