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Mr. Null admitted that the clerks in the office had told him so, and said at last, what he ought to have said at first: "I am Mrs. Gallilee's medical attendant there is serious necessity for communicating with her husband." Mr. Mool instantly led the way into the office. The chief clerk approached his employer, with some severity of manner.
"Remains quite unaffected, ma'am, by all that you have told me." "And I am still obliged to keep her under my care?" "Or," Mr. Mool answered, "to resign the office of guardian, in favour of Lady Northlake appointed to act, in your place." "I won't trouble you any further, sir. Good-evening!" She turned to leave the office. Mr. Mool actually tried to stop her. "One word more, Mrs. Galilee."
Ovid will hear dreadful news, when he comes home. Can't we prepare him for it, in any way?" Mr. Null announced that a telegram would meet Ovid at Queenstown with the air of a man who had removed every obstacle that could be suggested to him. The kind-hearted lawyer shook his head. "Is there no friend who can meet him there?" Mr. Mool suggested.
She forbade Teresa to write to him; she sent messages to Mr. and Mrs. Gallilee, and even to Mr. Mool, entreating them to preserve silence. The nurse engaged to deliver the messages and failed to keep her word. Mrs. Gallilee had good reasons for not writing. Her husband and Mr. Mool had decided on sending their telegram to the bankers.
Robert Graywell's lover: and he laid us a wager that we should see the woman alone in his room, that night. We were hidden behind a curtain, and we did see her in his room. I paid the money I had lost, and left Rome soon afterwards. The other man refused to pay." "On what ground?" Mr. Mool eagerly asked. "On the ground that she wore a thick veil, and never showed her face."
"Pardon me," Ovid interposed, "what is there to agitate my mother in this?" Mr. Mool made his apologies for not getting sooner to the point, with the readiest good-will. "Professional habit, Mr. Ovid," he explained. "We are apt to be wordy paid, in fact, at so much a folio, for so many words! and we like to clear the ground first.
"I want to ask one thing more?" she resumed, in sinking tones. "Would my aunt still be my guardian supposing I was married?" Mr. Mool answered this, with his eyes fixed on her in grave scrutiny. "In that case, your husband is the only person who has any authority over you. These are rather strange questions, Carmina. Won't you take me into your confidence?"
Mool could endure. Shy men are, in the innermost depths of their nature, proud men: the lawyer had his professional pride. He came out of his flowery retreat, with a steady countenance. For the first time in his life, he was not afraid of Mrs. Galilee. "Before we enter on the legal aspect of the case " he began. "The shocking case," Mrs. Gallilee interposed, in the interests of Virtue.
It was possible, after what had passed, that Carmina might feel the propriety of making some explanation by letter. He decided to wait until the next morning, on the chance of hearing from her. On the Monday, no letter arrived. Proceeding to the office, Mr. Mool found, in his business-correspondence, enough to occupy every moment of his time.
I was in Rome, like Doctor Benjulia, after your brother's marriage. His wife was, to my certain knowledge, received in society. Her reputation was unblemished; and her husband was devoted to her." "In plain English," said Mrs. Gallilee, "my brother was a poor weak creature and his wife, when you knew her, had not been found out." "That is just the difficulty I feel," Mr. Mool rejoined.
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