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It flew up and down the hills of Hertfordshire and Buckinghamshire and out on to the flat country round Peterborough and Grantham, a country of silver green and emerald green grass and purple fallow land and bright red houses; and so on to the great plain of York, and past Reyburn up towards the bare hill country netted with grey stone walls.
One was from a big corporation, and another bore a name widely spoken of in the circles of the world of finance, Jimmie in close council with Jane Carson, had decided that it must be from that person who called up twice on the 'phone and swore such terrible oaths when he found that Reyburn was away. Jimmie hovered nervously about, putting things to rights, while Reyburn read his mail.
Street meetings were inaugurated in that city the next summer and the speakers were received with amazing cordiality. Mrs. Price was re-elected president at the convention which opened in the Mayor's reception room, City Hall, Philadelphia, Nov. 23, 1911, Mayor John E. Reyburn granting this courtesy.
"It might be quite possible for him to have done that under influence or delirium, or when he was too sick to realize." "Oh, do you think so?" Betty caught at the hope. "It seems so awful to go against papa's last request." "There is nothing awful but the idea of your being tied to that beast!" said Reyburn with unexpected fervor. Betty looked at him gratefully and went on: "I was simply appalled.
Once John impressed Reyburn into his service in the matter: they were so thoroughly intimate, so like brothers of one family, that he appealed to him without a second thought. What Reyburn meant by urging her to fix the day for her wedding with John, Lilian might have marveled had he not kept his eyes on the floor while he spoke the few curt sentences, and held her hand with the grip of death.
And as she saw the transparent skin, the vivid flush, the restless air saw the way Reyburn had, as he walked with her, as he bent to her, as he folded her shawl about her the way he had of absorbing her, a hasty remembrance of the night when he stooped over Lilian's hand came to her, and she remembered also how she herself had hated him.
Bi blanched, but did not budge. Whatever happened he was in with both crowds. Reyburn continued: "I carry papers in my pocket which give authority to arrest him. If the sheriff is present will he please take charge of him. His name is Herbert Hutton, and he is charged with trying to make this lady marry him under false pretenses in order to get control of her property.
"I will find out what she is made of," thought Reyburn. "Are you made of clay?" he said boldly. "He shall find that there is fire in my clay," said Helen to herself as she appeared not to heed his look or his words. And there it began. And swift and sudden it went on to the end.
It gave Reyburn a queer sensation, as if a picture one had been looking at in a story book should suddenly become alive and move and stare at one. As he rose and came forward he still seemed to see like a dissolving view between them the little huddled bride on the floor of the church. Then he suddenly realized that she was trembling. "Please don't be afraid of me, Miss Stanhope," he said gently.
It was a sort of happiness to lie there, holding her, hiding her from the dreadful funeral dawn. Five o'clock. The funeral would last till three, going along the road to Reyburn Station, going in the train from Reyburn to Durlingham, from Durlingham to King's Cross. She wondered whether Dan and Roddy would keep on feeling the funeral all the time. The train was part of it. Not the worst part.
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