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I do not; and I have told him so; but of course he needs the full conviction that she alone can give him. 'Poor Cynthia! My poor child! said Mrs. Gibson, plaintively. 'What she has exposed herself to by letting herself be over-persuaded by that man! Mr. Gibson's eyes flashed fire. But he kept his lips tight closed; and only said, "That man," indeed! quite below his breath.
You said a moment ago that I told you I loved you. I did tell you that and I thought that I meant it, but when I found that I could not go with you as you asked I knew I had been mistaken. You must remember that I decided against you before I knew the reason you wanted me to leave." The half-sarcastic smile curled Gibson's lips.
Wynne would persevere in saying, 'May I assist you to potatoes? a form of speech which grated daily more and more upon Mr. Gibson's cars. Yet Mr. Coxe, the offender in this affair which had just occurred, had to remain for three years more as a pupil in Mr Gibson's family. He should be the very last of the race.
Here I caught Miss Gibson's eye, in which was a mischievous twinkle, and noted a little deeper pink in her cheeks. "Well," I answered dubiously, "I have never considered my colleague in the capacity of a dear, but I have a very high opinion of him in every respect." "That, no doubt, is the masculine equivalent," said Miss Gibson, recovering from the momentary embarrassment that Mrs.
Her usual good-humour was quite restored by this proof of confidence in her taste and economy, while Miss Phoebe's imagination dwelt rather on the pleasure of a visit from Molly. Time was speeding on; it was now the middle of August, if anything was to be done to the house, it must be done at once. Indeed, in several ways Mr. Gibson's arrangements with Miss Browning had not been made too soon.
John Gibson's cart was hauling gravel from the pits in Henley street to mend the causeway at the bridge, which had been badly washed by the late spring floods, and the fine sand dribbled from the cart-tail like the sand in an hour-glass.
"May I not be proud," he writes long after, "to have known such men, to have conversed with them, watched all their proceedings, heard all their great sentiments on art? Is it not a pleasure to be so deeply in their debt for instruction?" And now the flood of visitors who used to flock to Canova's studio began to transfer their interest to Gibson's.
Three servants would not have been required if it had not been Mr. Gibson's habit, as it had been Mr. Hall's before him, to take two 'pupils, as they were called in the genteel language of Hollingford, 'apprentices, as they were in fact being bound by indentures, and paying a handsome premium' to learn their business.
John was still reluctant to believe Gibson's moves were as sinister as Brennan viewed them. There were times when, under Brennan's logic, he began to doubt Gibson's sincerity. Then Gibson disappeared. For three days he was absent from his office. Brennan and John sought him at his home, his club, without success. "He's up to something," predicted Brennan.
"I just thought I'd tell you," he said and John thought or was it his imagination? that Gibson's set smile flattened a little at the corners. Under Brennan's patient tutelage John progressed rapidly, learning thoroughly the rudiments of newspaper reporting in its two branches, news gathering and writing.
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