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"I should doubt it very much," said Helmsley, his rare kind smile lighting up his whole face. "The 'Trusty Man' thoroughly deserves trust; and, if I may say so, its kind hostess commands respect." He raised his cap with the deferential easy grace which was habitual to him, and Miss Tranter's pale cheeks reddened suddenly and violently. "Oh, I'm only a rough sort!" she said hastily.
Another few steps made easily with the support of Reay's strong arm, and Helmsley found himself again in the simple little raftered cottage kitchen, with Charlie tearing madly round and round him in ecstasy, uttering short yelps of joy.
"Well!" he said, with a purposely miscomprehending air. "Well! You say 'Well, David, as if such a proposition contained nothing remarkable. That's because you don't understand! Imagine for a moment the British Press being run by America!" Helmsley stroked his beard thoughtfully. "I can't imagine it," he said. "No of course you can't!
Now the only thing we can do under the present circumstances is to remain with our late old friend's daughter, till we get well." "But, doctor," exclaimed Helmsley, determined, if possible, to shake something selfish, commercial and commonplace out of this odd little man with the faithful canine eyes "I can't be a burden on her! I've got no money I can't pay you for all your care!
She wished she could do the same, but she had not studied the trick carefully enough, and she was afraid to try more of it than just a little tremulous smile and a quick downward glance at her fan. Helmsley watched her attentively almost craftily. It did not strain his sense of perspicuity over much to see exactly what was going on in her mind.
I should have thought that you, of all men in the world, could have won that easily!" Helmsley turned towards him with a questioning look. "Why should I 'of all men in the world' have won it?" he asked. "Because I am rich? Rich men are seldom, if ever, loved for themselves only for what they can give to their professing lovers."
'E didn't look no older'n you do now, an' you're a chicken compared to 'im. You've wore badly like, not knowin' the use o' yerbs." "That's it!" said Helmsley, now following his companion over the stile and into the dark dewy fields beyond "I need the advice of the Wise One! Has he any remedy for old age, I wonder?"
He watched her working for a few minutes before he spoke again. And shading his eyes with one hand from the red glow of the fire, David Helmsley watched them both.
"'Off you go! said my editor, one fine morning, after I had slaved away for him for nearly two years 'We don't want any canting truth-tellers here! Now mind that stone! You nearly slipped. Hold my arm tighter!" Helmsley did as he was told, quite meekly, looking up with a good deal of curiosity at this tall athletic creature, with the handsome head and masterful manner.
Every morning and every night he went into your room looking for you, and whined so pitifully at not finding you that I had quite a trouble to comfort him." "More tender-hearted than many a human so-called 'friend'!" murmured Helmsley. "Why yes, of course!" said Reay. "There's nothing more faithful on earth than a faithful dog except" and he smiled "a faithful husband!" Mary laughed.
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