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It is only on the stage that men consent to pay for the keeping of a secret which is quite certain not to be kept." Northway had followed with eager attention, pinching his long throat and drawing in his cheeks. "Well, what do you want me to do?" he asked. "To remain here in Bristol for a week or so longer. I will then telegraph to you, and tell you where to meet me." "Is it far from here?"
"At present," he went on, "I can do no more than give you an idea of what has been going on. Your wife has not been rash enough to marry a second time; but she is supposed to be married to a man of wealth and position is living publicly as his wife. They have deceived every one who knows them." "Except you, it seems," remarked Northway, with a gleam from between his eyelids.
"As you please." "By-the-bye, you have abbreviated your name, I think?" The other again looked uneasy and clicked with his tongue. "You had better say what you want with me, Mr. Marks," he replied, impatiently. "My business is with Arthur James Northway. If you are he, I think I can do you a service." "Why should you do me a service?" "From a motive I will explain if all else is satisfactory."
"That objection is reasonable. If you knew how well-assured I am of this lady's identity, you would understand why your view of the matter never occurred to me. You must say that you have seen her, that's all seen her coming out of her house." But Northway was still unsatisfied.
I have been trying for a long time to get it out of him, and now that I have succeeded I almost wish the thought had never occurred to me." "Pray, pray don't keep me in suspense, Mrs. Wade." "Northway did not make his discovery by chance. You were betrayed to him by a seeming friend." Denzil looked steadily at her. "A friend? He has deceived you. Only one acquaintance of mine knew." "Mr. Glazzard.
Till now, he had not understood how unspeakably precious she was to him; for the most part he had treated her with playful good-humour, seldom, if ever, striking the note of passion in his speech. With this defect he reproached himself. Lilian had not learnt to trust him sufficiently; she feared the result upon him of such a blow as Northway had it in his power to inflict.
Lilian, nerved by despair, spoke in almost a steady voice; but the landscape around her was veiled in mist; she saw only the visage which her memory had identified with repugnance and dread. "If you want my money," she said, "you can have it you shall have it at once. I give you it all." "No, I don't ask for your money," Northway answered, with resentment.
Whatever you intended, wasn't our marriage a terrible injustice to me? Oughtn't you to give a thought to that?" "You are living an immoral life," replied Northway, with tremulous emphasis. "I could hold you up to shame. No, I don't ask you to come and live with me at once; I don't expect that.
"You are of course aware," pursued the lady, "that Mr. Denzil Quarrier is Liberal candidate for this borough?" "Yes, I know." "Until to-day, he had every prospect of being elected. It is a shocking thing I hardly know how to express myself about it." "If this gets known," said Northway, "I suppose he has no chance?"
Wade herself appeared, coming towards her. Lilian waved her hand, quickened her step. They met. "I was going for a walk in the fields," said Mrs. Wade. "Shall we" Lilian had turned round, and at this moment her eyes fell upon Northway, who was quite near. A stifled cry escaped her, and she grasped at her friend's arm. "What is it, dear?" Mrs.
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