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The plaster was peeling from its walls, the window panes were broken, and in the upper storey and the roof there were yawning jagged holes where the Prussian shells had struck. In the dusk the building had a strangely mean and sordid look. It recalled to Faversham's mind the inns in the novels of the elder Dumas and acquired thus something of their sinister suggestions.
But what their information in the end amounted to" the chief constable came to stand immediately in front of Tatham, lowering his voice "was that the only person with a really serious motive for destroying Melrose, was" he jerked his thumb in the direction of Faversham's sitting-room "our friend! They claim both of them to have been spectators of the growing friction between the two men.
The thought of what would what must be Uncle Mackworth's judgment on his present position, was perhaps the most tormenting element in Faversham's consciousness. He faced it, however, with frankness. His uncle would have condemned him wholly. The notion of serving a bad man, for money, would have been simply inconceivable to that straight and innocent soul.
When she referred to the report of a recent lawsuit in which Lawrence had admittedly increased his already growing reputation, Carrissima smiled to see him unbend, although she might feel inclined to frown when she noticed that Colonel Faversham's eyes scarcely left Bridget's face until she rose from her chair to follow her hostess up-stairs.
But as Faversham with a word of thanks took a cigarette, the Captain upset the case as though by inadvertence. There fell out upon the table under Faversham's eyes not merely the cigarettes, but some of the Captain's visiting-cards and a letter. The letter was addressed to Captain Plessy in a firm character but it was plainly the writing of a woman.
They walked together in silence; while a boy from the village led Faversham's horse some distance in the rear. All that Faversham had meant to say had dropped away from him. His planned defence of himself could find no voice. "You too blame me?" he said, at last, hoarsely. She shook her head sadly. "I don't know what to think. But when we last met you were so hopeful " "Yes like a fool.
They were in Victoria's sitting-room. Netta sat, a lamentable figure, on the edge of the sofa, twisting her disfigured hands, her black eyes glancing restlessly about her. Ever since she had read Faversham's letter to Tatham she had been an altered being. The threats as to her father, which it contained, seemed to have withered her afresh.
Lydia thought the adjectives fitted. "He had the most beautiful ring!" she added. "I noticed it when he was tying up my easel." "A ring!" cried Tatham, wrinkling up his forehead. "By George, that is odd! I remember Faversham's ring perfectly. An uncle gave it him an old Professor at Oxford, who used to collect things. My tutor sent me to a lecture once, when I was in for schools.
But I see how they will work it up! Then, of course, that the man got access to the house through Faversham's room Faversham's window left open, and the light left burning by his own story is unfortunate." "But what absurdity," cried Tatham, indignantly, as he rose. "As if the man to profit by the plot would have left that codicil on the table!" Marvell shrugged his shoulders.
There might be death in those houses; but out of the beauty which sunshine strikes from ruin, a man, honestly in search of a few pounds, was making what he could. To Faversham's overstrung mind the whole scene was as the blood-stained palace of the Atreidae to the agonized vision of Cassandra.
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