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You can insure your life as against your uncle's, for a round sum say for a hundred thousand pounds. You will make over the policy to me. I shall pay the premiums, and so if anything were to happen to you I should be recouped." He never once removed his eyes from Hine's face.
Garratt Skinner opened a fresh bottle of champagne the supply by now was getting low and came round the table with it. As he held the neck of the bottle to the brim of Hine's glass he caught an appealing look from his daughter. At once he lifted the bottle and left the glass unfilled. As he passed Sylvia, she said in a low voice: "Thank you," and he whispered back: "You are quite right, my dear.
"Try again, old fellow," said Barstow, eagerly, bending down toward Hine with a horrid smile upon his face, a smile which tried to conceal an intense exasperation, an intense desire to strike. Again Parminter leaned over the chair, again he took Wallie Hine's hand and guided the pen, very carefully lifting it from the paper at the end of an initial or a word, and spacing the letters.
I want you to return with me to Courmayeur. My wife is there and anxious." "Your wife?" "Yes, Sylvia." Garratt Skinner nodded his head. "I see," he said, slowly. "Yes." He looked round the hut. Simond was going to watch by Hine's side. He was defeated utterly, and recognized it. Then he looked at Chayne, and smiled grimly. "On the whole, I am not sorry that you have married my daughter," he said.
The smug shopkeeper on the main street had scarcely heard of him until the day after the final scene at the slaughter-house, when his great carcass was carried to Hine's taxidermist shop and there mounted, to be exhibited later at the Chicago World's Fair, and to be destroyed, alas! in the fire that reduced the Mulvey Grammar School to ashes in 1896.
All the way from our house to Hine's grocery I'd have to keep on saying, over and over: 'Sugar, butter, molasses; sugar, butter, molasses; sugar, butter, molasses. If I stopped for a minute I'd forget the whole thing. It isn't so different now.
Jarvice makes him an allowance, the money to be repaid with a handsome interest on the grandfather's death. But in order to insure Jarvice from loss, if Walter Hine should die first, Walter Hine's life is insured for a large sum. Thus Mr. Jarvice makes his position tenable should his conduct be called in question. Having insured Walter Hine's life, he arranges with Garratt Skinner to murder him.
You must at times have been puzzled by it perhaps a little alarmed too. Do you remember one evening when a whistle from the shadows on the road and a yokel's shout drove you out of Walter Hine's room, sent you creeping out of it as stealthily as you entered nay, did more than that, for that whistle and that shout drove you out of Dorsetshire. Ah! I see you remember."
The new gardener, the gun in the corner, the cartridges which had to be looked for, Barstow's want of skill, Hine's superiority which had led Barstow so naturally to offer to back the gardener against him all was clear to her. It was the little round game of cards all over again; and she had not possessed the wit to detect the trick! And that was not all.
"Curious," said Garratt Skinner with interest, but with no stronger feeling at all. "Are you in pain, Wallie?" "Dreadful pain." "We must wait. Perhaps help will come!" The day wore on, but what the time was Garratt Skinner could not tell. His watch and Hine's had both stopped with the cold, and the dull, clouded sky gave him no clue.
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