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When they looked into the empty pockets of his shell, and found no jewels there, nor money nothing but three marbles, and a brass button with a string to it then Sir John did something as like crying as ever he did in his life, and blamed himself more bitterly than he need have done. And soon my lady put a pretty little tombstone over Tom's shell in the little churchyard in Vendale.
His heavy articulation laboured, and brought forth a whole sentence at a birth. "I think," he said, "I should have liked a little more wine." His breath failed him after that effort; he gasped, and walked to the door. Obenreizer addressed himself to Vendale with an appearance of the deepest distress. "I am so shocked, so confused, so distressed," he began.
You have had experience, when you were in the Swiss house, of their way of doing business. Can you guess what object they have in view?" Obenreizer offered a suggestion. "Suppose I examine the receipt?" he said. "Are you ill?" asked Vendale, startled by the change in his face, which now showed itself plainly for the first time. "Pray go to the fire.
Switzerland too, though the general fashion of her dress was English, peeped out of the fanciful bodice she wore, and lurked in the curious clocked red stocking, and in its little silver-buckled shoe. "Miss Marguerite," said Obenreizer to the young lady, "do you recollect this gentleman?" "I think," she answered, rising from her seat, surprised and a little confused: "it is Mr. Vendale?"
They might have been two hours in their frightful prison, when Obenreizer, now crunching into the mound, now creeping over it with his head bowed down and his body touching the top of the arch, made his way out. Vendale followed close upon him, but followed without clear motive or calculation. For the lethargy of Basle was creeping over him again, and mastering his senses.
They found the little fellow's rags by the side of the stream, and they also discovered his body in the water, and buried it over in Vendale churchyard. II. A Lonely, Mischievous Water-Baby Tom was very happy swimming about in the river, although he was now only about four inches long, with a set of external gills, just like those of an eft. There are land-babies, and why not water-babies?
Seeking, under the surface, for the answer to that question and remembering that Obenreizer was a man of about his own age; also, that Marguerite was, strictly speaking, his half-niece only Vendale asked himself, with a lover's ready jealousy, whether he had a rival to fear, as well as a guardian to conciliate. The thought just crossed his mind, and no more.
"I owe it to myself," he said "I don't admit, mind, that I owe it to you to account for my appearance in these proceedings, and to state what has been done under my advice, and on my sole responsibility. Can you listen to me?" "I can listen to you." "Recall the time when you started for Switzerland with Mr. Vendale," Bintrey begin.
When they made the round of the old dark cellars, Vendale led her by the hand; when she sang to him in the lighted room at night, Vendale, standing by her, held her relinquished gloves, and would have bartered against them every drop of the forty-five year old, though it had been forty-five times forty-five years old, and its nett price forty-five times forty-five pounds per dozen.
The clerk unconsciously suspended the execution of the order, by announcing "Mr. Vendale," and showing in the new partner in the firm of Wilding and Co. "Pray excuse me for one moment, George Vendale," said Wilding. "I have a word to say to Jarvis. Send for Mr. Bintrey," he repeated "send at once." Mr. Jarvis laid a letter on the table before he left the room.
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