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Others said that he was merely callous and utterly without any moral sense. Much sympathy of course was felt for his mother, and even more for the family of the Templetons and the daughter to whom it was said that Morris was actually engaged. And, as much as anyone it was Mr. Taynton who was the recipient of the respectful pity of the British public.
But your brilliant manoeuvre may, we hope, effectually put a stop to the danger of his marrying Miss Templeton, and since I am convinced he is in love with her, why" Mr. Taynton put his plump finger-tips together and raised his kind eyes to the ceiling "why, the chance of his wanting to marry anybody else is postponed anyhow, till, till he has got over this unfortunate attachment.
"What's foolish?" asked he, cracking another. "Oh Morris, your teeth," she said. "Do wait a moment. Yes, that's right. And how can you say that my nose went in the air? I'm sure Mr. Taynton will agree with me that that is really libellous. And as for your being afraid to tell me you had bought a motor-car yourself, why, that is sillier than cracking nuts with your teeth." Mr.
"Yes, sir." "For what reason did you say it, then?" Martin hesitated; he looked down, then he looked up again, and was still silent. "Answer the question." His eyes met those of the prisoner. Morris smiled at him, and nodded. "Mr. Taynton told me to say that," he said, "I had once been in Mr. Taynton's service. He dismissed me. The judge interposed looking at the cross-examining counsel.
Taynton turned quickly as the words became audible, seized a paper from the boy, giving him the first coin that he found, and ran back into the hall of his house, Morris with him, to beneath the electric light that burned there. The shrill voice of the boy still shouting the news of murder got gradually less loud as he went further down the street.
Taynton, as he sat in his cool dining-room, and ate his lunch with a more vivid appetite than had been his for many months, it seemed that the man who had gambled with his client's money was no longer himself; it was a perfectly different person who had done that. Now he felt that he this man that to-day sat here was incapable of such meannesses.
He sat with his hands on the arms of the Chippendale chair, and they too were quite still. "I have seen Sir Richard," said he, "and I came back at once to see you. He has told me everything. Godfrey Mills has been lying about me and slandering me." Mr. Taynton sat down heavily on the sofa. "No, no; don't say it, don't say it," he murmured. "It can't be true, I can't believe it."
Why, it's good business for me, isn't it? In twenty years you make me ten thousand pounds, and I only pay you £200 a year for it. Please be kind, Mr. Taynton, and continue making me rich. Oh, I'm a jolly hard-headed chap really; I know that it is to my advantage." Mr. Taynton considered this a moment, playing with his wine glass. Then he looked up quickly.
But at the most, all he could hope for was, that though it seemed as if the poor lad must be condemned, the jury, on account of his youth, and the provocation he had received, of which Mr. Taynton would certainly make the most when called upon to bear witness on this point, or owing to some weakness in the terrible chain of evidence that had been woven, would recommend him to mercy.
Taynton did not let these very unpleasant occurrences interfere with the usual and beneficent course of his life, but faced the crisis with that true bravery that not only meets a thing without flinching, but meets it with the higher courage of cheerfulness, serenity and ordinary behaviour.
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