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Goddard looked at him in unfeigned surprise. "Why not? I thought it was for that " "Oh, of course," said John quickly. "Only it is not very amusing to skate when Mr. Juxon is pushing you about in a chair." "Really why should not he push me about, if I like it?" "If you like it that is different," answered John impatiently. Mrs.
Booley, "if there is a lady in the case we must make some allowances, I presume. Only, put yourself in my place, Mr. Juxon, put yourself in my place." The squire doubted whether he would be willing to exchange his personality for that of Mr. Booley. "Well what then?" he said. "I think I would try to be merciful."
She spoke indistinctly, almost thickly, and seemed to be making a violent effort to control herself. But Nellie had settled down upon her stool again, and did not notice her mother. "Oh not yet," said she. "I have not nearly finished about the sea-serpent. Mr. Juxon said it was not like anything in the world. Do listen, mamma! It is the most wonderful story you ever heard.
"It was at Christmas time he said but that is summer in the southern hemisphere," she added, proud of her knowledge. "So it was very fine weather. And Mr. Juxon was walking up and down the deck in the afternoon, smoking a cigar " "He never smokes, dear," interrupted Mrs. Goddard, glad to show Nellie that she was listening. "Well, but he did then, because he said so," returned Nellie unmoved.
She asked herself, as she sat beside the sick man, whether there were many like Charles Juxon in the world. There was the vicar, but the case was very different. He too had been kind and generous from the first; but he had not asked her to marry him she blushed at the thought he had not loved her. If Charles Juxon loved her, his generosity to Goddard was all the greater.
Juxon, planting his square and sturdy form between the door and the detective. "You may certainly insist, but you must begin by listening to reason." Charles Juxon had been accustomed to command others for the greater part of his life, and though he was generally the most unobtrusive and gentle of men, when he raised his voice in a tone of authority his words carried weight.
Goddard and Nellie came out, followed by the squire arrayed in his inevitable green stockings. There was however no rose in his coat. Whether the greenhouses at the Hall had failed to produce any in the bitter weather, or whether Mr. Juxon had transferred the rose from his coat to the possession of Mrs. Goddard, is uncertain.
People do queer things in a brain fever. By the bye has he said anything intelligible since he has been here?" John Short who had been standing silently by the bedside during the whole interview looked up quickly at the squire, wondering how he would answer. But Mr. Juxon did not hesitate. "Yes. Twice he repeated a woman's name. That is very natural, I suppose.
"I think he is dead," said John very softly, and he rose to his feet and drew back a little way from the body. "Then just wait five minutes for me, if you do not mind," said Mr. Juxon, and he turned away dragging the reluctant and still struggling Stamboul by his side. John shuddered when he was left alone. It was indeed a dismal scene enough.
In such weather it seemed absurd to send the squire away because her little girl was not with her. He had come all the way down from the Hall to spend this dreary afternoon at the cottage she could not send him away. There were sounds in the passage as of some one depositing a waterproof coat and an umbrella, the door opened and Mr. Juxon appeared upon the threshold. "Come in," said Mrs.
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