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What he really desired was to read through his version of Reusch with Martin Warricombe, and before long he had brought it to pass that Martin requested a perusal of the manuscript as it advanced, which it did but slowly.
You, I daresay, will feel no surprise. Nothing more than that; and Sylvia's comments in reply were equally brief. Martin Warricombe, after conversations with his wife and with Buckland, felt it impossible not to seek for an understanding of Sidwell's share in the catastrophe. He was gravely perturbed, feeling that with himself lay the chief responsibility for what had happened.
Warricombe looked amiable surprise, but corrected herself to approving interest. 'I have heard some of our friends say that their minds get unstrung, if they are long away from town, but I should have thought that country quietness would be much better than London noise. My husband certainly finds it so. 'People are very differently constituted, said Godwin.
When, towards the end of his second year, he grew sufficiently intimate with Buckland Warricombe to walk out with him to Thornhaw, it could be nothing more than a scarcely welcome exception to the rule of solitude. Impossible for him to cultivate the friendship of such people as the Warricombes, with their large and joyous scheme of life.
Even for a sturdy walker, it was no common task to keep pace with Buckland's strides; Peak soon found himself conversing rather too breathlessly for comfort. 'What is your latest record for the mile? he inquired. Warricombe, understanding at once the reference to his old athletic pastime and its present application, laughed merrily, and checked his progress.
Mr Warricombe knew not the solace of tobacco, and his son, though never quite at ease without pipe or cigar, denied himself in this room, with the result that he shifted frequently upon his chair and fell into many awkward postures. 'And how does Peak impress you? he inquired, when the subject he most wished to converse upon had been postponed to many others.
'This afternoon you had better lie down for an hour or two, she said. 'Do you think so? Just drop a line to father, and warn him that we may kept here for some time. 'Shall I send for Dr Endacott? 'Just as you like, dear. But Mrs. Warricombe had eaten such an excellent lunch, that Sidwell could not feel uneasy. 'We'll see how you are this evening.
Is your head better, dear? There was no answer. Mrs. Warricombe had conceived a vague suspicion which was so alarming that she would not press inquiries alluding to it. The encouragement given by her husband to Godwin Peak in the latter's social progress had always annoyed her, though she could not frame solid objections.
'But probably Warricombe has told your brother ? 'What? 'Oh, of his success in ridding Exeter of my objectionable presence. 'Christian hasn't seen him again, nor have I. 'I only wish to assure you that I have suffered no injury. My experiment was doomed to failure. What led me to it, how I regarded it, we won't discuss; I am as little prepared to do so now as when we talked at Exeter.
He had never known that impression, and in the Warricombe family was no one whom he could regard even as his equal. Buckland, doubtless, had some knowledge of the world, and could boast of a free mind; but he lacked subtlety: a psychological problem would easily puzzle him. Mr.
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