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But, after a moment, Garson's emotion forced hint to another appeal. "Say, Inspector " he began. Then, abruptly, he was silent, his mouth still open to utter the words that were now held back by horror. Again, he saw the detective walking forward, out there in the corridor. And with him, as before, was a second figure, which advanced slinkingly.
"It's Mary," he explained, with some embarrassment; "her and young Gilder." "Well?" came the crisp question. "Well, somehow," Garson went on, still somewhat confusedly, "I can't see any good of it, for her." "Why?" Aggie demanded, in surprise. Garson's manner grew easier, now that the subject was well broached.
He dared not utter another word, but turned blindly, and went, stumbling a little, toward the doorman, who had appeared in answer to the Inspector's call. "To the Gallery," Burke ordered, curtly. Garson went on without ever a glance back.... His strength was at an end. There was a long silence in the room after Garson's passing.
He addressed her, as he had done the Laird, just as if they were ordinary acquaintances meeting in the most matter-of-fact, every-day kind of manner. Wrath and sentiment alike collapsed before such commonplace salutations, and both Mr. Adiesen and his sister felt they would only make themselves ridiculous if they met young Garson's simple civility with any expression of deeper feelings.
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