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Walters's male friends had volunteered their aid in defence of his house, and their services had been accepted. Mr. Walters, and sharing with him the fortunes of the night, his wife and daughters having declared they would feel as safe there as elsewhere; and, accordingly, about five in the afternoon, Mrs. Ellis came up, accompanied by Kinch and the girls.
He had left his rifle and cartridge belt carefully tucked out of sight under the seat. Walters and five other men straggled along the platform towards him, carrying or dragging their packs. There was a look of apprehension on Walters's face. "Well, what do we do now?" he said. "Do!" cried Andrews, and he burst out laughing.
It certainly seems artistically more likely that there was a further mystery of Edwin Drood; not the mystery that he was murdered, but the mystery that he was not murdered. It is true indeed that Mr. But the point is that even Mr. Cumming Walters's theory, though it makes the mystery more extraordinary, does not make it any more of a mystery of Edwin Drood.
"Yes, he is what do you want with him?" asked the official, in a rude tone. "That, sir, is none of your business," replied Mr. Walters; "if the mayor is in, hand him this card, and say I wish to see him." Somewhat awed by Mr. Walters's dignified and decided manner, the man went quickly to deliver his message, and returned with an answer that his honour would be obliged to Mr.
Being apprehensive of an attack from the Bondou people, placed double sentries, and made every man sleep with his loaded musket under his head. Latitude by mer. alt. of the moon, 14 deg. 38' 46" N. About three o'clock buried John Walters, and in remembrance of him wish this place to be called Walters's Well. May 16th.
Walters's house was also attacked, but unsuccessfully, the rioters having met a signal repulse. Mother and Caddy send a world of love to you. So does Kinch, who comes every day to see us and is, often extremely useful. Give our united kind regards to Mrs. Bird, and thank her in our behalf for her great kindness to you. Ever yours, "P.S. Do try and manage to come home soon."
Stephen Aylmore, the member for Brookminster." Rathbury expressed his feelings in a sharp whistle. "I know him!" he said. "Of course I remember Mrs. Walters's description now. But his is a familiar type tall, grey-bearded, well-dressed. Um! well, we'll have to see Mr. Aylmore at once." "I've seen him," said Spargo. "Naturally! For you see, Mrs. Walters gave me a bit more evidence.
Garie, half-provoked, yet compelled to smile at the boy's pompous wit, "you know what I mean; I cannot find the number I wish; the street is not correctly numbered." "The street is not numbered at all," rejoined the boy, "but the houses are," and he skipped lightly away. Mr. Garie was finally set right about the numbers, and found himself at length before the door of Mr. Walters's house.
Cuming Walters's theory she is, Edwin's long-lost grandmother, her discovery would be unwelcome to Edwin. Probably she did not live much longer; "my lungs are like cabbage nets," she says. Mr. Cuming Walters goes on "Her purpose is left obscure. How easily, however, we see possibilities in a direction such as this.
Lang, and a critic with another theory, like Mr. Cumming Walters, becomes eternal and a trifle farcical. Mr. Walters says that all Mr. Lang's clues were blinds; Mr. Lang says that all Mr. Walters's clues were blinds. Mr. Walters can say that some passages seemed to show that Helena was Datchery; Mr. Lang can reply that those passages were only meant to deceive simple people like Mr.
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