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Then he saw that Lackington knew too much for its being worth his own while to deny it. "No, I never denied that," he said, lifting his fork to his mouth; and he went on eating with a deliberate ease as Lackington again made a note. The next question was a home-thrust. "Where are they both now?" asked Lackington, looking at him. Hubert's mind laboured like a mill. "I do not know," he said.
Sir Wilfrid, with a scarcely perceptible yet significant gesture, motioned towards Lord Lackington. Mr. Montresor started. The eyes of both men travelled across the table, then met again. "You know?" said Montresor, under his breath. Sir Wilfrid nodded. Then some instinct told him that he had now exhausted the number of the initiated.
It was hard to believe the Duke of Monmouth mad enough to spoil all by this sudden and unheralded precipitation. "You heard the news at Whitp Lackington?" said he slowly. "Who carried it thither?" "There were two messengers," answered Vallancey, with restrained impatience, "and they were Heywood Dare who has been appointed paymaster to the Duke's forces and Mr. Chamberlain." Mr.
Delafield by chance at Nord Station. Lord Lackington dying. Must return to-night. Where shall I write? Good-bye." When it was done she could hardly totter out of the office. Delafield made her take his arm. "You must have some food. Then I will go and get a sleeping-car for you to Calais. There will be no crowd to-night. At Calais I will look after you if you will allow me."
The passengers fairly fell out of the coach, and it seemed as if they had an arsenal with them. Mary Lackington was as self-possessed as any of the rest. "Are you sure he is dead?" she asked. "Don't let us go nearer till we know that he is dead; he will surely kill us!"
This was such a queer answer that Lackington gave an incredulous exclamation. "It is probably true," said Sir Francis, without looking up from his letters; "I have come across the same kind of cypher, at least once before." "Thank you, sir," said the agent. "And now, my boy, tell me this. How did you know what it meant?"
"Enough, enough," said Lackington coolly. "Search, men." The pursuivants advanced to the steps. Then Mr. Buxton turned fiercely on them all. "See here!" he cried, and his voice rang out across the garden. "You bring me here, Mr. Graves, promising me a little peace and quietness, after your violent and unwarranted attack upon my house to-day.
I saw Lord Lackington only a few hours before his death. 'She mustn't be alone, he said to me, several times. And then, almost at the last, 'Ask her again. She'll consider it she promised." Julie turned impetuously. "Neither of us is bound by that neither of us." Delafield smiled. "Does that mean that I am asking you now because he bade me?" A pause. Julie must needs raise her eyes to his.
"She is quite right there. Oh, it would be all right if she were herself. She would make short work of Lady Henry. But, Mademoiselle Julie" for she glided past them, and he raised his voice "sit down and rest yourself. Don't take so much trouble." She flung them a smile. "Lord Lackington is going," and she hurried on.
Then she looked at her friends. "Oh, how good of you all to come! Lord Lackington!" She went up to him impetuously, and he, taken by surprise, yielded his hands, which she took in both hers. "It was foolish, I know, but you don't think it was so bad, do you?" She gazed up at him wistfully. Her lithe form seemed almost to cling to the old man.
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