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At any rate Quain was found, with all the ills of life, from A to I; and Lawford turned back to his bondage with the book under his arm. The Sabbath, pale with September sunshine, and monotonous with chiming bells, had passed languidly away.
"No Englishman incapable of living up to a disguise has ever tried it more than once in India; few, very few, have lived to tell of the experiment." "You're connected with the police?" Amber's brows contracted as he remembered Rutton's emphatic prohibition. But Quain had not failed to mention that. "Officially, no," said Labertouche readily.
'If he doesn't come well, he doesn't come, she thought of her husband, as she smiled interrogatively at Arthur Twemlow, holding a lump of sugar aloft in the tongs. 'The Reverend Simon Quain asked who you were, at dinner to-day, said Harry. During the absence of Leonora and her guest, Harry had evidently acquired information concerning Arthur. 'Oh, Mr.
Moreover, he had to remind himself in all fairness, the blame was, in part at least, his own; for he had thoughtlessly worded his telegram, "Will be with you to-morrow afternoon"; and it was wholly like Quain that he should have accepted the statement at its face value, regardless of the date line. "I can leave my things here for a little while, I presume?" Amber suggested after a pause.
In the course of time this occupation defeated its purpose; the very monotony of it sent his thoughts winging back to Quain; he worried more than ever for his friend, reproaching himself unmercifully for that he had suffered him to go alone or at all. Quain had a wife and children; that thought proved insupportable.... Had he missed the catboat altogether?
No one must even suspect that you know me Farrell least of all." "Sophia knows that now," said Amber. "Quain and I spoke of you one night, but the name made no impression on her. I'm sure of that." "That is good; Farrell has been true. Now ... you will go to India?" "I will go," Amber promised. "You will be kind to her, and true, David? You'll love her faithfully and make her love you?"
He was "picked up," we are told, at some neighbouring races. Sudbury and Stowmarket are not far off. Some years ago, the late Lady Quain was staying at Ipswich and took so deep an interest in the "Great White Horse" and its traditions that she had it with all its apartments photographed on a large scale, forming a regular series.
Forster's belief in him was as that in a fetish. The faithful Quain was with his friend to the last moment. Poor Forster was being gradually overpowered by the rising bronchial humours with which, as he grew weaker, he could not struggle with or baffle.
As to discussion in Parliament, I suppose I cannot altogether help myself; but it will be a business unwillingly gone into, and not at all unless there seems some chance of being of use. And the Journal: April 3rd. Dinner at Longman's. Froude, Trevelyan, Walpoles, Quain. This was the last of the pleasant literary dinners which Longman used to give. 4th. Great sale of the Novar collection.
He was thoroughly sincere and genuine, and ready to support his words by deeds. His humour was racy. As when the Prince of Wales was sympathising with him on a false report of his death, adding, good naturedly, "I really was afraid, Dr. Quain, that we had lost you, and was thinking of sending a wreath." "Well, Sir," said the medico, "recollect that you are now committed to the wreath."
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