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He came in, with his stiffly-upright shirt collar and his loosely-fitting glossy black clothes. He made his sullen and clumsy bow to Lady Winwood. Lord Winwood's daughters were persons of some celebrity in the world of amateur music. Noticing the look that Turlington cast at Launce, Lady Winwood whispered to Miss Lavinia who instantly asked the young ladies to sing.
Behold Richard Turlington, Esq., of the great Levant firm of Pizzituti, Turlington & Branca! Aged eight-and-thirty; standing stiffly and sturdily at a height of not more than five feet six Mr. Turlington presented to the view of his fellow-creatures a face of the perpendicular order of human architecture.
I can confide the management of the fortune which my child will inherit after me to no more competent or more honorable hands than the hands of the man who is to marry her. I maintain my appointment, Mr. Dicas! I persist in placing the whole responsibility under my Will in my son-in-law's care." Turlington attempted to speak. The lawyer attempted to speak.
He addressed himself to Natalie; plainly eager to make himself agreeable to the young lady and plainly unsuccessful in producing any impression on her. She made a civil answer; and looked at her tea-cup, instead of looking at Richard Turlington. "You might fancy yourself on shore at this moment," said Launce.
Dicas here? What can you have been thinking of?" Turlington did not attempt to answer the question. "Am I interested," he asked, "in what you have been saying to Mr. Dicas?" "You shall judge for yourself," answered Sir Joseph, mysteriously; "I have been giving Mr. Dicas his instructions for making my Will. I wish the Will and the Marriage-Settlement to be executed at the same time.
Left alone again with Turlington, Natalie noticed that his eyes were fixed in immovable scrutiny on her father's head. He never said a word. He looked, looked, looked at the wound. The doctor arrived. Before either the daughter or the sister of the injured man could put the question, Turlington put it "Will he live or die?" The doctor's careful finger probed the wound. "Make your minds easy.
With that thought in his heart, Richard Turlington wound his way through the streets by the river-side, and stopped at a blind alley called Green Anchor Lane, infamous to this day as the chosen resort of the most abandoned wretches whom London can produce. The policeman at the corner cautioned him as he turned into the alley.
The other two persons present at the table were the two gentlemen who have already appeared on the deck of the yacht. "Not a breath of wind stirring!" said Richard Turlington. "The weather has got a grudge against us. We have drifted about four or five miles in the last eight-and-forty hours. You will never take another cruise with me you must be longing to get on shore."
Sir Joseph rose, apparently for the purpose of giving special importance to the terms in which he answered his lawyer's question. "I appoint," he said, "as sole executor and trustee Richard Turlington." It was no easy matter to astonish Mr. Dicas. Sir Joseph's reply absolutely confounded him.
Turlington turned to leave the room and suddenly came back. "It's understood," he went on, addressing Miss Lavinia, "that the seventh of next month is the date fixed for the marriage. Not a day later!" Miss Lavinia replied, rather dryly on her side, "Of course, Richard; not a day later." He muttered, "All right" and hurriedly left them.
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