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The judge seemed disinclined to discuss Mrs. Lorimer, but he held fast to Meldon's arm. "After what you said to me this morning," he said, "the events of the afternoon were not altogether a surprise, though I confess I didn't know that my niece cared as much as she does." "Oh, she's very keen on it." "So it appears; but would you mind telling me how you knew that?" "She told me so herself."
"The sermon will be personal, then?" "No, it won't. I shan't even allude to the subject of fishing. I shall preach in such a way as to get at everybody who has ever quarrelled with anybody else. After listening to what I say, you will be much more inclined to take Simpkins out in the Spindrift." Meldon's sermon was all that he boasted.
"They would," said the judge. "I'm very much afraid they would. Perhaps after all you'd better not put me in. Let him poison some one else. I shouldn't be an attractive figure if I were posed as one of Meldon's victims." "Perhaps," said Miss King, "I might work out the plot in such a way that you'd get the better of him in the end." "I fully intend to.
That's what's puzzling me. Why not? I never saw the man in my life till yesterday. I never heard of him. What on earth can it matter to him whether I spend a fortnight here or not?" "There was some dispute about the fishing before you came," said Miss King. "I heard about it from Callaghan the gardener. Mr. Meldon's friend, Major Kent, thought he had a right to fish in some part of the river "
While he was shaving in the morning he made up his mind to enter as sympathetically as possible into Meldon's plans, whatever they might be. "What are you thinking of doing with yourself to-day?" he asked at breakfast. "If you want to go into Ballymoy to rag that judge again I can let you have the cob." "Thanks," said Meldon, "but I think the judge may be left alone for the present.
The Major went into his study to make up some accounts, and the day being fine and warm, sat beside an open window. Meldon's chair was only a short distance from the window, so that he was in a position to carry on a conversation without raising his voice. For some time he did not speak, for his morning pipe was particularly enjoyable.
Then he felt it necessary to make some excuse for his idleness. "There's no use," he said, "my starting before eleven. Simpkins won't be out of bed until late to-day. He'll be thoroughly exhausted after all he went through on the Spindrift." "Start any time you like," said the Major. Meldon's remark interrupted him in the middle of adding up a long column of pence.
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