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So saying, he bade good-bye to Claes, who pretended not to hear him, kissed little Jean in his mother's arms, and retired with a low bow. When the street-door clanged behind him, Balthazar caught his wife round the waist, and put an end to the uneasiness his feigned reverie was causing her by whispering in her ear, "I knew how to get rid of him."
She was awakened from a doze by a knocking at the street-door. It was just eight o'clock, and, inwardly congratulating her husband on his return to common sense and home, she went down and opened it. Two tall men in silk hats entered the room. "Mrs. Scutts?" said one of them. Mrs. Scutts, in a dazed fashion, nodded. "We have come to see your husband," said the intruder. "I am a doctor."
But, alas! the street-door was found locked and the key withdrawn. After a few ineffectual attempts to open it, Mrs. Lane went into the parlour, and, standing there, debated for some moments whether she should leave the house by passing through the bar-room, or wait for another opportunity to get away by the private en-trance.
"Oh," said Sewell, letting him out at the street-door, and putting probably less thought and meaning into the polite words than they had ever contained before, "it's no trouble." He went upstairs to his study, and found Mrs. Sewell waiting there. "Well, now what, David?" "Now what?" he feebly echoed. "Yes. What has that wretched creature come for now?"
Not knowing what I ought to do, I went to the street-door, where I stood some time, hoping he would be able to recover himself; but, on the contrary, his agitation increased every moment; he walked up and down the room in a quick but unsteady pace, seeming equally distressed and irresolute; and, at length, with a deep sigh, he flung himself into a chair.
As the door closed on Violante, who, now waking to suspicion, to alarm, looked fearfully round the dark and dismal hall, Beatrice turned: "Let the carriage wait." The Italian who received the order bowed and smiled; but when the two ladies had ascended the stairs he re-opened the street-door, and said to the driver, "Back to the count, and say, 'All is safe." The carriage drove off.
When she left, I opened the street-door for her, and with both her hands in mine, bade her 'Farewell. Then the tears fell, and her parting words were: 'I am leaving England never to see it again. She was seized with cholera the night she reached Bombay, and died the following day. To return to her father, the eminent engineer.
But no visitant was there, and the paper was gone! I was surprised, and a little alarmed. You know my childish apprehensions of robbers. I called up Molly, who was singing at her work in the kitchen. She had heard the street-door open and shut, and footsteps overhead, but she imagined them to be mine. A little heavier, too, she recollected them to be, than mine.
But, in less than ten seconds from his rushing in at the door, he was seen to spring forward to the window where Katie stood he flung his arm round her waist, and, in an instant, both disappeared but, within a quarter of a minute, he rushed out at the street-door, through the black smoke and the thick sparks, wi' the bonny creature that he adored in his arms.
As he was nearing the street-door, however, Dove came out of the BUREAU. He made for Maurice at once; his manner was eager, his face bore the imprint of interesting news. "I say, Guest!" he cried, while still some way off. "An odd coincidence. Young Leumann is to play this very same trio next week. A little chap in knickerbockers, you know pupils of Rendel's.
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