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But Lagune was remorseless and insisted she had betrayed him, worse made him ridiculous! Look at the "work" he had undertaken at South Kensington how could he go on with that now? How could he find the heart? When his own typewriter sacrificed him to her stepfather's trickery? "Trickery!" The gesticulating hands became active, the grey eyes dilated with indignation, the piping voice eloquent.
When Lagune came to the question of his real identity he blew out his cheeks in the most astonishing way, but made no other sign. "Dear, dear!" he said at last. "My bankers!" He looked at Lewisham with the exaggerated mildness of his spectacled eye. "What do you think it means?" he asked. "Has he gone mad? We have been conducting some experiments involving considerable mental strain.
The way I took to satisfy her was as follows: I bought a small boat, and without telling her I went one night all by myself round the island to inspect the walls of the convent on the side of the lagune.
Again, between the city and the mainland ran a long low causeway all across the lagune like that on which the trains now glide into Venice.
Lagune was an undeniable ass, and conceivably psychic research was an incentive to trickery. Then he remembered the matter in his relation to Ethel.... "Your stepfather is a little hard to follow," he said at last, sitting on the bed and taking off one boot. "He's dodgy he's so confoundedly dodgy. One doesn't know where to take hold of him.
The next morning Lewisham learnt from Lagune that his intuition was correct, that Ethel had at last succumbed to pressure and consented to attempt thought-reading. "We made a good beginning," said Lagune, rubbing his hands. "I am sure we shall do well with her. Certainly she has powers. I have always felt it in her face. She has powers."
"A general election of the truth half-yearly, eh?" "That's simply wriggling out of it," said Smithers. "That hasn't anything to do with it at all." Lagune, flushed but cheerful, was on his way downstairs when Lewisham overtook him. He was pale and out of breath, but as the staircase invariably rendered Lagune breathless he did not remark the younger man's disturbance.
This informer was rewarded with four thousand sequins, and instructed forthwith to quit the Venetian territories; but having, while at Brescia, renewed communications with suspected persons, he was brought back to the Lagune and drowned. Real; and Otway has used a poet's license to palliate still farther deviations from authentic history.
"There are things I touch upon them lightly that will presently astonish Lagune." Lewisham became more attentive. "I marvel at that man, grubbing hungry for marvels amidst the almost incredibly marvellous. What is he for, that he should wonder at Poltergeists?
"Ere it fade," Said my companion, "I will show you soon A better station." So o'er the lagune We glided; and from that funereal bark I leaned, and saw the city, and could mark How from their many isles, in evening's gleam, Its temples and its palaces did seem Like fabrics of enchantment piled to heaven.
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