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"I have just learnt," he said, in a quick whisper, "that the military gentlemen here are expecting marching orders to the Continent I presume to Belgium." "That is bad," muttered the other. But Mr. Hegner smiled. "No, no," he said, "not bad! It might have been disagreeable if they could have been got there last week.

His conversation with the odd-looking stranger over, Mr. Hegner hurried back to where his valued customer was standing. "Every one on the City Council is being most kind," he said suavely. "And last night I had the honour of meeting the Dean. At his suggestion I am calling a little meeting this evening, here in my Stores, of the non-naturalised Germans of this town.

But the big local builder, the man who later promoted the election of Manfred Hegner on to the City Council, bore down all opposition, and a group of charming old gabled houses houses that were little more than cottages, and therefore perhaps hardly in keeping with the Market Place of so prosperous a town as was Witanbury had been pulled down, and the large Stores had risen on their site.

Yes, there they were, Hegner and his wife, at the end of a row of chairs, a long way down; she looking very pretty and graceful, instinctively well-dressed in her grey muslin Sunday gown and wide floppy hat looking, indeed, "quite the lady," as more than one of her envious neighbours had said to themselves when seeing her go by on her husband's arm.

David saw that he had much to learn and he had grave doubts that he was earning his salary. He knew next to nothing of mechanics and did not always understand when Jonathan or Hegner, the foreman, explained some new device for which drawings were needed. But that wrought no change in Jonathan's manner. "I'm afraid," he would say, "we weren't very clear on that."

They have never dealt at my Stores" there was a tone of disappointment, of contempt, in Mr. Hegner's voice. "But that gentleman has retired from the Army, Frau Bauer; it is not he, surely, whom they would call out to fight?" "Still, all the same, he is going to Belgium. To France first, and then to Belgium." She spoke very positively, annoyed at being doubted. Mr. Hegner hesitated for a moment.

I enjoy the thought of a little chat with you." He waited a moment. "And are you thinking of staying on in your present position? You are let me see with Mrs. Otway?" "Oh yes," she said, brightening. "I shall certainly stay where I am. I am very happy there. They are very kind to me, Mr. Hegner. I love my young lady as much as I do my own child."

"The boss he keeps damnin' me up an' down all the time," Smith explained. "An' this morning he slugs me right here on the beak." He laid a gentle finger on the corpus delicti. "Hegner," inquired Jonathan, "why do you keep damning him up and down all the time? And why did you slug him on the beak?" "Because," Hegner grinned sheepishly, "his beak was the place most convenient."

Hegner says he can't accept all his orders. Maybe," she suggested, "you could help him there?" He shook his head. "I'm afraid, Miss Summers," his laugh was not pleasant this time, "I don't know much of anything useful." "You could learn, couldn't you?" she asked quietly. He flushed, because he had let himself whimper. "Why I suppose I could try." She left him then.

Anna got up and followed him through the crowd. What was it Mr. Hegner wanted to say to her? She felt slightly apprehensive. Surely he was going to tell her that now, owing to the war, he would have to stop the half-commission he was still giving her on Mrs. Otway's modest orders? Her heart rose in revolt.

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