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He was already so convinced that his cousin had fallen a victim to political hatred that he was rather welcoming the revengeful outburst of feeling. "What, now?" "There'll be an end of all sensible and practical proceedings in connection with the affair," answered Tansley.
And then why legally I'd be as much a Hathelsborough man as, say, Simon Crood?" Tansley took his hands out of his pockets and began to search amongst his papers. "Well, you're a go-ahead chap, Brent!" he said. "Evidently not the sort to let grass grow under your feet. And if you want to buy a bit of nice property I've the very goods for you.
So there was a coolness between his cousin and Wellesley, was there, a coolness that amounted, said Tansley, to something stronger? Did it amount to jealousy? Did the jealousy lead to ? But at that point Brent gave up speculating. If there was anything in this new suggestion, Mrs. Saumarez would hold the key.
And I reckon I can do my bit here in this place, on Wallingford's lines, if I get the right to intervene, as a townsman. That's what I want locus standi." "And when you've got it?" asked Tansley. Brent worked his cigar into the corner of his firm lips and folding his arms stared straight in front of him.
While every neck was craned forward to catch a glimpse of the memorandum book, Tansley suddenly saw Krevin Crood making signals to him from the dock. He drew Brent's attention to the fact; then went down into the well of the court and over to Krevin.
The Town Clerk is in a worse state of righteous indignation than I ever saw a man, and as for Mayor Simon Crood, I understand his anger is beyond belief. Mr. Brent, you've done it!" But Brent was not so sure. He had some experience of Government officials, and of official methods, and knew more of red tape than Peppermore did. As for Tansley, who came in soon after, he was cynically scornful.
Saumarez, attended by the doctors, was being carried out of the Court-room, Tansley, at Brent's elbow, drew in his breath with a sharp sibilant sound that came near being a whistle. Brent turned from the withdrawing figures to look at him questioningly. "Well?" he said. "Queer!" muttered Tansley. "Why should she faint? I wonder " "What?" demanded Brent as the solicitor paused.
Tansley caught sight of Brent, and leaving the solicitors' table in the well of the court went over to him. "What're you doing perched out there?" he asked. "Come down with me I'll find room for you." "No," said Brent. "I'm all right here; I may have to leave. And I'm not on in this affair. It's Hawthwaite's show. And is he right, this time?" "God knows!" exclaimed Tansley.
Brent received this plain-spoken declaration with a curious tightening of lips and setting of jaw which Tansley, during their brief acquaintance, had come to know well enough. They were accompanied by a fixed stare the solicitor knew that too. These things meant that Brent's fighting spirit was roused and that his temper became ugly. Tansley laughed.
"Why to me?" demanded Brent. "You're Wallingford's next of kin," said the solicitor laconically. "That's why." "Wonder what it is?" muttered Brent. "Some feminine fancy maybe." "Go and find out, man!" laughed Tansley. "Just so," replied Brent. "I'm going now. But look here who and what is this Mrs. Saumarez? Post me up."
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