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'How could I? How was I to imagine such a thing? Really, was it proper? How could you expect me, Mr. Moxey ? For a moment she looked offended. But her real feelings were astonishment and amusement, not unmingled with an idle gratification. 'I must ask you to pardon me, said Christian, whose forehead gleamed with moisture. 'No, don't say that. I am really so sorry! What an odd mistake!
When he had sat there for some minutes, his eyes happened to stray towards Miss Moxey, who was just then without a companion. Her glance answered to his, and a smile of invitation left him no choice but to rise and go to a seat beside her. 'You are meditative this evening, she said, in a voice subdued below its ordinary note.
This proposal was received with a general laugh. "He'll not send us more o' that tipple, you may depend," said Williams. "No, not av we wos dyin'," said Corney, with a grin. "What was it?" asked Williams. "Didn't you hear about it?" inquired Moxey. "Oh, to be sure not; you were in hospital after you got run over by the Baker Street engine. Tell him about it, Corney.
No doubt he and Moxey would discuss the affair together, and any desire Christian might have to hunt for his vanished comrade would yield before the journalist's surmises. No one else had any serious reason for making inquiries. Probably he might dwell in Devonshire, as long as he chose, without fear of encountering anyone from his old world.
You see, mother, I might manage it even before the end of the year. Our Mr. Moxey will be disposed to help me with his recommendation. 'But, my dear, wouldn't it come to the same thing, then, if you went back to Mr. Moxey's? He made a gesture of impatience. 'No, no, no! I couldn't live at Twybridge. I have my way to make, mother, and the place for that is London. You know I am ambitious.
'I was at Whitelaw the other day, when you distinguished yourself, and if I had known then that you were an acquaintance of my uncle's I should have been tempted to offer a word of congratulation. Very glad indeed to meet you. Godwin, grateful as always for the show of kindness and flattered by such a reception, at once felt a liking for Christian Moxey.
'Not in the ordinary sense, decidedly. But picture some girl or woman of conventional opinions and surroundings. What if he resolved to win such a wife, at the expense of disguising his true self? 'But what an extraordinary idea! cried Moxey. 'Why Peak is all but a woman-hater! The journalist uttered croaking laughter. 'Have I totally misunderstood him? asked Christian, confused and abashed.
He has been working for years at a chemical factory down on the river; Moxey used to be there, and got him the place. 'Moxey? Oh yes, the man you dined with. You must remember that these are new names to me. I must know all these new people, I say. You don't mind? 'You shall be presented to the whole multitude, as soon as you like. Peak wants to see you.
I might as well be called upon to inform all my acquaintances how I stand with regard to the theories of chemical affinity. One's philosophy has nothing to do with the business of life. If I chose to become a Church of England clergyman, what moral objection could be made? This illustration was so amusing to Moxey, that his surprise at what preceded gave way to laughter.
'Do you know a distinguished clergyman, named Chilvers? she asked of Earwaker, with a laugh, when he had taken a place by her. 'Chilvers? Is it Bruno Chilvers, I wonder? 'That's the name! exclaimed one of the guests, a young married lady of eager face and fidgety manners. 'Then I knew him at College, but I had no idea he was become distinguished. Miss Moxey again laughed.
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