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He appeared to accept this explanation and even had the air so at least I inferred from his asking me no questions of judging the matter might be delicate for myself. The poor youth was altogether much mystified, and I smiled at the image in his mind of Mrs. Pallant fleeing from his uncle's importunities.
'Because there's something coming up in the House about foot-and-mouth, and because he wrote me a letter after that little affair when he fined you. 'Took ten days to think it over. Here you are, said Pallant. 'House of Commons paper, you see.
Woodhouse says he'll run us down after lunch. He wants to see Huckley too. Pallant could not accompany us, but Bat took his place. 'It's odd, said Bat, 'that none of us except Ollyett has ever set eyes on Huckley since that time. That's what I always tell My people. Local colour is all right after you've got your idea.
Her narrative rambled and took a wrong turn, a false flight, or two, as I thought Linda noted, while she sat watching the passers, in a manner that betrayed no consciousness of their attention, without coming to her mother's aid. Once or twice Mrs. Pallant made me rather feel a cross-questioner, which I had had no intention of being.
I can put myself in her place I'm not narrow-minded. I know perfectly well how she must regard such a question." "And don't you know," I returned, "that in America that's not thought important the way the mother regards it?" Mrs. Pallant had a pause as if I mystified or vexed her. "Well, we're not in America. We happen to be here." "No; my poor sister's up to her neck in New York."
But perhaps you saw our photo? I said proudly. 'Yes, Bat replied. 'I've been to Niagara, too. And how's Huckley taking it? 'They don't quite understand, of course, said Ollyett. 'But it's bringing pots of money into the place. Ever since the motor-bus excursions were started 'I didn't know they had been, said Pallant.
'I wonder if I can get it through our Whip's thick head that it's a chance.... That comes of stuffing the Bench with radical tinkers, he muttered. 'Oh, sit down! said Woodhouse. 'Where's your lawyer to be found now? he jerked out. 'At the Trefoil, said Bat promptly. 'I gave him the stage-box for to-night. He's an artist too. 'Then I'm going to see him, said Pallant.
Pallant related to me what she had been "up to," as I called it, for so many years, the former knowledge attached a hundred interpretative footnotes as if I had been editing an author who presented difficulties to the interesting page.
'Not counting the Provinces. His face brightened a little. 'Look here! said Pallant over the paper. 'I don't suppose you or those asinine J.P.'s knew it but your lawyer ought to have known that you've all put your foot in it most confoundedly over this assault case. 'What's the matter? said Woodhouse. 'It's ludicrous. It's insane. There isn't two penn'orth of legality in the whole thing.
Pallant wants us to come to the House to-night. He's got us places for the Strangers' Gallery. I'm beginning to like Pallant. 'Masquerier seems to like you, I said. 'Yes, but I'm afraid of him, Ollyett answered with perfect sincerity. 'I am. He's the Absolutely Amoral Soul. I've never met one yet. We went to the House together.
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