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She had not bought a motor-car but a motor-plough, the only one in the district the Government could come and see it themselves if they liked. It was well worth looking at. Thus she delivered herself to young Edward Huxtable, who now managed his father's business at Rye.
Whether I have the shelter of your roof or of the village inn is, of course, for you to decide." I could see that the unfortunate doctor was in the last stage of indecision, from which he was rescued by the deep, sonorous voice of the red-bearded Duke, which boomed out like a dinner-gong. "I agree with Mr. Wilder, Dr. Huxtable, that you would have done wisely to consult me. But since Mr.
Huxtable, will you sit by me?" Having thus settled her aristocracy she turned to her equals and allotted places to Vine of Birdskitchen, Furnese of Misleham, Southland of Yokes Court, and their wives. "Arthur Alce, you take my left," and a tall young man with red hair, red whiskers, and a face covered with freckles and tan, came sidling to her elbow.
"Oh, it ain't just for his sake, it's for my own. I don't want a strange man messing around, and Ansdore's mine, and I'm proud of it." Huxtable rubbed his large nose, from either side of which his sharp eyes looked disapprovingly at Joanna. He admired her, but she maddened him by refusing to see the obvious side of her femininity.
The door was answered with all due alacrity, and a sufficiently instructive interchange of question and answer on the threshold rewarded the dexterity of Captain Wragge. "Does Mr. Huxtable live here?" asked the traveler. "Yes, sir," was the answer, in a woman's voice. "Is he at home?" "Not at home now, sir; but he will be in again at eight to-night."
"Well," he said, "I expect you'll want me to help you a bit, Miss Joanna." Joanna had sat down again at the end of the table big, tousled, over-dressed, alive. Huxtable surveyed her approvingly. "A damn fine woman," he said to himself, "she'll marry before long." "I'm sure I'm much obliged to you, Mr. Huxtable," said Joanna, "there's many a little thing I'd like to talk over with you."
"But " the lawyer hesitated, "but it isn't just a question of knowledge, Miss Joanna; it's a question of how shall I put it? well, of authority. A woman is always at a disadvantage when she has to command men." "I'd like to see the man I couldn't make mind me." Huxtable grinned.
Can't I go to County Court about it?" Edward Huxtable consulted the Act.... "'Notice of objection may be served on the Commissioners within sixty days.
"You have come to see his Grace? I am sorry, but the fact is that the Duke is far from well. He has been very much upset by the tragic news. We received a telegram from Dr. Huxtable yesterday afternoon, which told us of your discovery." "I must see the Duke, Mr. Wilder." "But he is in his room." "Then I must go to his room." "I believe he is in his bed." "I will see him there."
Her cavalier dealings with the situation, the glib way she spoke of divorce, the insult she flung at the respectable form of Huxtable, Vidler and Huxtable by suggesting that Arthur should consult "a really good lawyer in London," all showed how far she had travelled from the ways of Walland Marsh. "What's she after now?" asked Joanna. "Reckon they're getting tired of each other."
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