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He was powerless to help, and the long drawn-out misery weighed upon him unendurably. He infinitely preferred smoking a silent pipe in Ralston's company or messing about with him in his little surgery as he was sometimes permitted to do.
'Seven, Paul answered brightly. But a new confusion fell upon him. Not a muscle of Ralston's swarthy clear-cut face or the full-bearded lips moved, but there was a dancing little demon of not more than half-malicious humour in his eyes. 'Seven, Paul repeated. 'You'll excuse me now? You won't think my haste unfriendly?
Ralston's company she attended some of the social gatherings of the station, but she took no keen pleasure in them. She disliked Lady Harriet, she distrusted Mrs. Burton, and more often than not she remained away. The coming Christmas festivities did not attract her. She held aloof till Tommy who was in the thick of everything suddenly and vehemently demanded her presence.
What's new?" "Nothing much since the bottom dropped out of Comstock." Instinctively Benito's hand went out toward a chair. He sank into it weakly. So that was the explanation of Ralston's swift departure. He felt the men's eyes upon him as he walked unsteadily to the files and scanned them. Ophir stock had dropped 50 per cent. Gould and Curry was even lower.
An impostor! not the real man? The idea was amazing and Mr. Portlethorpe found it amazing, too, and he seconded my exclamation with another, and emphasized it with an incredulous laugh. "My dear madam!" he said deprecatingly. "Really! That's impossible!" But Mr. Lindsey, calmer than ever, nodded his head confidently. "I'm absolutely of Mrs. Ralston's opinion," he declared.
What does it all amount to!" Mr. Portlethorpe, whose face had become very dismal at the sight of Mrs. Ralston, turned, as if seeking help, to Mr. Lindsey. He was obviously taken aback by Mrs. Ralston's questions, and a little afraid of her; but Mr. Lindsey was never afraid of anybody, and he at once turned on his visitor. "Before we answer your questions, Mrs.
Only giddy stupid!" She fought desperately for self-command. "I shall be all right in a minute." She heard the voices of men below her, but she could not open her eyes to look. Tommy supported her strongly, and in a few seconds she was aware of someone on her other side, of a steady capable hand grasping her wrist. "Drink this!" said Ralston's voice. "It'll help you."
"They've barred me from the meeting," he replied and hurried on. Several hours later newsboys ran through San Francisco's streets: "EXTRA! EXTRA!" they screamed, "ALL ABOUT RALSTON'S SUICIDE." About the Bank of California was a surging press of men and women. The doors of that great financial institution were closed, blinds drawn, as on the previous day.
So it was Bernard who carried her to her room, and eventually put her to bed under Major Ralston's directions. The latter's face was very grave over the whole proceeding and he presently fetched something in a medicine-glass and gave it to Bernard to administer. Tessa tried to refuse it, but her opposition broke down before Bernard's very gentle insistence.
"Don't blame the newspaper fellahs.... They've raison to be suspicious, Hiven knows.... Ralston's a prince. We all love the man. It's not that.
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