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"I don' know what you're talking about!" said Dick helplessly. "Do tell me what you mean to do." "Well then, your head's clear enough to understand this much, I hope," said Paradine a little impatiently, "that, if I did my duty and exposed you, you wouldn't be able to keep up the farce for a single hour, in spite of all your personal advantages you know that, don't you?"
It'sh drunk; it'sh a dishgraceful sight for children! But they wouldn't take it away; sho I had to take it away. But you can't take away a whole tipshy-cake!" "I am quite sure you did your best," murmured Paradine. "Been having such gamesh upstairs!" said Dick, with another giggle. "That lil' Dolly Merridew's jolly girl. Not sho nice as Dulcie, though.
He could not afford to make enemies just then, and objectionable as the man was, his astuteness made him a valuable ally; he determined, without considering the risk of making such a confident, to tell him all and ask his advice and help. "Don't you know me, Paradine?"
I'll trust to your honour. What shall I do?" "Do? Get away from this, he'll be coming in here very soon to see me. Run away and play with the children or hide in the china closet anything but stay here." "I I must be here while you are managing him," objected Paul. "Nonsense!" said Paradine angrily. "I tell you it will spoil all, unless you who's that? it's his step too late now dash it all!
Marmaduke started back with an oath: "It's a trick," he said savagely; "you want to get rid of me." "I certainly intend to," said Paul. "Are you satisfied? Do you want proofs shall I give them I did just now in the billiard-room?" Paradine went to Dick and shook him angrily: "You young idiot!" he said, in a furious aside, "why didn't you tell me?
These were made of gay-colored materials, and covered with ribbons, except that of the "Black Prince of Paradine," which was black, as became his title. The boys also showed him the book from which they learned their parts, and which was to be bought for one penny at the post-office shop.
Will you have the story of your career in my old friend Parkinson's counting-house, or the real reason of your trip to New York, or what it was that made your father add that codicil, cutting you off with a set of engravings of the 'Rake's Progress, and a guinea to pay for framing them? I can tell you all about it, if you care to hear." "No!" shrieked Paradine, "I won't listen.
Then how on earth I should like to know how you managed all that. What have you been doing to the poor gentleman?" "That'sh my affair," said Dick. "An' if I don' tell you you won' find that out anyway!" "There's only one way you could have done it," said Paradine, pretending to hesitate. "It must have been done by some meddling with magic.
His tale, wild and improbable as it was, was too consistent and elaborate for any schoolboy to have invented, and, besides, the imposture would have been so entirely purposeless. When his brother-in-law had come to the end of his sad history, Paradine was silent for some time.
"It's a dazzling proposition," remarked Paradine drily. "You have such an alluring way of putting things. But the fact, is, you'll hardly believe it, but I'm remarkably well off here. I am indeed. I doubt, I do assure you, whether you yourself would have received me with quite the same warmth and hospitality I have met with from him." "So do I," said Paul; "very much."
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