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Holbrook wishes to see you," he said, as Maddy came up to him; and, holding the door for her to enter, he saw her take the seat he had just vacated. Then, closing it upon them, he walked away, thinking that last night's party, or something, had produced a bad effect on him, making him blue and wretched, just as he should suppose a criminal would feel when about to be executed.
Now he would not even witness the great struggle between his school and its ancient rival to say nothing of playing and winning his R. But there were other thoughts. What of his father, old Daniel Holbrook?
The trouble is, if this venture went wrong you might not be able to pay." Mordaunt was silent for a few moments. Holbrook had been willing to negotiate the other loans; it looked as if the fellow had now less grounds for trusting him, although it was not his honesty but his power to pay he doubted. Why did Holbrook think his power had got less? "Am I to understand you refuse to lend?" he asked.
"Oh, how I wished for Deborah! I had no time for crying, for now all seemed to depend on me. I wrote for Deborah to come home. I sent a message privately to that same Mr Holbrook's house poor Mr Holbrook; you know who I mean. I don't mean I sent a message to him, but I sent one that I could trust to know if Peter was at his house.
Holbrook slept in my house; and another sum of money before he went to America, and an annual sum for continuing to take care of her, if he wanted to keep her quiet permanently, as he might. Altogether it would be a very profitable business, he told me, and I ought to consider myself uncommonly lucky to get such a chance.
Oh, no; far different from grandfather Clyde's turnout was the stylish carriage and the spirited bays dashing down the street, the colored driver reining them suddenly, not before the office door, but just in front of the white cottage in the same yard, the house where Dr. Holbrook boarded, and where, if he ever married in Devonshire, he would most likely bring his wife.
"It was somewhere in Hampshire; that is all I can remember." "I would give a great deal to know more," Gilbert said with a sigh. "In what manner did this Mr. Holbrook impress you? You were interested in the young lady, and would therefore naturally be interested in her lover. Did he strike you as worthy of her?" "I cannot say that he did, sir," Miss Long answered doubtfully.
Bob heard the rustling, and, glancing around, puckered his lips as if he were going to whistle, and, snatching the book, read the name which Mr. Holbrook had written therein; then he whispered, "You don't say so! When did we steal a Bible, and turn saint?" The blood growing hotter and redder in Tip's cheeks was his only answer; but he felt that his temptation had begun.
And it was there that they were when he said, dreamily, one day: "I like this place up here so high, only sometimes it does make me think of that Princess, because it was in a tower like this that she was, you know." "Fairy stories, David?" asked Miss Holbrook lightly. "No, not exactly, though there was a Princess in it. Mr. Jack told it." David's eyes were still out of the window. "Oh, Mr. Jack!
She has left her husband for ever; I will venture to tell you so much as that." "I am quite aware of that fact." "How so? I thought Mr. Holbrook was quite unknown to you?" "I have learnt a good deal about him lately." "Indeed!" exclaimed the lawyer, with a genuine air of surprise. "But of course your client has been perfectly frank in her communications with you upon this subject?" Gilbert said.
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