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Some women would have swooned with joy over such a conquest effected in such circumstances. What wonder that Julia was deaf to the warnings and surmises of Mr. Fishwick, whom delay and the magnitude of the stakes rendered suspicious, as well as to the misgivings of old Mrs. Masterson, slow to grasp a new order of things?
To persist farther might betray him, yet she was loth to give way. 'What if it is not? she repeated. 'I go out by the other door, Sir George answered promptly, and, suiting the action to the word, he turned on his heel, strode through the crowd, which subserviently made way for him, and in a twinkling he had passed through the garden door, with Mr. Fishwick, hat in hand, hurrying at his heels.
Fishwick, who having succeeded in pushing past his antagonist, stared round the room with a mixture of astonishment and chagrin. 'But this is not his lordship's room! he cried. 'I tell you, I will see his lordship! he continued. 'I have business with him, and here his gaze alighted on Sir George, and he stood confounded. Dr. Addington took advantage of the pause.
'Ah, said Mr. Fishwick. 'That explains it. He wondered miserably why he had asked what did not in the least matter; since, if she were not a Soane, it mattered not who she was. After an interval he recovered himself with a sigh. 'Well, thank you, he continued, 'I am much obliged to you. And now for the moment good-morning, ma'am.
The lawyer clutched his whip, and, reckless of consequences, dug his heels into his horse, and for the moment, in the heat of his wrath, longed to be up with the villains, to strike a blow at them. If his courage lasted, Mr. Fishwick might show them a man yet when the time came!
We don't know where she is. Mr. Fishwick was himself sick with fatigue, but he knew what to do and did it. He passed his arm through Sir George's, and signed to the smith to lead the way to the inn. The man did so, the crowd made way for them, Mr. Dunborough and the servant followed; in less than a minute the three gentlemen stood together in the sanded tap-room at the tavern.
Fishwick bundled precipitately into the street, and with singular recklessness made haste to plunge into the thickest of the traffic, leaving the good woman in a state of amazement. Nevertheless, he reached the inn safely. When Mr.
But we must get to Bath. What horses have we? Mr. Fishwick, who up to this point had played his part like a man, wailed that his horse was dead lame and could not stir a step. The lawyer was sore, stiff, and beyond belief weary; and this last mishap, this terrible buffet from the hand of Fortune, left him cowed and spiritless.
I'll have no Jemmy Twitcher with me. That's flat. Mr. Fishwick in a great rage was for insisting; but Sir George stopped him. 'On what terms? he asked the other. 'If the girl be unharmed, we go unharmed. One and all! Mr. Dunborough answered. 'Damme! he continued with a great show of bravado, 'do you think I am going to peach on 'em? Not I. There's the offer, take it or leave it.
'I? said Soane, staring at him in astonishment and some contempt. 'My good man, what has it to do with me? You got my letter? 'And the draft, Sir George! Mr. Fishwick bowed low. 'Certainly, certainly, sir. Too much honoured. Which, as I understood, put an end to any I mean it not offensively, honoured sir to any connection between us? Sir George nodded.
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