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You're not going back so soon?" "But of course I can, Mr. Norburn; it's so far to walk." "I don't mind the walk." "Are you really quite sure? It is a beautiful morning to be out, isn't it?" Norburn took his leave, thinking, no doubt, of his official duties and nothing else, and Daisy touched her pony. "I must go on," she said. "So must I," said Dick, "mustn't keep my horse standing any longer."
In fact, neither of the young men was capable of appreciating the attractions of the other: Dick considering Norburn very doubtfully a gentleman, and very certainly what in his University days he dubbed a "smug"; Norburn regarding him with the rather impatient contempt that such a man is apt to bestow on those for whom dressing themselves and amusing themselves are the chief labours of a day.
That is, between ourselves, all-powerful." Benham frowned. "Norburn! Much Norburn would do for me." "Why, does he know you?" asked Puttock. "Have you any quarrel with him?" "There's no love lost between us. He organised my shearers when they struck two years ago." "What are you?" "Sheep, sir. The fellow came down and fought me, and well, sir, he said things about me that you'd hardly credit."
Matters having thus reached a direct issue, Norburn clapped the causa belli on his head, and walked out of the room, dimly conscious that he had done himself as much harm as he possibly could in the space of a quarter of an hour. When he grew cool, he confessed that the momentary, if real, pleasure of being unpleasant was somewhat dearly bought at the cost of enmity with Daisy Medland.
Now Norburn is ready to step into my shoes the moment I'm gone, or or come to grief." They had reached Digby Square, a large open place, laid out with walks and trees, and named after Sir Jabez Digby, K.B., first Governor of New Lindsey. The Premier paused to light a cigar.
Norburn would be very pleased to run your factory as a State work-shop for two pound a week." "And pickings," added Mr. Kilshaw, with scornful emphasis. A third gentleman, who was sitting near in the large bow-window of the Central Club, an elderly man, with short-clipped white hair and a pleasant face, joined in the talk. "Norburn? Why, is that the fellow I tried? Is he in Medland's government?"
The English illogicality which hung obstinately round even such gifted men as Medland and le jeune Norburn, so oppressed François who could not see why, if you might hint at cudgels in the background, you should not use them that, on his way to his next committee, he turned into a tavern to refresh his spirit.
Under the influence of this feeling, he was so far false to his standard of conduct as tentatively to mention Benham's name to Norburn as that of a possible candidate for the vacant post. He expected to hear in reply nothing more than a surprised inquiry as to the man's claims, but Norburn, despite his faithfulness to every wish of his leader's, besought him earnestly to make no such choice.
"Of course I say it in strict " "Yes, but still I should say the same to Norburn." They walked on a few steps, and the Premier had just taken his cigar from his mouth in order to resume the conversation, when a man stepped up to him, appearing, as it seemed, from among the trees, and said, "May I have a word with you, Mr. Medland?"
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