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And there is another lady going, Mrs Hurtle, whom I think you will like. 'Has she a husband? 'Not going with us, said Mr Fisker evasively. 'But she has one? 'Well, yes; but you had better not mention him. He is not exactly all that a husband should be.
I collared him and his manager, and there, surrounded by the gaping players, I bought him and signed him before any of them knew exactly what I was about. I did not haggle. I asked the manager what he wanted and produced the cash; I asked Hurtle what he wanted, doubled his ridiculously modest demand, paid him in advance, and got his name to the contract.
The girl's mind, indeed, required no change. Mrs Hurtle could see well enough that the girl's heart was set upon the man. Nevertheless she did not doubt but that she could tell the story after such a fashion as to make it impossible that the girl should marry him, if she chose to do so. At first she thought that she would not answer the letter at all. What was it to her?
I went into the dressing room while the players were changing suits, because there was a little unpleasantness that I wanted to spring on them before we got on the field. "Boys," I said, curtly, "Hurtle works today. Cut loose, now, and back him up." I had to grab a bat and pound on the wall to stop the uproar. "Did you mutts hear what I said? Well, it goes. Not a word, now. I'm handling this team.
At this time he was thoroughly in love with Hetta Carbury, and was not in love with Mrs Hurtle. He would have given much of his golden prospects in the American railway to have had Mrs Hurtle reconveyed suddenly to San Francisco. And yet he had a delight in her presence. 'The acting isn't very good, he said when the piece was nearly over. 'What does it signify?
He owed it to me not to take the cup of water from my lips. How was she to tell him that the cup of water never could have touched his lips? And yet if this were the only falsehood of which he had to tell, she was bound to let him know that it was so. That horrid story of Mrs Hurtle; she would listen to that if she could hear it. She would be all ears for that.
'If, she said, 'you know that there is such a person as Mrs Hurtle, and if you know also that Mr Montague has promised to make her his wife, of course you will tell me. Then she declared her own wishes, thinking that by doing so she could induce Roger Carbury to give such real assistance in this matter that Paul Montague would certainly be driven away.
No doubt he had behaved badly to Mrs Hurtle; but that trouble he had overcome. And now Hetta was quarrelling with him, though he certainly had never behaved badly to her. He was almost angry with Hetta as he walked home. Everything that he could do he had done for her. For her sake he had quarrelled with Roger Carbury.
He presumed that she had been armed with a pistol when she refused Mr Hurtle admittance into the nuptial chamber. As to the question of Hurtle's death, she had confessed that perhaps he was not dead. But then, as she had asked, why should not a divorce for the purpose in hand be considered as good as a death?
What business had he to take upon himself to be a Mentor to any one in regard to an affair of love; he, who had engaged himself to marry Mrs Hurtle, and who the evening before had for the first time declared his love to Hetta Carbury? In regard to Mrs Hurtle he had got a reprieve, as he thought, for two days; but it did not make him happy or even comfortable.
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