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Let us remain together unless I interfere" and he looked, smiling and interrogative, at Biddy, who still remained blank, only noting again that Nick forbore to make them acquainted. This was an anomaly, since he prized the gentleman so. Still, there could be no anomaly of Nick's that wouldn't impose itself on his younger sister.
Still with that nightmare dread upon her, she descended and passed into the old chapel of the monks. The stained window at the end cast a lurid stream of light along half its length. She caught her breath in an irrepressible shudder. She thought she had never before realized how gruesomely horrible that window was. Nick's hand closed upon her elbow, and she breathed again.
But Cicely knew him by his steeple-hat, and tucked her hand behind her, saying, "Fie, sir, thou art greedy!" Whereupon the others laughed and punched him in the ribs with their clubs, until he bellowed, "Quits! We'll all be late to the archery if we be not trotting on." Nick's face fell at the merry shout of "Finsbury, Finsbury, ho!"
It was like that of some one hammering against the side of the house with some heavy object. For a moment the detective was puzzled. He could not fathom the meaning of such a sound. Then a gust of damp night air rushed through the hall and swept Nick's cheek. "Ah! an open window!" he muttered. "That's easily located." He groped his way into one of the rear chambers.
"Frank," said he to his boy-friend, "I want you to put away my violin safely, and keep it until after the auction." "Of course I will, Phil; but won't you want to play on it!" "Not at present. I'll tell you why I want it put away." And Philip told his friend about Nick's application to purchase it, and the liberal offer he had made.
Despite all Nick's ingenuity, Dr. Jarvis stuck to this assertion. There was nothing left for Nick, in the character of Cleary, except to pretend to believe it. He resolved to accept the doctor's bribe. This was almost necessary, for in any case he would be obliged to remove Cleary. After this conversation, it would not be safe to leave the negro there.
The brow of Lord Nick darkened solemnly, and then he forced a laugh. "She'll be afraid to turn me down, Garry. But try your own way." He bit his lips. "Why, if you influence her that way do it. What's a fickle jade to me? Nothing!" "However I do it, you'll stick by her judgment, Henry?" The perspiration had started on Lord Nick's forehead again. Doubt swayed him, but pride forced him on.
His green eyes were watching Nick's lithe movements with thoughtful intentness. "How long is this job going to last?" he asked abruptly. "Heaven knows," was Nick's airy response. Max was silent a moment; then: "You will send her away if it gets too hot?" he said. Nick took up his riding-switch. "It's a tricky climate," he observed, "but I am keeping an eye on the weather.
I fecks! they've plucked him green!" There was a hoarse, exasperating laugh. Nick hesitated in his lines. The player at his back tried to prompt him, but only made the matter worse, and behind the green curtain at the door a hand went "clap" upon a dagger-hilt. The play lagged, and the crowd began to jeer. Nick's heart was full of fear and of angry shame that he had dared to try.
The laboratory was unlighted, except by the moon, which shone in over the shutters, which covered the lower parts of the windows, preventing observation from without. The first object which attracted Nick's attention was a corpse which lay upon a stone table in the middle of the room. Nick had made a hasty search of the laboratory some hours before, while the doctor had been at dinner.
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