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The friend whom Middlemas expected to meet at the Swan, was a person already mentioned in this history by the name of Tom Hillary, bred an attorney's clerk in the ancient town of Novum Castrum doctus utriusque juris, as far as a few months in the service of Mr. Lawford, Town-clerk of Middlemas, could render him so.
'Wonderful, isn't it? said Mr Bethany warmly; 'all the general look and run of the thing different, but every real essential feature unchanged. Now into the envelope. And now a little wax? Mrs Lawford stood waiting.
'I don't want to suggest anything, Mrs Lawford, began Mr Craik rather hurriedly, 'but wouldn't it perhaps be wiser not to wait for Mr Bethany? It is not at all unusual for him to be kept a considerable time in the vestry after service, and to-day is the Feast of St Michael's and all Angels, you know. Mightn't your husband be er coming back, don't you think?
And yet she's gone! But that's not our business. Get her back. And don't for a single instant waste a thought on the other; not for a single instant, I implore you, Lawford. And in a week the whole thing will be no more than a dreary, preposterous dream.... You don't answer me! he cried impulsively. 'But can one so easily forget a dream like this?
But you mustn't let me forget the time. You must look after the time for me. 'It's about a quarter to ten, said Lawford, having glanced first at the stopped clock on the chimney-piece and then at his watch. He then sat quite still and endeavoured to sit at ease, while the old lady lifted her bonneted head and ever so gravely and benignly surveyed him. 'H'm, she said at last.
"He takes too much for granted, I fear. Perhaps, after all, I should have excused myself from this adventure." She eyed Lawford covertly as, with swelling muscles and lithe, swinging body, he drove his sculling oar. "But he does look more 'to the manner born' much more the man, in fact than that actor!"
'The next thing, my dear child we're getting on swimmingly and it's astonishing how things are simplified by mere use the next thing is to send for Simon. Sheila took a deep breath, but did not look up. 'I am entirely in your hands, she replied. 'So be it, said he crisply. 'Get to bed, Lawford; it's better so. And I'll look in on my way back from Witchett.
"I'll see to it he's all right, Miss Lou, before I leave him." "Thank you, Betty," returned the girl, too honest to make any further attempt to deny her deep interest in the man. When the sail rattled down and Louise tossed over the anchor, Lawford roused a bit. "Sorry the trip turned out so rotten bad, Miss Grayling," he mumbled. "I I don't feel just right yet." Louise patted his shoulder.
He heard himself expostulate, 'Ah, Miss Bennett, I fear I set you too difficult a task. The old lady drew abruptly in, like a trustful and gentle snail into its shocked house. 'Bennett, sir; but my name is not Bennett. And again Lawford accepted the miserable prompting. 'Not Bennett!... How can I ever then apologise for so frantic a mistake? The little old lady took firm hold of her umbrella.
Why my wife scarcely recognised me. Dr Simon continued his scrutiny. Try as he would, Lawford could not raise his downcast eyes to meet direct the doctor's polite attention. 'And what, said Dr Simon, 'what precisely is the nature of the change? Have you any pain?
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