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Gregory had his own way of seeing things that was very dear to him so dear that he would shut his eyes sooner than see them any other way. And since things to him were not the same as things to Mr. Paramor, it cannot, after all, be said that he did not see things as they were.
There must be evidence of misconduct, and in this case of cruelty or of desertion. The evidence must be impartial. This is the law." Gregory said without looking up: "But why?" Mr. Paramor took his violets out of the water, and put them to his nose. "How do you mean why?" "I mean, why this underhand, roundabout way?" Mr.
Paramor threw himself back in his chair, and his hand covered what he had written on his blotting-paper. "Yes," he said slowly "oh yes, yes!" But Mrs. Pendyce had had her answer. She had meant to speak of her visit to Helen Bellew, but now her thought was: 'He won't persuade them; I feel it. Let me get away!
"This Indenture made the day of 190-, between Richard Paramor Shelton " He put it down and sank back in his chair, the chair in which the foreign vagrant had been wont to sit on mornings when he came to preach philosophy.
And, as though she had sinned, wronged the gentle essence of her nature, she hurried away. Gregory Vigil called Mr. Paramor a pessimist it was because, like other people, he did not know the meaning of, the term; for with a confusion common to the minds of many persons who have been conceived in misty moments, he thought that, to see things as they were, meant, to try and make them worse.
He was shown into a room bare of all legal accessories, except a series of Law Reports and a bunch of violets in a glass of fresh water. Edmund Paramor, the senior partner of Paramor and Herring, a clean-shaven man of sixty, with iron-grey hair brushed in a cockscomb off his forehead, greeted him with a smile. "Ah, Vigil, how are you? Up from the country?" "From Worsted Skeynes."
I don't even object to the woman herself; she may be too good for Bellew; she must be too good for a fellow like that! But for George to marry her would be ruination. Look at Lady Rose's case! Anyone but a star-gazing fellow like Vigil must see that! It's taboo! It's sheer taboo! And think think of my my grandson! No, no, Paramor; no, no, by God!" The Squire covered his eyes with his hand. Mr.
"We are all in the hands of God! we are all in the hands of God!" Instead of them he could think of nothing but the old saying Mr. Paramor had used in the Squire's dining-room, "There is moderation in all things," and this with cruel irony kept humming in his ears. "Moderation in all things moderation in all things!" and his wife lying there his doing, and.... There was a sound.
Paramor paused a full minute with his head resting on his hand. "I am sorry," he said at last, "I must trust to my own judgment." The Squire looked up. "If the worst comes to the worst, can I cut the entail, Paramor?" "No." "What? But that's all wrong that's " "You can't have it both ways," said Mr. Paramor.
This serves me right for deserting the old house. What on earth made me send George to Eton?" Mr. Paramor buried his nose in the vase. In this saying of his old schoolfellow was the whole of the Squire's creed: 'I believe in my father, and his father, and his father's father, the makers and keepers of my estate; and I believe in myself and my son and my son's son.
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