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"Excuse me," I said, "if I have unintentionally made you angry. I ought to have known that I was treading on delicate ground. Your interest in Penrose may be due to a warmer motive than a sense of obligation." She turned away from me sadly, not angrily intending, as it appeared, to leave the room in silence. Arrived at the door, she altered her mind, and came back.
Sachiko and Penrose, poking into it, found the switches still on; the machine had only ceased to function when the power-source, whatever that had been, had failed. The middle basement had also been used, at least toward the end, for storage; it was cut in half by a partition pierced by but one door.
Something had unquestionably happened, which his friend shrank from communicating to him. He sat down again at his desk and tried to read. The time passed and he was still left alone. When the door was at last opened it was only Stella who entered the room. "Have you seen Penrose?" he asked. The estrangement between them had been steadily widening of late.
With your wonderful insight into human nature, I am sure you will sympathize with and forgive me. Mr. Penrose, as my daughter tells me, behaved in the most gentleman-like manner. I make the same appeal to your kind forbearance. The bare prospect of our dear friend here becoming a Catholic " Romayne's temper gave way once more.
"Our luggage? How about that?" inquired Mr. Stott. "It will follow." Wallie opened the stage-coach door as a further hint. "I want to get some snap-shots of the town," said Mr. Penrose, who had his camera and a pair of field-glasses slung over his shoulder. "What an experience this will be to write home!" gushed Miss Gaskett. "Let's stop at the office and mail post-cards."
If so be as he wasn't drowned at sea, he'd make a grave for himself!" Mr. Penrose paused, sipped port wine, and resumed. "And so, no doubt, he did, building the Tower for that purpose. By bribes and threats he got two men to work for him. One was the uncle of my informant.
He had been craving for the society of his own kind; yet now he had got it it did not seem such a very great thing after all; for Lalage Penrose had come into his life, and the thought of her was uppermost in his mind.
"You have spoken, Father, of a great trust that is about to be placed in me." "Yes. You are anxious, no doubt, to hear what it is?" "I am anxious to know, in the first place, if it requires me to go back to Oxford." Father Benwell dropped his young friend's hand. "Do you dislike Oxford?" he asked, observing Penrose attentively. "Bear with me, Father, if I speak too confidently.
Tell me do you feel nearer to an understanding of the Faith to which I have tried to convert you?" There was a pause. "Say that I do feel nearer," Romayne resumed "say that some of my objections are removed are you really as eager as ever to make a Catholic of me, now that I am a married man?" "I am even more eager," Penrose answered.
She must be talking about the spidery metal stairs. "I'd say they were safe," Penrose answered. "The trouble we've had with doors around here shows that the metal hasn't deteriorated." In the end, the Japanese girl led the way, more catlike than ever in her caution. The stairs were quite sound, in spite of their fragile appearance, and they all followed her.
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