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In his whole life he had never conceived of so complete a pleasure. Only the convalescent knows the joys of the table. 'That's the last spoonful, Polly, said John Jervase, wiping the pale lips with the napkin he had tucked beneath the invalid's chin at the beginning of the meal. 'You'd like more, wouldn't you?
Queen of Death!" cried Jervase Helwyse, advancing three steps into the chamber. "She is not here! There on yonder table, I behold the sparkle of a diamond which once she wore upon her bosom. There" and he shuddered "there hangs her mantle, on which a dead woman embroidered a spell of dreadful potency. But where is the Lady Eleanore?"
John Jervase stooped to kiss Polson on the forehead, and went his way down the silent ward, with his boots creaking with a fainter and fainter sound, until he reached the folding doors at the far end of the dormitory. The lad lay quiet.
The conversation was marked by less excitement than it had been on the one side, and by a more business-like manner on the other. 'You needn't fear, sir, said Jervase. 'James and I are good to meet the whole of the obligations, and, apart from that, these fellows who are being brought up against us are the very scum of the earth. I don't suppose that any Court of Law would listen to them.
'I saw him on Lord Raglan's Staff at the Alma, said Polson, 'and I have heard about him since from time to time. De Blacquaire was hobbling away on his crutches towards the hospital, and by this time was barely visible. Jervase in his black broadcloth and shining silk hat brandished his umbrella in the rear, and there was not another soul in sight. 'I knew you, dear, said Polson.
James kept him company awhile in his potations, but by and by crept off to bed, and Jervase sat alone drinking fiercely, at first without apparent effect. General Boswell rose before dawn without having closed an eye, and waited for the daylight. At its first dawning he walked softly to the room in which Irene lay and tapped quietly at the door.
'Very well, Jervase, said the General. 'We will have it so. I have an interest in this affair, and I must tell you plainly that your manner is so very strange that I feel scarcely comfortable under it. You are a business man, and you must not object to my using business terms. Very nearly the whole of my fortune is invested in your hands.
The hall was sown with broken glass and fragments of picture frames, and here and there an engraving lay wet and crumpled, but not even the housewife regarded these things for the time being. John Jervase turned from the final struggle with the door, and looked about him. His face had lost its ruddy tint. His eyes stared, his mouth twitched, and his lips were of the colour of lead.
I hope there isn't one of you that hasn't got the spirit to go out and fight for his Queen and country? 'There ain't a-going to be no fightin', Mr. Jervase, said one of the men sheepishly. 'Don't you make any mistake about that, my lad, said Mr. Jervase. 'I've got a bit of news for you as will set old England in a blaze within another four-and-twenty hours.
Polson, this is your commanding officer, Colonel Stacey. Polson raised his cap and bowed civilian fashion. 'Ah! said the jolly colonel, turning his red face and twinkling eyes on the recruit. 'You are Polson Jervase? Joined this morning, eh? I hear an excellent account of you. Try to deserve it. I shall remember you. Good morning.
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