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Borrowdean sank into the chair which Berenice had indicated, with a little sigh of relief. "These all-night sittings," he remarked, "get less of a joke as one advances in years. You read the reports this morning?" She nodded. "And Mannering's speech?" "Every word of it." "Our little conspiracy," he continued, "is bearing fruit. Honestly, Mannering is a surprise, even to me.
While the old gentleman, pleased with Miss Mannering's liveliness and attention, rattled away for her amusement and his own, the impatience of Colonel Mannering began to exceed all bounds.
"I should think it was their own reputations they were thinking about," said his daughter. "To submit so tamely to one man is not a very heroic proceeding." I heard Mannering chuckle, and I felt mad. But I fancy it was not Mannering's amusement, but my own consciousness of the truth of the criticism that galled. Colonel Maitland came to my rescue. "I thought they were very sensible," he said.
The Laird met him in the parlour, and, acquainting him with great glee that the boy was a fine healthy little fellow, seemed rather disposed to press further conviviality. He admitted, however, Mannering's plea of weariness, and, conducting him to his sleeping apartment, left him to repose for the evening.
I have been inquiring into that matter, for you must know I stopped an instant below to pull off my boot-hose, "a world too wide for my shrunk shanks," glancing down with some complacency upon limbs which looked very well for his time of life, 'and I had some conversation with your Barnes and a very intelligent person whom I presume to be the housekeeper; and it was settled among us, tota re perspecta, I beg Miss Mannering's pardon for my Latin, that the old lady should add to your light family supper the more substantial refreshment of a brace of wild ducks.
Again a smile appeared on Mannering's face as he exclaimed, "I almost feel inclined to follow your example. I have nearly forgotten how to use a pistol since I have resided in this law-ridden land." "Surely you won't expose your experimental car to the chance of being rammed by the Motor Pirate," remarked Winter, chaffingly. Mannering's car was a stock joke with us.
The Laird met him in the parlour, and acquainting him, with great glee, that the boy was a fine healthy little fellow, seemed rather disposed to press further conviviality. He admitted, however, Mannering's plea of weariness, and, conducting him to his sleeping apartment, left him to repose for the evening.
From his waistcoat pocket he produced a small leaden bullet, and he held it outstretched in the palm of his hand. "Here have I been wasting weeks on the continent, while with this I might have settled the matter once and for all." "How?" I asked. "I needed but to compare this with the bullet the surgeon extracted from Mannering's shoulder.
"The alienist I was talking to the other day described him as a moral pervert. He said he was a type of insanity usually associated with physical incapacity or a low order of intelligence, but when, as in Mannering's case, both physique and intelligence were above the average, the moral pervert is a greater danger to the community than an army of ordinary criminals.
She came towards him with out-stretched hand and a delightful smile. "You; so soon again!" she exclaimed. "Were there so many mistakes?" Mannering's face softened. He was half ashamed of his irritation. He answered her kindly. "Scarcely any, Hester," he answered. "Your typing is always excellent." Her anxiety was only half allayed. "There is nothing else wrong?" she demanded, breathlessly.
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