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His real purpose in coming was to discover, if possible, whether Quarrier's position was still unassailed. He had a vague sense that this Mrs. Wade, on whatever grounds, was sympathetically disposed to him; by strengthening the acquaintance, he might somehow benefit himself. "First, I should like to know if all has gone smoothly since I went away?" "Smoothly? Quite, I think."
Agatha Caithness was there a great deal, looking like a saint in her subdued plumage; and very devout, dodging nothing neither confession nor Quarrier's occasionally lifted eyes, though their gaze, meeting, seemed lost in dreamy devotion or drowned in the contemplation of the spiritual and remote. Plank came docilely from his Dutch Reformed church to sit beside Leila.
These relatives of Denzil's, henceforth her own, were people such as she had not dared to picture them so unaffected, genial, easy to talk with; nor did she suffer from a necessity of uttering direct falsehoods; conversation dealt with the present and the future partly, no doubt, owing to Quarrier's initiative. Mr.
But his new lodgings and his new friends were expensive; and Plank, he supposed, was off somewhere fishing; so he hung on as long as it was possible; then, exasperated by necessity, started for Quarrier's office, only to miss him by a few seconds because he was fool enough to waste his temper and his opportunity in making an enemy out of a friend! "Oh," he groaned, "what an ass I am!"
And most of all he amused himself with figuring out the exact degree of his wife's astonishment and chagrin when, without consulting her, he achieved the triumph of Quarrier's elimination and the theatrical entry of Beverly Plank upon the stage.
He remembered that before the close of this day Quarrier's secret would be universally known, and when that had come to pass, he would have no hold upon either the man or the woman. They would simply turn their backs upon him, and go beyond his reach. He laid his hand upon her, and the touch, the look in his eyes, drove Lilian to the last refuge. "You must go with me, then, to Mr.
The faint trace of surprise faded from Quarrier's face; he quietly retraced his steps, and, entering Siward's room, stood silently confronting its pallid tenant. "Will you sit down a moment?" Quarrier seated himself in the arm-chair by the window, and Siward found a chair opposite. "Quarrier," said the younger man, turning a tensely miserable face on his visitor, "I want to ask you something.
Quarrier's eyes narrowed. "Oh! And who have you been discussing the matter with?" "Mr. Plank," she said simply. "I asked him. He shook his head, and said I'd better ask you. And I do ask you." For a moment he stood mute; then his lips began to shrink back over his beautiful teeth in one of his rare laughs.
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