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Northway, I have been listening to a sad, sad story." "Yes, it is sad," he muttered, feeling his inferiority to this soft-spoken woman, and moving his legs awkwardly. "I must mention to you that my name is Mrs. Wade. I have known Lilian since she came to live at Polterham only since then. That's a very short time ago, but we have seen a good deal of each other, and have become intimate friends.
Northway had already, some years before, been in the hands of the police in London. It came out now that he was keeping a mistress; on the eve of marriage he had dispensed with her services, and the woman, in revenge, went to his employers to let them know certain suspicious facts. He was sent to penal servitude for three years." "Three years!" murmured Glazzard. "About so ago, I suppose?"
She stood close before him, her eyes on his. The rapid walk had brought colour to her cheek, and perhaps to the same cause was attributable her quickened breathing. "Lily has been discovered by an enemy of hers and yours. A man named Northway." "Damnation!" He felt far too strongly to moderate his utterance out of regard for the listener. His features were distorted; he stared wrathfully.
Jealousy notwithstanding, Northway had made up his mind to gain what was to be gained. Lilian was beyond his reach; it would be foolish to go back to his poverty and cloudy overlook when solid assistance was held out to him. With much posturing and circumlocution, he came at length to the avowal that a sum of ready money would not be refused.
"Some day, old boy some day!" assented Denzil, with a superb smile. There followed much handshaking, and the visitors returned to their carriage. As it moved away, Glazzard put his head out of the window, waved his hand, and cried merrily: "Quarrier for ever!" In the interviews with Mr. Marks, Arthur Northway did not show at his best.
What purpose would be served by keeping back the name? Lilian's eyes fell as she answered. "Mr. Glazzard knows." "Mr. Eustace Glazzard?" Lilian explained how and when it had become necessary to make him a sharer in the secret. "Do you believe," Mrs. Wade asked, "that Northway really discovered you by chance?" "I don't know. He says so. I can only feel absolutely sure that Mr.
She was merely asked to describe in what way the unfortunate lady had left the house. In Glazzard and Mrs. Wade, Denzil of course reposed perfect confidence. Northway, if need were, could and should be bought off. Toby Liversedge got wind of the scandal in circulation, and his rage knew no bounds.
Can I, as a man of some means and influence, offer you any acceptable service?" There was silence. Northway could not shape a reply. "You have been in commerce, I think?" proceeded the other. "Should you care to take a place in some good house of business on the Continent, or elsewhere abroad? I think it's in my power to open a way for you such as you would not easily make by your own exertions."
"Not a bit!" Northway replied, obviously flattered. "You are a Conservative, then?" "Yes; I am Conservative. "Yes, I agree with that," said Northway, putting his head aside and drawing in his cheeks. Glazzard repressed a smile, and smoked for a moment. "What I want you to do," he continued, "is this. To-morrow, by an early train, you will go down to this borough I speak of.
There was a weight upon her heart which made it a great effort even to move, to speak; but she hoped to find strength when the time came. "You are quite sure that he has gone, Denzil gone for good?" "I am perfectly sure of it. You needn't have another moment's fear." He tried to believe it. By this time, if he had kept his promise, Northway was in London.
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