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"Well, I will try and tell you what Ambrose told me. But you must promise me one thing first, sir. Promise you won't go away and leave us when you know the whole truth. Shake hands on it, Mr. Lefrank; come, shake hands on it." There was no resisting her fearless frankness. I shook hands on it.
Meadowcroft the elder, having not spoken one word thus far, himself introduced the newcomer to me, with a side-glance at his sons, which had something like defiance in it a glance which, as I was sorry to notice, was returned with the defiance on their side by the two young men. "Philip Lefrank, this is my overlooker, Mr. Jago," said the old man, formally presenting us.
You will never make us friends with John Jago, try as you may. Why, what have you got there, Mr. Lefrank? May I die if it isn't my stick! I have been looking for it everywhere!" The thick beechen stick had been feeling uncomfortably heavy in my invalid hand for some time past. There was no sort of need for my keeping it any longer.
John Jago, immediately recovering his self-possession, took off his hat, and made me a deferential bow. "I had no idea, Mr. Lefrank, that we were disturbing you," he said. "I am very much ashamed of myself, sir. I beg to apologize." "I accept your apology, Mr.
"He is the greatest liar in America, let the other be whom he may." Naomi shook her forefinger reproachfully at them, as if the two sturdy young farmers had been two children. "What will Mr. Lefrank think," she said, "if you talk in that way of a person whom your father respects and trusts? Go and smoke. I am ashamed of both of you." Silas slunk away without a word of protest.
Lefrank, when you have the opportunity pray try, sir, to make peace among them. You heard what went on at supper-time; and you were disgusted with it. Oh yes, you were! I saw you frown to yourself; and I know what that means in you Englishmen." There was no choice but to speak one's mind plainly to Naomi.
There is a week yet before the trial begins. Who will help me to make inquiries? Will you be the man, friend Lefrank!" We arranged to apply that day for the order of admission to the prison, and, having seen Ambrose, to devote ourselves immediately to the contemplated search. How that search was to be conducted was more than I could tell, and more than Naomi could tell.
Lefrank wrote to a friend at Narrabee for news of what was going on at the farm. The answer informed us that Ambrose and Silas had emigrated to New Zealand, and that Miss Meadowcroft was alone at Morwick Farm. John Jago had refused to marry her. John Jago had disappeared again, nobody knew where.
We stopped where you found us, and sat down on the felled tree. We had a little more talk about John Jago. It ended in our agreeing to wait and see what happened, and to keep our own counsel in the meantime. You and Mr. Lefrank came upon us, Naomi, while we were still talking; and you guessed right when you guessed that we had a secret from you. You know the secret now." There he stopped.
Lefrank; and for a reason, sir, which you don't suspect." "Thank you for the compliment you pay me, Miss Colebrook, whatever the reason may be." She took no notice of my reply; she steadily pursued her own train of thought. "I guess you may do some good, sir, in this wretched house," the girl went on, with her eyes still earnestly fixed on my face.
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