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It was hopeless for Jill to try to tell herself that the tender gleam behind the glass was not the love-light in Otis Pilkington's eyes. The truth was too obvious. "Good evening, Miss Mariner," said Mr Pilkington, his voice sounding muffled and far away through the scarf. "Are you going up-town?" "No, down-town," said Jill quickly. "So am I," said Mr Pilkington. Jill felt annoyed, but helpless.
Pilkington's nose had started with a distinctly Semitic intention, frustrated by the Anglo-Saxon in him, its downward course being docked to the proportion of a snub. Nobody knew better than Mr. Pilkington that it was that snub that saved him. He was proud of it as a proof of his descent from the dominant race.
The wedding was now indefinitely postponed till such time as Keith could have succeeded in winding up his father's affairs. They proved rather less involved than he had expected. Isaac had escaped dying insolvent. Though a heavy mortgage delivered Rickman's in the Strand into Pilkington's possession, the City house was not only sound, as Isaac had said, but in a fairly flourishing condition.
You may not go to Pilkington's in knickerbockers made by your mother, make she ever so artfully. They must be real knickerbockers. It is his stern rule. Hence the fearful fascination of Pilkington's. He may be conceived as one who, baiting his hook with real knickerbockers, fishes all day in the Gardens, which are to him but a pool swarming with small fry. Abhorred shade!
Barring the fact that sale by private contract was irregular and unsatisfactory, he completely exonerated Mr. Pilkington from all blame in the matter. His valuation had evidently been made in all good faith, if in some ignorance. But the young man, who by Pilkington's account had been acting all along as his father's agent, must have been perfectly aware of the nature of the bargain he had made.
"I gave him a check for ten thousand dollars!" "Of all the fools!" said Mr Goble with a sharp laugh. He caught Wally's eye and subsided once more. Mr Pilkington's fingers strayed agitatedly to his spectacles. "I may have been a fool," he cried shrilly, "though I was perfectly willing to risk the money, had it been applied to the object for which I gave it.
On attaining the age of eight, or thereabout, children fly away from the Gardens, and never come back. When next you meet them they are ladies and gentlemen holding up their umbrellas to hail a hansom. Where the girls go to I know not, to some private place, I suppose, to put up their hair, but the boys have gone to Pilkington's. He is a man with a cane.
Outside, the sound of the pebbles, crunched under Pilkington's footsteps, became a concert of shrieks. Rickman did not offer to go as Mr. Pilkington advanced; for, Heaven knew how, in some obscure and subtle way she had managed to convey to him that his presence was a protection. Mr. Pilkington entered the room with the air of a man completely assured as to his reception.
"Something over fifty and Aggie Pilkington's about the same, although she won't admit it." She kissed me again at that, and after looking at her wrist watch she jumped to her feet. "Heavens!" she said. "It's four o'clock and my engine has been running all this time!"
Pilkington's bill of sale was, he grieved to say, inclusive of everything, from the Harden library and the great gallery of portraits, to the glass and china in the pantry, and the blankets on the beds. "Not even," he had said, "that little paper weight that you have in your hand, Miss Harden." And Lucia had examined the paper weight as if she saw it for the first time; she put it down and smiled.
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