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Updated: June 21, 2025
Said Granny Marrable to her grandson-in-law: "'Tis Gwen o' th' Towers, John, in Tom Kettering's gig. Bide here till they come up, that I may get speech of her ladyship." "Will she stand still on th' high roo-ad, to talk to we?" "She'll never pass me by if she sees me wishful to speak with her. Her ladyship has too good a heart." "Vairy well, Gra-anny."
"How dare you talk to me like that?" She laughed. "I dare very well. I'm not afraid of you, Jimmy. I know too much about you. Christine married you because she loved you; she thought there was nobody like you in all the world. It's your own fault if she has changed her mind." "I'll break every bone in Kettering's confounded body." Jimmy burst out passionately.
Kettering's account of the many vexations that preyed on him his troubles with his men, the heavy expense of constantly renewing the composition on his machine rollers, the idleness and wantonness of the apprentice, the perpetual ordering of "sorts" from the type-founder, the inconsiderateness of customers who kept his type locked up, and the carelessness of everybody but himself in the handling of his material.
In spite of his calm assertion that there was no harm in Kettering's visit to Upton House, his anxious eyes had noticed the indefinable something in Kettering's manner towards Christine that had struck Gladys Leighton that first evening.
She rose to her feet and went over to the window; the sunshine had gone, and the country road was grey and shadowy. Kettering's big car stood at the kerb. After a moment he followed her to the window; he was a little pale, his eyes seemed to avoid hers. "I am quite ready when you are," he said. She was fastening her veil over her hat; her fingers shook a little as she tied the bow.
A little wave of crimson surged under Kettering's brown skin, but his eyes did not fall; there was a short silence, then he laughed rather mirthlessly. "And if I am not the gentleman you so very kindly seem to believe me," he said constrainedly. Gladys Leighton came a little closer to him; she laid her hand on his arm.
"Well, after three months he could make himself deuced handy." Kettering's mild oath was simply intended by way of encouragement. "You see," he went on, "once you'd learnt the lay of the case, you'd soon get your hand in for straightforward setting, and then if you didn't mind exercising your muscles, you could do a bit of pulling at press.
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