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But Viner looked in vain for either Methley or Woodlesford or their mysterious client; they were certainly not present when Hyde was put into the dock, and Viner began to wonder if the events of the previous day had warned Mr. Cave and those behind him to avoid publicity.
And now, when I was vexed at the migration of Scamander, and the total loss or absorption of poor dear Simois, how happily Methley reminded me that Homer himself had warned us of some such changes!
Cave, who claims to be Earl of Ellingham," said Methley, by way of introduction. "Mr. Car " But the other man smiled quietly and immediately assumed a lead. "There is no need of introduction, Mr. Methley," he said. "I remember all three gentlemen perfectly! Mr. Carless Mr. Driver and yes, to be sure, Mr. Portlethwaite! I have a good memory for faces."
Ashton then not only asked his advice about the Ellingham affair, alleging that he knew the missing Lord Marketstoke, but showed him the papers which you have recently deposited with Mr. Methley here which papers, Ashton alleged, were intrusted to him by Lord Marketstoke on his deathbed. Ashton, according to Mr.
Before we reached Adrianople, Methley had been seized with we knew not what ailment, and when we had taken up our quarters in the city he was cast to the very earth by sickness. Adrianople enjoyed an English consul, and I felt sure that, in Eastern phrase, his house would cease to be his house, and would become the house of my sick comrade.
"I had some idea that I remembered your face when we were introduced just now," said Methley. "Yes, I think I do remember you were sitting in a corner near the hearth?" "Just so," agreed Viner. "And I heard you ask the landlord a question about a gentleman whom you used to meet there sometimes you left some specimen cigars with the landlord for him." "Yes," assented Methley wonderingly.
I had no desire at all to come forward and claim my rights. So I took no notice of your advertisements." "And since then of late, to be exact you have changed your mind?" suggested Mr. Carless dryly. "To a certain extent only," replied the visitor, whose calm assurance was evidently impressing the legal practitioners around him. "I have already told Mr. Methley and his partner, Mr.
But how was this to be done? Methley was much too ill to be kept in his saddle, and wheel carriages, as means of travelling, were unknown. There is, however, such a thing as an “araba,” a vehicle drawn by oxen, in which the wives of a rich man are sometimes dragged four or five miles over the grass by way of recreation.
That those papers belonged to the missing Lord Marketstoke there is no doubt, but your possession of them at present does not prove that you are Lord Marketstoke or Lord Ellingham. They may have been stolen!" The claimant rose from his chair with a good deal of dignity. He glanced at Methley. "I do not see that any good can come of this interview, Mr. Methley," he remarked in quiet, level tones.
"Not even anything to your own advantage?" suggested Mr. Carless, with a keen glance which passed from one partner to the other. "You, as reputable practitioners of our profession, don't want to be mixed up with an impostor?" "We should be very sorry to be mixed up in any way with an impostor, Mr. Carless!" said Methley. Mr.
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