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Gallilee proceeded, speaking in the oddest self-contradictory voice, if such a description is permissible a voice at once high in pitch and mild in tone: in short, as Mr. Le Frank once professionally remarked, a soft falsetto.
That well-meant experiment only left him feebler than ever. "What possessed her brother to make her Carmina's guardian?" he asked with the nearest approach to irritability of which he was capable. The lawyer was busy with his own thoughts. He only enlightened Mr. Gallilee after the question had been repeated. "I had the sincerest regard for Mr. Robert Graywell," he said.
Before a word had passed between them, the lawyer's mind was relieved. Mrs. Gallilee shone on him with her sweetest smiles; pressed his hand with her friendliest warmth; admired the nosegay with her readiest enthusiasm. "Quite perfect," she said "especially the Pansy. The round flat edge, Mr. Mool; the upper petals perfectly uniform there is a flower that defies criticism! I long to dissect it."
There was but one thing to be done to go at once to the bank. If Ovid had not been in the wilds of Canada, Mrs. Gallilee would have made her confession to him without hesitation. As it was, the servant called a cab, and she made her confession to the bankers. The matter was soon settled to her satisfaction. Gallilee. In the house, he might abdicate his authority to his heart's content.
Ovid, in consequence of his absence. Mrs. Gallilee looked once more at the telegram. "Why," she asked, "does Ovid telegraph to You?" Mr. Null answered with his customary sense of what was due to himself. "As the medical attendant of the family, your son naturally supposed, madam, that Miss Carmina was under my care." The implied reproof produced no effect.
Even a woman in my condition can say what she means to do. I shall not close my eyes tonight, unless I can feel that I have put that wretch in her right place. Who are your lawyers?" Mr. Null mentioned the names, and took up his pen. "Introduce me in the customary form," Mrs. Gallilee proceeded; "and then refer the lawyers to my brother's Will. Is it done?" In due time it was done.
Gallilee repeated, in Carmina's presence, the lie which slandered her mother's memory the lie which he was then in the house to expose? Watching Benjulia respectfully, Mr. Null saw, in that grave scrutiny, an opportunity of presenting himself under a favourable light. He waved his hand persuasively towards Carmina.
Gallilee made the discovery she dragged Zo into view, from under the table. Ovid took his little sister on his knee, and asked why she had hidden herself. "Because I don't want to say good-bye!" cried the child, giving her reason with a passionate outbreak of sorrow that shook her from head to foot. "Take me with you, Ovid, take me with you!"
Suffering and sorrow tried hard to get the better of his manhood: they had shaken, but had not conquered him. He was calm, when he joined the members of the family, waiting in the library. Perpetually setting an example, Mrs. Gallilee ascended her domestic pedestal as usual. She favoured her son with one more kiss, and reminded him of the railway.
That milliner's lowest charge for a dress which Mrs. Gallilee would despise ordinary material, my dear, and imitation lace is forty pounds. "This was a new revelation to me, and it altered my opinion of course. But I still failed to see what Mrs. Gallilee's extravagances had to do with her wicked resolution to prevent Ovid from marrying me.
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