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George the amount of money he had paid out for his son, Temple had politely sent Gorsuch, in charge of Todd, downstairs to Pawson, who in turn, after listening to Todd's whispered message, had with equal politeness shown Gorsuch the door, the colonel's signed check the amount unfilled still in Gorsuch's pocket.
Temple before I went to sea, three years ago. I am just home I left the ship an hour ago. I'll sit down if you don't mind I've still got my sea-legs on and am a little wobbly." Pawson twisted his thin body and bent his neck, his eyes glued to the speaker's face. There was not a trace of young Harry in the features.
He left his chair and touched Pawson on the shoulder. "Does this mean, Mr. Pawson this money being locked up in the bank vaults and not coming out for months and may be never does it mean that Mr. Temple well, that Uncle George won't have enough money to live on?" There was an anxious, vibrant tone in Harry's voice that aroused St.
Pawson," he said in his old outspoken, hearty way "for your frankness, and I must also apologize for my apparent rudeness when I first entered your door; but, as I told you, I was so astounded and angry at what I saw that I hardly knew what I was doing. And now one thing more before I take my leave: if Mr.
Nor had his own financial situation begun as yet to trouble him. Todd and Pawson, however, had long since become nervous. More than once had they put their heads together for some plan by which sufficient money could be raised for current expenses.
Beneath her black curls Mrs. Ingham-Baker's beady eyes were very much on the alert. "In the library, James," said Mrs. Harrington and the two jet ornaments bending over the silken needlework gave a little throb of disappointment. "Mr. Pawson," announced the lady of the house, "is the legal light who casts a shadow of obscurity over my affairs." And with that she left the room.
That this rarest of gentlemen, of all men in the world, should be made the victim of a group of schemers who had really tricked him of almost all that was left of his patrimony, and he a member of his own profession, was to Pawson one of the great sorrows of his life. That he himself had unwittingly helped in its culmination made it all the keener.
As soon as the door was closed Mrs. Ingham-Baker was on her feet. She crossed the room to where her hostess's key-basket and other belongings stood upon a table near the window. She stood looking eagerly at these without touching them. She even stooped down to examine the address of an envelope. "Mr. Pawson!" she said, in a breathless whisper. "Mr. Pawson what does that mean?
I'm all right I got in yesterday and have been looking for you everywhere. Pawson told me you were at Wesley. I found Todd a few minutes ago by the merest accident, and he brought me here. No, you must lie down let me help rest yourself on me so." He was as tender with him as if he had been his own mother. The sick man shook himself free he was stronger than Harry thought.
Here are the stables; I had them put as far from the house as possible, and yet get-at-able. Most men like to stroll about them. I hope you'll like them. Mr. Pawson, the trainer, designed them." Stafford nodded with warm approval.
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