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"Why," cried Langworth to me, "why didn't you bring all the evidence to us, and let us proceed calmly and soberly with the case?" "Professor Langworth, you are a friend of mine, and a very good one but you know very well that the conditions exposed you people knew of all along ... and for years you have dallied along without acting on it." "We were biding the proper time!"
"We're going in to see him the next time," Jess said. Mrs. Steele looked again swiftly at her daughter. "You will see him, too, won't you, Janet?" she murmured. Her daughter seemed not to like the idea; but Jess said quickly: "We will take Janet with us, Mrs. Steele. And Bobby, too. If Mrs. Langworth approves, I mean. 'The more the merrier. Really, I'm awfully interested in him myself."
Maybe it was because I had no change of suits ... I saw that it was noticeable to others, and I sat 'way back, in a seat apart, by myself. Langworth watched my progress narrowly the first few weeks. One afternoon as I was passing his house he beckoned me in. "You're making good, and I'm glad of it ... because they're looking on you as my protégé ... holding me responsible for you.
I enquired; for she had spoken as of a human demise. "Yes, the dog ... but he was human, if anyone was." There was an acidulous resentment in the tone of her answer that indicated that she wanted her husband to send me away. "She wants you to go," whispered Langworth, humouring his wife like a sick child. He escorted me into the storm porch.
"The reason you never started something was your fear of involving the university in the publicity that was sure to follow!..." Langworth was a good man, but he knew I had him. He hemmed and hawed, then covered his retreat in half-hearted anger at me.... "You know well enough, Johnnie Gregory, that all you boys did it for was to 'pull a stunt' indulge in a little youthful horseplay."
I'm dashed if it isn't the very country for a steeple-chase! continued Watchorn, casting his eye over Cloverly Park, round the enclosure of Langworth Grange, and up the rising ground of Lark Lodge. The more Watchorn thought of it, the more he was satisfied of its feasibility, and he trotted over, the next day, to the Old Duke of Cumberland, to see his friend on the subject.
"He said it was for 'a nice little girl he knew. It was only a ten dollar one one of those French novelties, you know, that we sell so many of at this time of year." "He had that in an envelope in his pocket," said Mrs. Langworth. "Then he had not made the presentation of it to 'the nice little girl," murmured Laura. thoughtfully.
Professor Langworth was himself a poet of no mean ability: he was pleased to hear that I had sold a poem to the Independent. I was sick of being shunned because I carried stable smells about with me wherever I went.
Before I left, Langworth drew from me the admission that I was away behind in my board bill at the Farmers' Restaurant. My hopes of making immediate money as a writer of poems for the magazines had so far been barren of fruit. "Sh! sit down a minute and wait." His wife was coming downstairs, querulously, waveringly; her eyes red from weeping. "Laddie has just died." "The shepherd dog?"
Langworth says she is sure he has been in Alaska," Jess added. Laura noted the swift glance that passed between the invalid and her daughter. "Oh, my dear!" exclaimed Mrs. Steele, "you did not tell me that" "No," said Janet, shaking her head, "But lots of men go to Alaska, Mamma." "Ye-es," admitted Mrs. Steele. "And come back with plenty of money," put in Bobby, smiling.
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