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This public award made us both jump, and colour up too, for there were a lot of ladies and gentlemen and young ladies close at hand, all of whom must have distinctly heard the Henniker's genial observation. However, I was most curious to hear more of Smith. Flanagan and I both had colds the rest of the way and finished our conversation behind our handkerchiefs.
Henniker's veiled words a statement of the truth; and, after obtaining from her Ethelwynn's address near Hereford, bade her farewell and blindly left the house.
I wondered; or had he been given into custody, or what? No solution came to the mystery all that afternoon or evening. We worked silently on, conscious that the Henniker's eyes were upon us, but aware that she neither spoke nor interfered with us. Bedtime came at last, and, in strange trouble and anxiety, I went up.
After half an hour, which seemed to us as long as a day, the three emerged, and walked straight down the passage and up the stairs that led to Miss Henniker's room. Smith, with the screwdriver, walked in the middle, very solemn and very pale. Stealthily we crawled up after them, and hid where we could observe what was to follow. Mr Ladislaw knocked at the Henniker's door.
'It is the beastliest hole I ever put my foot in since I was born, said Dick, who had just stumbled and nearly came to the ground with his burden. 'They told us that Nobble was a fine town. Henniker's hotel was a long, low wooden shanty, divided into various very small partitions by thin planks, in most of which two or more dirty-looking beds had been packed very closely.
He's honest; and if you can keep him off the drink he'll do as well as anybody. But neither Mick nor nobody else can do you no good at Ahalala. With that he led them out of the gate, and nodding his head at them by way of farewell, left them to go back to Mrs. Henniker's. To Mrs.
Nothing was omitted which could testify to their glee at the new emancipation, or their hatred of the old regime. They held a mock school outside the Henniker's door, and gave one another bad marks and canings with infinite laughter, by way of cheering up their prisoner. Finally the calls of hunger put an end to this strange demonstration, and with a mighty stampede we made for the kitchen.
Under this treatment Frank's animal passions are inevitably aroused, and when the lightning had struck his tyrant blind, he turns upon him with a quiet savagery that is narrated with admirable detachment. This original situation arrests the reader's attention and secures his interest in Frank Henniker's development towards civilisation and virtue.
Again Hawkesbury smiled as he replied, "Really, I'm such a bad shot; I'd much rather you did it." "Give it me," I cried, interposing before my friend could retort. "I'll throw it in." Saying which I took the missive, and after one or two bad shots, succeeded in getting it through the ventilator and hearing it drop in the middle of the Henniker's floor.
After evening church and there really was a sense of escape and peace in the old church, even though we could not make out the sermon after evening church, we were all taken up to Miss Henniker's parlour, and there doomed to sit perfectly still for a whole hour, while she read aloud something by one of the very old masters. Oh, the agony of those Sunday evenings!
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