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Such an extraordinary question was rendered more extraordinary by coming from such a man, yet I was almost beginning to suspect that there was something behind it more extraordinary still. 'Look here, Lessingham, I can see you've a capital tale to tell, so tell it, man!
He not only might have done, but it seemed possible that that was what he actually had done. As I approached the bed, he raised himself to a sitting posture, as, in the morning, he had done in the street, and he exclaimed, as if he addressed himself to someone whom he saw in front of him, I cannot describe the almost more than human agony which was in his voice, 'Paul Lessingham! Beware!
Startled by a noise behind me, immediately following the report of the pistol, I glanced over my shoulder. The room door was open, and Mr Lessingham was standing with the handle in his hand. He was in evening dress. He carried a small portfolio in his left hand. If the discovery of my presence startled him, as it could scarcely have failed to do, he allowed no sign of surprise to escape him.
"You see, you are temperamental, dear," Helen reminded her. "You have a complex nature. I know very well that you need the daily love that Henry doesn't seem to have been willing to give you lately, and I couldn't stop your turning towards the sun, you know. Only all the time there's that terrible anxiety are you quite sure it is the sun?" "You believe in Mr. Lessingham, don't you?"
What would that penny-plain- and-twopence-coloured bogey, the Nonconformist Conscience, make of such a story if it were blazoned through the land. Would Paul not come down with a run? "Spilling blood" is a figure of speech; pretty, perhaps, but vague. If you mean that Mr Lessingham has been killing someone, your surest and most effectual revenge would be gained by an appeal to the law.
"You are head and shoulders above our class down here." "Very good of you to say so," Lessingham replied courteously. "I held good cards to-night." "I wonder," Griffiths went on, dropping his voice a little and keeping his eyes fixed upon his companion, "what the German substitute for bridge is." "I wonder," Lessingham echoed.
Hamar Lessingham might provoke less comment." "Maderstrom," Philippa repeated. "You were at Magdalen with my brother." "For three terms," he assented. "You have visited at Wood Norton. It was only an accident, then, that I did not meet you." "It is true," he answered, with a bow. "I received the most charming hospitality there from your father and mother."
He struck off towards the Chiaia, again paced backwards and forwards, cursed at carriage-drivers who plagued him, tried to amuse himself on the Santa Lucia. And pray what was all this fuss about? When he rose this morning, he had half a mind to start at once for Amalfi, and not see Mrs. Lessingham and her niece at all; he "didn't know that he cared much." He had met Cecily Doran twice.
'It strikes me that this is another case of seeking admission through that hospitable window at the back. Atherton led the way to the rear. Lessingham and I followed. There was not even an apology for a yard, still less a garden, there was not even a fence of any sort, to serve as an enclosure, and to shut off the house from the wilderness of waste land. The kitchen window was open.
We picked up their observation car not fifty yards from where you are sitting." "I remember hearing about it," Lessingham acknowledged. "By-the-by," the Commandant continued, smoothing his horse's neck, "didn't you arrive that evening or the evening after?" "I believe I did." "Liverpool Street or King's Cross? The King's Cross train was very nearly held up."
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