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"Neither to the widow nor to anybody but you," replied Goodyer. "Don't!" said Ayscough. "Keep it to yourself till I give you the word. You didn't hear anything from Parslett as to where the money was coming from?" "Not one syllable!" answered Goodyer. "But I could see he was dead sure of having it." "Well keep quiet about it," continued Ayscough.
Goodyer left him, and stole back to Burley's room on tiptoe: The young man remained in deep revery for some moments. "Light," he murmured. "How often 'Light' is the last word of those round whom the shades are gathering!"
And," concluded Goodyer, "I did wait up till half-past twelve but he never came. So this morning, of course, I walked round here and then I heard what happened about him being picked up dying and since being dead with fifty pounds in gold in his pocket. Of course, Mr. Ayscough, that was the money he referred to." "You haven't mentioned this to anybody?" asked Ayscough.
By and by to my house, to a very good supper, and mighty merry, and good musick playing; and after supper to dancing and singing till about twelve at night; and then we had a good sack posset for them, and an excellent cake, cost me near 20s., of our Jane's making, which was cut into twenty pieces, there being by this time so many of our company, by the coming in of young Goodyer and some others of our neighbours, young men that could dance, hearing of our dancing; and anon comes in Mrs.
And if you will have brandy in your tea, I have some that you left long ago in your own bottle." Burley shook his head. "No brandy, Mrs. Goodyer; only fresh milk. I will see whether I can yet coax Nature." Mrs. Goodyer did not know what was meant by coaxing Nature, but she said," Pray do, Master John," and vanished.
So now he again was quiet, with his face turned towards the wall; and Leonard stood by the bedside sorrowfully, and Mrs. Goodyer, who did not heed Burley's talk, and thought only of his physical state, was dipping cloths into iced water to apply to his forehead. But as she approached with these, and addressed him soothingly, Burley raised himself on his arm, and waved aside the bandages.
Goodyer was the gentlest and most inoffensive of our church members, decided that it must be because she had made an idol of her husband, and he reduced the poor thing to tears by standing at her bed-side and imploring the Holy Spirit to bring this sin home to her conscience.
"There'll be an inquest, you know, and what you have to tell'll come in handy, then. There's some mystery about all this affair, Mr. Goodyer, and it's going to take some unravelling." "You're right!" said Goodyer. "I believe you!" He went off along the street, and the detective turned to Purdie and motioned him towards the hospital. "Queer, all that, sir!" he muttered. "Very queer!
The result was sometimes quite startling, and in particular I recollect that my stepmother and I exchanged impressions of astonishment at my Father's action when Mrs. Goodyer, who was one of the 'Saints' and the wife of a young journeyman cobbler, broke her leg. My Father, puzzled for an instant as to the meaning of this accident, since Mrs.
He summoned Mrs. Goodyer. "Tell your husband to come and sit and talk." Up came old Jacob Goodyer, and the great wit bade him tell him all the news of the village. Jacob obeyed willingly, and Burley at last fell asleep. The next day it was much the same, only at dinner he had up the brandy-bottle, and finished it; and he did not have up Jacob, but he contrived to write.
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