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Joost, as usual, said little or nothing; he must have been five or six and twenty, but he had hardly ever left the parental roof, and was usually so hard at work that he had little time or inclination for frivolity. He had earnest child-like blue eyes that Julia did not care to look at, any more than she did the round yellow face of Mr. Gillat's watch.

From her heart she wished she had not got the daffodil; she put it in the same category with Mr. Gillat's watch, as one of the things which made her ashamed of herself and of her life, even of this last act, and the very skill that had made it easy.

As the others had no intention of coming back so soon, there was no drawing-room tea; a much simpler meal was spread in the dining-room. Julia and her father had only just sat down to it when they heard Johnny Gillat's knock at the front door, followed a minute afterwards by Mr.

"But are you satisfied that she should make it thus? That she should leave the Dutch family she was with and disappear, leaving no address?" "Sir," Johnny said with dignity, "I am quite satisfied, and if any one says that he is not, I would be pleased to talk to him." But the dignity left Mr. Gillat's manner as quickly as it came; before Rawson-Clew could say anything, he was apologising.

It was very quiet out here; the town, at no time noisy, was some distance away so quiet that Julia could hear the ticking of Mr. Gillat's large watch in her belt. She pushed it further down; she did not want to hear it. She propped her elbows on her knees, and her chin on her hands.

She stood on one foot and put the other into Mr. Gillat's hand. Johnny felt it carefully, giving it the same consideration that a wise housekeeper gives to the airing of sheets, then he gave judgment in favour of Julia. "I was right, you see," she said; "they are quite dry."

Captain Polkington did not approve of the Sunday-school teaching, especially on those days when he had to clean the knives. The Sunday when Joost Van Heigen came was one of these. The Captain watched Mr. Gillat's preparations with a disgusted face; at last he remarked, "I wonder if you think you do any good by this nonsense?"

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