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"I am glad to hear that," I said; "for I have been rather uneasy at the thought of your mixing in the crowd without some kind of protection." "Well, you see that I am taking precautions against the assaults of the too-ingenious X, and, to tell the truth and also to commit a flagrant bull I should never forgive myself if I allowed him to kill me before I had completed Reuben Hornby's defence.
You see, they really had no further need of it, as they could take a print for themselves when they had Reuben in custody; in fact, he volunteered to have a print taken at once, as soon as he was arrested, and that was done." "So the 'Thumbograph' is now in Mrs. Hornby's possession?" "Yes, unless she has destroyed it. She spoke of doing so." "I hope she has not," said I, in some alarm, "for Dr.
I been feedin' th' colt. It's about as likely a specimine as you be," was Nathan Hornby's salutation, and his handclasp was as hearty as his stubby fingered, hairy hands could make it. Lizzie slipped quietly into her chair at his side, and stole a glance up at him again.
He had gone to the barn to saddle his horse and start on the instant for Mitchell County and the cattle he had chosen as his portion, but all at once the glamour of his going died away and he saw the choice he had made. To crown his cheerless flight, Jack was at Nathan Hornby's, and pride would not let him follow the child up even when he was going away forever.
Hornby's expression of surprise and confusion had gradually changed during this appeal to its usual character of dogged impassibility. He turned calmly and appealingly towards the bench. "You need not answer these wild adjurations, Mr. Hornby," said the judge, as soon as he could make himself heard.
Filled with a natural sense of good-byes to all that she had known and loved in the work, the impending changes in her life took on a troubled air when John failed to come as usual and did not account for the delay. By some psychological process Susan Hornby's misgivings began to be transferred to Elizabeth's mind.
Sunday afternoon found him early at Nathan's to consult with Elizabeth about the kitchen windows. Susan Hornby's surprised recognition of his annoyance, when he was told that she had gone home, added to the unpleasantness of the eight-mile drive. What business had that woman studying him or his moods? he asked himself as he drove away.
"We don't want a demonstration as we go out." "No; anything but that, just now," replied Reuben. He still held Mrs. Hornby's hand, and one arm was passed through that of his uncle, who wiped his eyes at intervals, though his face glowed with delight. "I should like you to come and have a little quiet luncheon with me at my chambers all of us friends together," continued Thorndyke.
They started forth 'neath the dripping trees. "Where is Mistress Penwick, George?" "With her nurse, Julian." "And where the nurse?" "At Hornby's." "Where is Monmouth's place of hiding her?" "That is more, I dare say, Julian, than he knows himself." "How long will they remain at the inn?" "Until I return." "Then ?" "Then, London way is my desire, and I doubt not 'tis Monmouth's also."
Ne sutor ultra crepidam, sir, is an excellent motto; let the medical cobbler stick to his medical last." "It remains to be seen what kind of boot he can turn out on the legal last," I retorted. "That is so," he rejoined; "but I hear Mrs. Hornby's voice in the outer office, and as neither you nor I have any time to waste in idle talk, I suggest that you make your way to the court without delay.
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