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You are a son of history; you had a duel with him, and beat him; you have always beaten him, even here where he has been supreme as governor from first to last, you have beaten him." "I hope I shall be even with him at the last at the very last," was Dyck Calhoun's reply. "We were made to be foes. We were from the first. I felt it when I saw him at Playmore. Nothing has changed since then.
To my surprise and delight, Benjamin quietly made his appearance one morning in our pretty French drawing-room. Playmore, when he and I had the room to ourselves. Later in the day I contrived that we should be left together, and I soon found that my anticipations had not misled me. Benjamin had set out for Paris, at Mr.
"Well, then, take the advice of an officer of the French army resident now in Dublin," continued Boyne, laughing, "who has the honour of being received as the friend of Mr. Dyck Calhoun of Playmore! Take your hand in the game that's going on! For a man as young as you, with brains and ambition, there's no height he mightn't reach in this country.
By way of explaining his strange request, Mr. Playmore reverted to the notes which Benjamin had taken at Miserrimus Dexter's house, and informed him of the serious importance of "the gibberish" which he had reported under protest.
If there is more news to tell you by that time you will hear of it from Mr. Playmore." Mr. Playmore's postscript followed, dated three days later. "The concluding part of the late Mrs. Macallan's letter to her husband," the lawyer wrote, "has proved accidentally to be the first part which we have succeeded in piecing together.
Eustace the distress which he must certainly feel, if he read his first wife's confession. I listened attentively. Benjamin had touched on a trouble which was still secretly preying on my mind. "How does Mr. Playmore propose to meet the difficulty?" I asked. "He can only meet it in one way," Benjamin replied.
"There's something left from Playmore there's ninety pounds, and it's in my pocket. It was got from the sale of your sporting-kit. There was the boat upon the lake, the gun, and all kinds of riffraff stuff not sold with Playmore." Dyck nodded and smiled. "Good Michael!" Then he drew himself up stiffly, and blew in and out his breath as if with the joy of living.
Playmore had really wronged him in believing that his was the guilt which had compassed the first Mrs. Eustace's death. I felt this: I knew him to be cruel; I believed him to be false. And yet I pitied him! Is there a common fund of wickedness in us all? Is the suppression or the development of that wickedness a mere question of training and temptation? It is not for me to decide.
"Has anything been found at Gleninch?" I asked. "No," said Benjamin. "I have only been trying experiments with a letter of my own, before I wrote to Mr. Playmore." "Oh, you have torn up the letter yourself, then?" "Yes. And, to make it all the more difficult to put them together again, I shook up the pieces in a basket. It's a childish thing to do, my dear, at my age "
He pointed across the valley. "Do you see that smoke coming up from the plantation over there?" "Yes, I know," she answered. "I know. That's Playmore, your father's place. Loyland Towers is between here and there. Which way were you going there?" "Round to the left," he said, puzzled, but agreeable. "Then we must say good-bye, because I go to the right. That's my nearest way."
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