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"The fascinating widow seems to be throwing herself away," continued the other. "What makes you say that?" he asked. "Vivie Patton told me," said she. "She's an old flame of Stanley Ryder's, you know; and so I imagine it came directly from him." Montague was dumb; he could think of nothing to say. "It's too bad," said Mrs. Billy. "She is really a charming creature.
Not but what can be counteracted, if Felix, you cannot guess how much easier it makes it to me to go, that Edgar will not be left in Ryder's hands. As to the younger ones, such things do not come down to the lower forms. And they will be eligible for clergy orphans. Audley spoke of a choristership for Clement in the clergy- house at Whittingtonia.
"Truly, I must go! It is so late " Ryder's heart was pounding within him.
Yarra, who had stolen near to Ryder's body, crouched upon the rock, staring intently at the face of his friend. Presently Jim noticed that Lucy was lying inert, and he lifted her to the pool and bathed her forehead with the cool water. Yarra brought a pannikin and a bottle containing brandy from the cave, and Jim poured a little of the spirit between the girl's lips.
On the contrary, the very unusualness of anyone thus dictating to him would make him more than ever desirous of making her acquaintance. So Shirley mailed the letter and awaited with confidence for Ryder's reply. So certain was she that one would come that she at once began to form her plan of action.
"You see!" he said. "So it goes." Montague had taken a couple of days to think over Lucy's last request. It was a difficult commission; but he made up his mind at last that he would make the attempt. He went up to Ryder's home and presented his card. "Mr. Ryder is very much occupied, sir " began the butler, apologetically. "This is important," said Montague. "Take him the card, please."
Of late they had been unlucky, and the affair of the contraband arms, which had ended in failure of cataclysmic proportions, yet rankled in Ryder's memory, but he had no one else to whom he could intrust the present proposition and he still believed Hardenberg to be the best boss on his list.
And then the sense that it wasn't quite decent, somehow, to be offering tea to this girl whom anxiety for Ryder's unknown lot had brought to him overcame that unwonted impulse. He dismissed the idea. And like all shy men he was oddly relieved at the passing of the necessity for initiative, even while he felt his mild hope's expiring pang.
She had not seemed displeased at Mr. Ryder's attentions, but on the contrary had given him every proper encouragement; indeed, a younger and less cautious man would long since have spoken. But he had made up his mind, and had only to determine the time when he would ask her to be his wife.
But when he saw who it was, Mr. Ryder's stern, set face relaxed and he greeted his son amiably. "Why, Jeff, my boy, is that you? Just a moment, until I get rid of Bagley, and I'll be with you." Jefferson turned to the book shelves and ran over the titles while the financier continued his business with the secretary. "Now, Bagley. Come, quick. What is it?"
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