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Updated: June 16, 2025
"Did you ever see a woman look so well in a blue frock? Or in a black one either? There's a sort of painted thing she wears sometimes too. Well, perhaps I had better go to bed." "I think it would be wise," said Thresk. Young Hazlewood went over to the table in the corner and lit his candle. "You'll shut that window before you go to bed, won't you?" "Yes."
But he answered casually: "It is supposed to be generous." "And it is to itself," replied Thresk. "Generous when its sympathies are enlisted, generous so long as all goes well with it: generous because it is confident of triumph. But its generosity is not a matter of judgment. It does not come from any wide outlook upon a world where there is a good deal to be said for everything.
Travers. "Yes," replied Baram Singh. No one understood what was coming. People began to ask themselves whether Thresk was concerned in the murder. Word had been published that he had already left for England. How was it he was here now? Mr. Travers, for his part, was enjoying to the full the suspense which his question had aroused.
It was in accordance with the fitness of things that the city and its lake should be three miles from the railway station and quite invisible to the traveller. The hotel however and the Residency were near to the station, and it was the Residency which had brought Thresk out of the crowds and tumult of Bombay.
The issue had been doubtful, the stake enormous and Thresk, who three years before had taken silk, had been fetched by young Carruthers from England to fight it. "Yes, we've won," he said. "Judgment was given in our favor this afternoon." "You are dining with us to-night, aren't you." "Thank you, yes," said Thresk. "At half-past eight." "Yes." Mrs.
But he shook it off as he neared the lights of Bombay. Thresk reached his hotel with some words ringing in his head which Jane Repton had spoken to him at Mrs. Carruthers' dinner-party: "You can get any single thing in life you want if you want it enough, but you cannot control the price you will have to pay for it. That you will only learn afterwards and gradually."
Repton looked at him now. Oh, yes, he had thought his proposal out during the night journey to Bombay not a doubt of it. "Stella, too, will suffer," she said. "Worse than she does now?" asked Thresk. "No. But her position will be difficult for awhile at least," and she came towards Thresk and pleaded. "You will be thoughtful of her, for her?
You would have ruined yourself for me." "Ruin's a large word," he answered, and still holding her hand he drew her down again. She yielded reluctantly. She might misread his character, but when the feelings and emotions were aroused she had the unerring insight of her sex. She was warned by it now. She looked at Thresk with startled eyes.
"Because she knows nothing of it," replied Thresk. The lawyer pointed to a chair. The two men sat down together in the office and it was long before they parted. Within an hour of Thresk's return from the solicitor's office an Inspector of Police waited on him at his hotel and was instantly shown up. "We did not know until to-day," he said, "that you were still in Bombay, Mr. Thresk.
The reason why Ballantyne asked me to take the photograph of Bahadur Salak was that since I was going on board straight from the train it could be no danger to me." "Then why didn't you go straight on board?" asked Pettifer. "I'll tell you," Thresk replied.
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