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He had but to say "Ruin! what do I care for ruin in that sense?" and she would have cried with delight. But he kept it back. "Sit down and wait for me. I will go and see him." One more embrace, and he left her. Mrs. Wade was talking with Northway in the dining-room, talking hurriedly and earnestly. She heard Quarrier's step and came to the door. "In here?" Denzil asked. She nodded and came out.
The youth in him was the tragedy to the old; the sudden silence of the man the danger to the secretive. Harrington was already an old man; Quarrier's own weapon had always been secrecy; but the silence of Plank confused him, for he had never learned to parry well another's use of his own weapon. The left-handed swordsman dreads to cross with a man who fights with the left hand.
In the darkness of his own room he sat down, the devil's own clutch on his shrinking nerves, a deathly desire tearing at his very vitals, and every vein a tiny trail of fire run riot. He had been too long without it, too long to endure the craving aroused by that gay draught from Quarrier's loving-cup.
"Billy Fleetwood took my paper. Can you help me out? It's due to-morrow." Plank looked at him gravely, but made no answer. "Can you?" repeated Mortimer violently. "Haven't I done enough for you? Haven't I done enough for everybody? Is anybody going to show me any consideration? Look at Quarrier's manner to me just now! And this very day I did him a service that all his millions can't repay.
A flame was soon roaring up the chimney in the little back room, and Quarrier's pipe filled the air with fragrant mist. "How is it," he exclaimed, settling in the arm-chair, "that there are so many beggars in this region? Two or three times this last week I've been assailed along the street. "Poor creatures!" sighed Lilian. "Pooh! Loafing blackguards, with scarcely an exception!
"Do you mean" Quarrier's voice was not his own, and he brought it harshly under command "do you mean that you think it necessary for me to say I knew her? What object would be attained by that? I did not take her to the Patroons'." "Nor did I. Ask her how she got there. Learn the truth from her, man!" "What proof is there that I ever met her before I took her into supper at Fleetwood's?" "Proof!
"And I will, too!" he said in his mind. "She shall suffer for it!" He turned away and walked for some twenty yards. Then once more the doubt occurred to him. He had better go to the bookseller's and make sure of Mrs. Quarrier's identity. Turning to take the opposite direction, he saw some one coming forth from the gates by which he had just stood a lady and it might be ?
He smiled urbanely over the reports of Quarrier's speeches, called his adversary "a sharp lad," and continued through all the excitement of the borough to conduct himself with this amiable fatuity. "I vow and protest," said Mr. Mumbray, in a confidential ear, "that if it weren't for the look of the thing, I would withhold my vote altogether! W.-B. is in his dotage.
Better to inquire for Quarrier's house, and have a look at it." He did so, and it may be mentioned on his way passed the doors of the church in which at that moment Glazzard was being married. At about half-past ten he was in sight of the high wall surrounding Quarrier's garden; he approached the gate, and cautiously took a view of what was within, then walked to a little distance.
Consider the matter wisely, dispassionately, intelligently, dear; then if by April you simply can't stand it talk the thing over with me again," she ended rather vaguely and wistfully; for it had been her heart's desire to wed Sylvia's beauty and Quarrier's fortune, and the suitability of the one for the other was apparent enough to make even sterner moralists wobbly in their creed.
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