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And why not, may I ask? the tutor inquired. Mr. Fishwick did not answer the question. Instead, 'She would not have gone to him in the first instance, he said, 'but that she was under a misapprehension. 'A misapprehension? 'She thought that the duel lay at her door, the attorney answered; 'and in that belief was impelled to do what she could to undo the consequences.
Fishwick and sign it Julia were natural precautions, since he knew that the girl, and not he, would be the object of pursuit. When he had finished his task, which was no light one the road growing worse and the carriage shaking more and more he went to thrust the box under the door, which fitted ill at the bottom.
'We are going to see, the landlord answered drily, forestalling the lawyer's reply. 'I have sent for the constable, Sir George. 'But, Sir George, you'll speak for us? Mr. Fishwick cried piteously, cutting the other short in his turn. 'You will speak for us? You know me. You know that I am a respectable man.
White and shaken, his hand bound to his side, he had dropped at once into a chair, and sat, his free hand plunged into his breeches pocket, his head sunk on his breast. Mr. Fishwick, a pale image of himself, his knees trembling with exhaustion, leaned against the wall. The adventures of the night had let none of the travellers escape.
'A few minutes after you were carried off, he answered; 'but until Sir George appeared, a quarter of an hour later, nothing was done. 'And he started in pursuit? To hear it gave her a delicious thrill between pain and pleasure. 'Well, at first, to confess the truth, Mr. Fishwick answered humbly, 'I thought it was his doing, and 'You did? she cried in surprise. 'Yes, I did; even I did.
When the master is away the man will play, and the maid too. I mind me perfectly of the groom. A saucy fellow and a match for her; 'tis to be hoped he'll beat some sense into her. Was she tied up at Calne? 'No! Mr. Fishwick blurted, wincing under her words; which hurt him a hundred times more sharply than if the girl had been what he had thought her.
Fishwick fluttered a hand backward, but made no answer. His first object was to escape from the court; this done, he plunged through a stream of traffic, and having covered his trail, went on rapidly, seeking a quiet corner. He found one in a square among some warehouses, and standing, pulled out the copy he had made from the register.
'But I understood you to say, he answered meekly, 'that you did not know what to do. 'How to tell Sir George! How to tell him. Mr. Fishwick was silent a moment. Then he said earnestly, 'I would not tell him. Take my advice, child. No harm has been done. You said No to the other. 'I said Yes, she retorted. 'But I thought 'And then I said No, she cried, between tears and foolish laughter.
'Hallo! the old man answered with a wintry smile. 'A shilling, if you please. And he held out his hand. 'Oh! said Mr. Fishwick, much chap-fallen, 'I was only just looking out of curiosity. 'It is a shilling to look, the newcomer retorted with a chuckle. 'Only one year, I think? Just so, anno domini seventeen hundred and sixty-seven. A shilling, if you please. Mr.
Fishwick continued, his brain succumbing to a kind of vertigo as he caught himself balancing the pretensions of Sir George and Lord Almeric, 'it is a very remarkable position for any young lady to enjoy, however born. Such a choice 'Choice! she cried fiercely, out of the darkness. 'There is no choice. Don't you understand? I told him No, no, no, a thousand times No! Mr. Fishwick sighed.
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