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"You are a stranger in this town, sir," he said to Kilbright. "I did not exactly catch your name Kilbright?" he said, when it had been repeated to him, "that is one of my family names, but it is long since I have heard of anyone bearing it. My mother was a Kilbright, but she had no brothers, and no uncles of the name. My grandfather was the last of our branch of the Kilbrights.
Colesworthy have looked into these matters, and I haven't, and that knowin' nothin' I ought to say nothin'; and if it ever happens to look particularly tough, I just call to mind the telephone and Squire Braddon's creaking boots, and that settles it." Mr. Kilbright became more and more useful to me, particularly after he had disciplined his mind to the new style of spelling.
Besides, I intended to have said scientist arrested and put under bonds as soon as he set foot on our shores. "I do not feel," continued Kilbright, "that I am beginning a new life, but that I am taking up my old one at the point where I left it off." "You cannot do that," I said. "Things have changed very much, and you will have to adapt yourself to those changes.
"I have heard, but I don't know how true it is, that spirits cannot be called up and materialized unless somebody wants them, and I don't suppose there is anybody who wants the first Mrs. Kilbright. But these men might so work on Mr. Kilbright's mind as to make him think that he ought to want her." I groaned. "Dear me!" I said. "I suppose if they did that they would also bring up old Mr.
We resolved, of course, that we would say nothing to Mr. Kilbright or Lilian about this matter, for it was unwise to needlessly trouble their minds; but we could not help talking about it a great deal ourselves. In spite of the reassuring arguments which we continually thought of, or spoke of to each other, we were troubled, anxious, and apprehensive.
Not only did I see the black broadcloth suit not laid out at length, but all in a compact heap but I saw the shoes and stockings, the collar and cravat; everything. Near by lay a whisk broom. The truth was plain. While giving the last touches to his wedding attire, all that was Amos Kilbright had utterly disappeared!
I found that he wrote a fair hand, a little stiff and labored, but legible and neat, and as I had a good deal of copying to do I decided to set him to work upon this. I procured board and lodging for him in a house near by, and a very happy being was Amos Kilbright. As for me I felt that I was doing my duty, and a good work.
It was not quite eleven o'clock when I went upstairs to see if I could be of any use to Mr. Kilbright in regard to the conclusion of his toilette. I knocked at the door, but received no answer. Waiting a few moments, I opened it and entered. On the floor, in front of a tall dressing-glass, was a suit of clothes.
She had no breath left with which to speak. I ran up, and stood for a moment at the closed door of our guest-room. With my hand on the knob, I was unable to open it. I heard a step on the stairs behind me, and I opened the door. There stood Mr. Kilbright in his wedding clothes, with the whisk-broom in his hand. He turned at the sound of my entrance.
My wife and I discussed this situation very thoroughly. Lilian Budworth was a good girl, a sensible one, and a very good-looking one. Her family was highly respectable and her years well proportioned to those of Mr. Kilbright. There seemed to be, therefore, no reason why this intimacy should not be encouraged. But yet we talked over the matter night after night.
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