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Glazzard could not endure it; he turned back into the station and tramped noisily on the stone platform. Then the air was disturbed by the dull roar of an approaching train, and presently a long string of loaded waggons passed without pause. The engine-fire glowed upon heavy puffs of smoke, making them a rich crimson. A freight of iron bars clanged and clashed intolerably.
That was all Glazzard had learnt; sufficient to excite no little curiosity in the connoisseur. Denzil's chambers had a marked characteristic; they were full of objects and pictures which declared his love of Northern lands and seas. At work he sat in the midst of a little museum.
But Glazzard and I have always understood each other pretty well, and at all events, he knows me well enough to be satisfied with as much as I choose to tell him." Quarrier had the air of a man who, without any vulgar patronage, and in a spirit of abundant good-nature, classifies his acquaintance in various degrees of subordination to himself.
"If you are astounded," returned the other, raising his eyebrows, "I certainly am no less so. As your nephew made note of these lendings, wasn't he equally careful to jot down a memorandum when the debt was discharged?" Mr. Charnock regarded him fixedly, and for a moment seemed in doubt. "You paid back these sums?" "With what kind of action did you credit me?" said Glazzard, quietly.
But the lad died of consumption, and the girl, whose name was Ivy, for a long time seemed to be clinging to life with but doubtful tenure. She still lived, however, and kept her father's house. Ivy Glazzard cared little for the pleasures of the world knew, indeed, scarcely more about them than she had gathered from books.
The other hesitated, but wore no less stern a look. "I am obliged to declare, Mr. Glazzard, that I can't trust your word. That's a very strong thing to have to say to a man such as I have thought you a man of whom Harry always spoke as if there wasn't his like on earth. My acquaintance with you is very slight; I know very little indeed about you, except what Harry told me.
I came to you because I feel so alone and so helpless. You know that I am engaged to Mr. Glazzard?" Her voice faltered. Relieved from anxiety, Lilian looked and spoke in her kindest way. "Do speak freely to me, Miss Mumbray. I shall be so glad to to help you in any way I can so very glad." "I am sure you mean that. My mother is very much against our marriage against Mr. Glazzard.
"Quite without reference to the political topic." The others murmured an approval. "Eustace well again?" asked Quarrier. "He went home with a bad headache last night." "He'll be here," answered Mr. Glazzard, laconically. "Liversedge, a word with you." The two stepped apart and conversed under cover of the chat that went on in front of the fire. Mr.
You remember that I half quarrelled with you about something at our first meeting." "You were rather bearish," remarked Glazzard, knocking the ash off his cigar. "As I often am. Forgive me, old fellow!" Denzil relit his pipe. "The next summer I went over to Sweden again. Miss Allen was still with the Beckets, as I knew; but she was only going to stay a few months more.
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