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Oh, I don't mean that that conscience of yours will be sorry. That'll approve, no doubt, being the extremely conventionalized thing it is. But you yourself, you'll be sorry, or I'm much mistaken in the Radbolts." "It isn't a question of the Radbolts," she insisted, laughing. "Oh yes, it is, and you'll come to feel it so." Beaumaroy was equally obstinate. Mary rose.
In spite of their opinion of him, the Radbolts came to believe perhaps half of what he said; he was old and without other ties; their thirst for his money was greedy. Undoubtedly the Radbolts would dearly have loved to get hold of him and somehow hold him fast.
And, upon my word, why shouldn't I? He'd have been much gratified by my going to Morocco; and he'd certainly much sooner that I had the money if it couldn't go to Morocco than that the Radbolts should get it. That was the way the question presented itself to me; and I'm a poor man, with no obvious career before me. The right of conquest appealed to me strongly, Doctor Mary."
But he wrapped it all in deep secrecy, for, as the conviction of his true identity grew complete, his fears were multiplied. Radbolts indeed! The whole of Christendom Principalities and Powers were on his track. They would shut him up, kill him perhaps! Cunningly he hid his secret save what could not be entirely hidden, the physical deformity.
I shall communicate with the Radbolts fully; they'll take charge of the funeral, I suppose. Well, he won't know anything about that now, thank God!" There was the slightest tremor in his voice as he spoke. Mary did not take the candle. "I've said some hard things to you, Mr. Beaumaroy. I dare say I've sounded very self-righteous."
She smiled again as she added, "You can manage it all, I know, if you like. I've unlimited confidence in your ingenuity quite unlimited." "But none at all in my honesty?" "You've got an honesty; but I don't call it a really honest honesty." "All this leads up to the Radbolts!" declared Beaumaroy with & gesture of disgust. "It does.
Looking at him again, Mary saw a whimsical tenderness expressed in his eyes and smile. "The poor chap was so overwhelmingly grateful. He thought me the one indubitably faithful adherent that he had. And so I was too though not in the way he thought. And he trusted me absolutely. Well, was I to give him up to the law, and the Radbolts, and the jailers of an asylum a man who trusted me like that?"
I didn't at all know at first what a tidy lot he had. He hated the Radbolts; even after he ceased to know them as cousins, he remained very conscious of them always; they were enemies, spies, secret service people on his track poor old boy! Well, why should they have him and his money? I didn't see it. I don't see it to this day." Mary was in Mr. Saffron's armchair.
When he came to Tower Cottage it was in the first year of the war he was precariously sane; it was only gradually that his fundamental and constitutional vices and foibles turned to a morbid growth. First came intensified hatred and suspicion of the Radbolts they were after him and his money!
I want your word of honor given to a friend that all that money all of it goes to the Radbolts, if it legally belongs to them. I want that in exchange for the certificate." "A hard bargain! It isn't so much that I want the money though I must remark that in my judgment I have a strong claim to it; I would say a moral claim but for my deference to your views, Doctor Mary. But it isn't mainly that.
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