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Her face was bloodless and wrung with anguish. The widow again looked at her, then said: "I will go in again. If you wish to see me, I shall be there." And at once she turned away. Northway came forward, a strange light in his eyes. "I'm the last person you thought of seeing, no doubt. But we must have a talk. I'm sorry that happened before some one else." "Come with me out of the road.
"So, here you are," he said, holding his hand to Northway, who smiled doubtfully, and peered at him with sleepy eyes. "I have a room at the station hotel come along." They were presently at their ease in a sitting-room, with a hot supper on the table. Northway ate heartily; his entertainer with less gusto, though he looked in excellent spirits, and talked much of the impending elections.
Quite a spring day, isn't it?" Her tone was melancholy, tempered with the consideration of a hostess. Northway seated himself much as if he were in church. He tried to examine Mrs. Wade's face, but could not meet her look.
If I could be of any assistance to you I would put it to you frankly, Mr. Northway: is it worth while sacrificing very solid possibilities to your your affection for a woman who has deserted you?" He shuffled on the chair, clicked with his tongue, and looked about him undecidedly. "I am not to be bribed to act against my conscience," he said at length. Mrs. Wade heard this with pleasure.
If I am not mistaken, you have it in you to become a leader in your way, and some day you'll remember my words." Northway opened his eyes very wide, and with a look of gratification. "You think I'm cut out for that kind of thing?" "Judging from what I have heard of your talk. But not in England, you understand. Try one of the new countries, where the popular cause goes ahead more boldly.
"Nothing you can object to. In fact, it's an affair that concerns you more than any one else. I believe you can't find any trace of your wife?" Northway turned his head, and peered at his neighbour with narrow eyes. "It's about her, is it?" "Yes, about her." Strangely enough, Glazzard could not feel as if this conversation greatly interested him.
"I saw Northway yesterday," Mrs. Wade began. The listener's face expressed annoyance. "Need we speak of him?" he said, briefly. "I am obliged to. He told me something which I had long suspected something you certainly must learn." "Is it a fresh attack on my pocket?" asked Denzil, with resignation. "No, but something that will grieve you far more.
He had promised Lilian to do his best, and his own desire pointed to the same end. Swallowing his gall, he spoke quietly. "Mr. Northway, we can't talk as if we were friends; but I must remember that you have never intentionally done me any wrong that it is I who am immediately to blame for this state of things. I hope you will talk it over with me"
Northway could gain nothing by betrayal of the secret which he believed to be no secret at all. With show of indifference, he accepted what was obtainable. "Then come and drive with me into the town," said Denzil. Thereupon he stepped out and entered the sitting-room, where the two women were together. They looked eager inquiry, and he smiled. "Managed, I think. He goes with me.
With such a woman for companion, he might have done great things; robbed for ever of her beloved presence, he felt lame, purposeless, indifferent to all but the irrecoverable past. In a day or two he was to leave Polterham. Whether Northway would be satisfied with the result of his machinations remained to be seen; as yet nothing more had been heard of him.
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