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Helen will be ashamed of you for not being able to put fuel into a stove without knocking your lip. Fie, man! Poor happy Ronnie, going home to show his wife his 'cello, believed you. But the Upas tree knows! You can't deceive the Upas tree, you liar! You may as well tell Helen that you wounded your lip on a branch of her Upas tree.... "Hullo, Dick! Come in, and welcome! Sit down, old boy.
A hundred thousand pounds would be a fortune to a man like that." "There is only one way of dealing with him," Granet said fiercely. "I have tried it once. I expect I'll have to try again." Sir Alfred leaned across the table. "Don't be rash, Ronnie," he advised. "And yet, remember this. The man is a real danger, both to you and to me.
She kept up a flow of conversation, in the kind, cheerful, intelligent voice in which you talk to a child who has to be kept happy and amused. Ronnie let her go on talking in that voice, while he took his bearings. He glanced at her, furtively, once; then turned his eyes seaward again. Helen, also, was wearing a fur coat, and a pretty grey fur toque on her soft hair.
Its arms and feet of walnut wood, were carved into lions' heads and paws. Its back bore, in a medallion, the Florentine fleur-de-lis. The high padded seat was of embossed gold, on crimson leather. Ronnie placed this queer old chair in the centre of the room, facing the great mirror. Then he clicked off the electric lights, stirred the fire, and threw on a couple of fresh logs.
Then you saw the papers this morning? All sailings between here and a certain little spot we know of have been stopped without a moment's warning. I am compelled to pause in several most interesting schemes." "Nothing for me, I suppose?" Granet asked, a little nervously. Sir Alfred looked at him. "Not for the moment," he replied, "but there will be very soon. Take hold of yourself Ronnie.
"I sent for you, my lad," he said, "because I have just heard a piece of news that I thought I ought to pass on at once." "News, sir?" Ronnie echoed the word sharply. "Yes; news of your sister." The colonel gave him a keen look, then went on in a tone of reassuring kindness that both his listeners found maddeningly deliberate. "She was not, it seems, in the bungalow at the time the dam burst.
The brilliant lights of the station, combined with the yellow fog rolling in from the various entrances; the onward rush of many feet, as hundreds of busy men and eager young women poured out of suburban trains, hurrying to the scenes which called for their energy during the whole of the coming day; the gliding in and out of trains, the passing to and fro of porters, wheeling heavy luggage; the clang of milk-cans, the hoot of taxi-cabs, and, beyond it all, the distant roar of London, awaking, and finding its way about heavily, like an angry old giant in the fog all seemed to Ronnie to be but another of the queer nightmares which came to him now with exhausting frequency.
I was familiar with their appearance on the shelves-they had been before me since I first opened my eyes -their shape, size, colour, even their titles, and that was all I knew about them. A general Natural History and two little works by James Ronnie on the habits and faculties of birds was all the literature suited to my wants in the entire collection of three or four hundred volumes.
You bravely ford the rushing waters of your Abanas and your Pharpars, and then you buck-jump at the little river Jordan!" "My dear Dick, I am becoming accustomed to the extraordinary inaptness of your scriptural allusions. But this is hardly a small matter between me and Ronnie.
But indeed Helen would question it; and not only so, but she would be exceedingly upset and very much annoyed." "Then Helen would fully justify the 'If' of the greatest of all teachers. She would come under the heading of those who refuse to receive a truth, however clearly and unmistakably expressed." "Lor!" exclaimed Ronnie, in undisguised perplexity. "You have completely cornered me.
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