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The next day I went to my work as usual, and my uncle came down and had a talk with my employer, and the whole matter was arranged to the satisfaction of all parties. "Come," said Uncle Kelson, "you had better at once take your places by the coach, and start to-morrow. There is no time to be lost." We found on getting to the coach-office that all the coaches were full.
"Miss Morriston looked well to-night," Gifford remarked, falling in with his friend's wish to postpone the more engrossing subject. "Yes," Kelson agreed casually. "She takes this ghastly business quietly enough. But that is her way." "I have been wondering," Gifford said, "how much she cares for Painswick. He is manifestly quite smitten, but I doubt her being nearly as keen on him."
"Jackass! You were far too broad. What pleases a San Francisco girl shocks a London lady. For goodness sake have more tact another time, we don't want to get into hot water. I feel quite convinced that if any harm befalls us if that compact is in any way broken it will be through you. I wish to heaven the Unknown had given you some other power." "So do I," Kelson groaned.
"Yes; but we don't want a row. It is not as though there was another conveyance he could take." "All right. I suppose we shall have to put up with the brute," Kelson assented grudgingly. "But I hate being bounced like this." Gifford took a step to the carriage-door. "I think we can all three pack in," he said civilly.
It was this thought as well as though, perhaps, hardly as much as the look of her that stimulated Kelson to action.
"But I fear I may be in the way if there is anything " he urged. "Oh, no," his hostess insisted. "I don't know of anything wrong. At least neither Captain Kelson nor Mr. Gifford will admit anything. You must have tea before your long drive."
They listened and all three distinctly heard the swishing of a slender tree trunk as it hissed backwards and forwards. Then, a cry so horrid, harsh and piercing that even the sceptical, sneering Curtis gave vent to an expression of fear. Again a hush, and increasing darkness and cold. Kelson called out "Don't do that, Leon." "I'm not doing anything," Hamar said testily. "Pull yourself together."
Come on, Matt. If you want us, you know where to find us only if we don't get something to eat soon you'll find us dead." For some time after Kelson and Curtis had left him, Hamar lolled back in his seat, lost in thought.
Thank you! I will go now. What is your fee?" "I trust, madam, you are pleased," Kelson said in great distress. "Will you kindly take your fee and let me out," Gladys demanded, as he nervously placed himself in her way. "Thank you. Good morning!" And as she swept regally past him and down the stone passage, Hamar came out of his room and passed by her on his way to Kelson's office.
I'll go first," and walking up to the tree he plucked a fruit and began to eat it. Curtis and Kelson slowly followed suit. "I believe I'm eating a live slug, or a toad," Curtis muttered, with a retch. "And I, too," Kelson whispered. "It's filthy. I shall be sick. If I am, will it make any difference to the compact, I wonder?" What the fruit really tasted like they could never decide.
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