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He got out, saying his adieus, and the carriage drove on. He found himself well past the Albany. He hurried back, nerved by the desire to encounter Julius's visitor, and at the same time by the hope that he would not. In his heart was a turmoil of feeling, to the surface of which continued to rise pity for Julius.
Sir Julius's reply was of the hoity-toity and rollicking sort, bordering in parts very nearly on nonsense, and generally impertinent. It reached Mr. Larkin as he sat at breakfast with his friend, Stanley Lake. 'Pray read your letters, and don't mind me, I entreat. Perhaps you will allow me to look at the "Times;" and I'll trouble you for the sardines.
That he proved incapable of getting the idea of second from the right end is as clearly shown by the detailed results of table 9, the fruits of weeks of experimenting. Certain other interesting tricks developed in Julius's behavior. The reason for the development of this tendency could not be discovered, but in connection with it, there appeared another tendency which possibly can be explained.
Then he threw off hat and coat, and stood alert and resolute to dive to Julius's rescue when he rose, while those who manned the yacht prepared to cast a buoy and line.
No, no, Tom, I can't have old Raymond quizzed; I'll get him out of it when the leading-strings are cut. What right has she ?" The delirium had returned. Julius's voice kept her still for a few moments, but she broke out afresh at his first pause, and murmurs fell thick and fast from her tongue, mixing the names of her brother and Raymond with railings at Mrs.
He pitied Julius's distress, and hurried through the rest of his revelation, careless of the result he had sought. "It may prove," said he, "a far more serious affair than the other. Lord Rivercourt is not the man to sit quietly under an outrage like that." Julius astonished him by demanding, "What is the outrage? Has the lady given an account of it? What does she accuse the man of?"
Suddenly Julius came to such an abrupt halt that Tommy cannoned into him. "What's up?" he inquired. "Look there. If that doesn't beat the band!" Tommy looked. Standing out half obstructing the path was a huge boulder which certainly bore a fanciful resemblance to a "begging" terrier. "Well," said Tommy, refusing to share Julius's emotion, "it's what we expected to see, isn't it?"
Ef it's all de same ter yo', sah, I'll go roun' ter my house en' sen' Tom ter take my place, w'iles I rubs some linimum on my laig." "That'll be all right, Julius," I said, and the old man, hobbling, disappeared round the corner of the house. Tom was a lubberly, sleepy-looking negro boy of about fifteen, related to Julius's wife in some degree, and living with them.
Rosamond laughed till she was exhausted at the notion of Julius's sharing the fastidious objections she heard in Cecil's voice; and then, struck by the sadness of the story, she cried, "And that makes them all so fond of Miss Bowater. Poor girl, what must she not have gone through! And yet how cheerful she does look!"
The entries in his diaries of this period are intermittent, concise, and brief naturally enough, since the central figure of Julius's mental picture had ceased, happily for him, to be himself. And not only Katherine's sorrows, but the unselfish action of another woman went to make Julius March's position at Brockhurst tenable.
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