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A massive youth had taken the ball at the top end, and the wicket-keeper was retiring to a more respectful distance behind the stumps. "You'll let me know when it's to be?" I whispered, but Raffles only answered, "I wonder Jack Studley didn't wait till there was more of a crust on the mud pie. That tripe's no use without a fast wicket!"
"I'd see Lord Studley at the devil, sir, and his burgundy along with him, before I'd go to him to-day; and you may tell him so, if you please," cried Lord Delacour. "Very well, my lord," said the footman. "My lord dines at home they may put up the carriage that's all," said Lady Delacour: "only let us have dinner directly," added she, as the servant shut the door.
I read the words, "Lady Studley." "Show her in," I said, hastily, and the next moment a tall, slightly-made, fair-haired girl entered the room. She looked very young, scarcely more than twenty, and I could hardly believe that she was, what her card indicated, a married woman. The colour rushed into her cheeks as she held out her hand to me.
It seems to me that all you have seen only supports my firm belief that a horrible apparition visits that room." "A material one," I responded. "The shadowy form had substance, of that I am convinced. Sir Henry, I intend to sleep in that room again to-night." "Lady Studley will find out." "She will not.
I struck a light there was nothing whatever in the room." "Why do you sleep in that room?" "I must not go away from Lady Studley. My terror is that she should know anything of this my greater terror is that the apparition, failing me, may visit her. I daresay you think I'm a fool, Halifax; but the fact is, this thing is killing me, brave man as I consider myself." "Do you see it every night?"
"We are hoping," he said, "that the new wing will be completed by the end of June, and it is expected that the Parish Council will request Lady Studley to be good enough to declare it open." He looked at Dinah with the words, and she realized their significance with a sharp shock. "Oh, do you mean me?" she said. "I don't think I could."
"I know! I know! And Whipham's reserve man, isn't he?" "And another wicket-keeper, worse luck!" exclaimed Raffles. "If he turns out and takes a single ball, and Teddy is only one over late, it will still be too late for him to play." "Then it's too late already," said Mr. Garland, sinking back into his chair with a groan. "But that note from Studley may have been half-an-hour on the way."
Night after night Lady Studley and I retire to rest at the same hour. We say good-night, and lay our heads on our separate pillows. The door of communication between us is shut. She has a night-light in her room I prefer darkness. I close my eyes and prepare for slumber. As a rule I fall asleep. My sleep is of short duration.
"As a guest, my husband will be polite and delightful to you as a doctor, he would treat you with scant civility, and would probably give you little or none of his confidence." I was quite silent for a moment after Lady Studley had told me this. Then I said:
"Miss Belsize is in the drawing-room, sir," said the man. "She said you were not to be disturbed." "Oh, tell her we shan't be long," said Mr. Garland, with a new strain of trouble in his tone. "Listen to this listen to this," he went on before the door was shut: "'What has happened? Lost toss. Whipham plays if you don't turn up in time. "Jack Studley," said Raffles, "the Cambridge skipper."
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