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If anything could be more certain than that, in whatever bliss Doctor Unonius now inherits, forty years or a thousand for that matter count as one day, it is that throughout his life he detested stained-glass.
I mind goin' to the weddin', an' she brought en no more'n her clothes an' herself inside of 'em: an' now she've a-buried th' old doter, an' sits up at Landeweddy in her own parlour a-playin' the pianner with both hands. What d'ee reckon a woman does that for? 'Maybe because she is fond of music, said Doctor Unonius dryly.
You wouldn't charge him with making signals, I hope? 'But began Doctor Unonius and Mr Rattenbury together. The doctor was about to say that, the road being hidden from this downstairs window, it followed that the window could not be seen from the road. But the riding-officer had the louder voice and bore him down. 'But, he objected, 'the light was shown from an upstairs window, ma'am.
The woman crossed in front of Dapple who backed a foot or so uneasily came around to the step, and handed up her bag. It was a two-handled bag, of japanned leather, and Doctor Unonius, as he took it from her and rested it against the splashboard, noted also that it was exceedingly heavy. He held out his hand. The woman grasped it, and clambered up beside him.
But Doctor Unonius, noting it not, drew forth the map from the breast of his greatcoat, unfolded it, and was proceeding to study it, again by help of the lamp. He recognised it at first glance for a map of the coast and country about Polpeor, and for this he was prepared; but the same glance showed him a slip of paper pinned to the map's left upper corner.
'Among all the poets that ever wrote, said Doctor Unonius blandly, 'with the possible exception of Young, I have the greatest contempt for Blair. The finest passage in the Grave is impudently stolen from Dryden, and marred in the stealing.
'My goodness! she cried with a well-feigned start, 'if you haven't scared the doctor into fetching a gun! Mr Rattenbury stared past her into the passage. 'Doctor Unonius? he exclaimed, catching his breath in surprise. 'At your good service, Mr Rattenbury, though you have given us a shock, sir. May I ask what keeps you afoot to-night? Not a run of goods, I hope? Mr Rattenbury stared at him.
But anyhow, we are light sleepers, the both of us, and if there's any trouble you have only to call. Good-night. 'Good-night, ma'am! said Doctor Unonius, and opened the door for her. Left alone, he went back to the table and began to turn the pages of Blair. Doctor Unonius had drawn the table close beside an elbow-chair to the right of the fireplace.
Yet Doctor Unonius patiently tracked these creatures in their most distant migrations 'motus et migrationes diligentissime indagavit, says the mural tablet beneath the window. The three lights of the window represent Jonah vomited by the Whale, the Miraculous Draught of Fishes, and St Peter, John Dory and the stater.
As he recovered his wits a little he heard the widow say, 'And as for the horses, they never came this way. 'Is that so? Mr Rattenbury swung round upon the doctor. 'They they certainly did not pass along the road outside, said Doctor Unonius, speaking as in a dream. 'The noise of galloping turned off at some distance below the house, and seemed to die away to the northward.
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