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Again there was silence, and again the sea-breath made its whispering in the pines. Warricombe, with a sudden gesture, pointed towards the sky. 'A shooting star one of the brightest I ever saw! 'I missed it, said Peak, just glancing in that direction. The interruption enabled Buckland to move his chair; in this new position he was somewhat further from Peak, and had a better view of his face.
Mr Warricombe, regarding him with a look of repressed eagerness, laid a hand on his arm, and spoke in the subdued voice of one who has important news to communicate. 'If I am not much mistaken, I have chanced on a new species of homalonotus! 'Indeed! not in your kitchen garden, I presume? 'Hardly. Dr Pollock sent me a box of specimens the other day'
The wonder was that his clumsy lying had escaped detection. Another day, and he had done nothing whatever, but was still buoyed up by the reaction of visionary hope. His need now was of communicating his change of purpose to some friendly hearer. A week had passed since he had exchanged a word with anyone but Mrs. Roots, and converse he must. Why not with Mr. Warricombe?
Moorhouse and her daughter made the pleasant exclamations that were called for. Buckland Warricombe, with a doubtful smile on his lips, kept glancing from Miss Moxey to her acquaintance and back again. Peak at length faced him. 'I hoped we should meet down here this autumn. 'I should have looked you up in a day or two, Buckland replied, seating himself.
What an energetic man he is! In a few hours he seemed to have met everyone, and to have learnt everything. My husband says he felt quite rebuked by such a display of vigour! Even in his discomposure, graver than any that had affected him since his talks with Buckland Warricombe, Peak was able to notice that the Rev. Bruno had not made a wholly favourable impression upon the Lilywhites.
When he was invited to meet the relatives of Buckland Warricombe, shyness prepossessed him against them; but the frank kindness of his reception moved him, and on going away he was ashamed to have replied so boorishly to attentions so amiably meant. The same note of character sounded in what personal intercourse he had with the Professors.
'I discern a vague sort of consistency in this. You regard the Church formulas as merely symbolical useful for the purposes of the day? 'Rather for the purposes of eternity. 'In the human sense. 'In every sense. Warricombe perceived that no directness of questioning would elicit literal response, and on the whole this relieved him.
'She went abroad, I think. I should like to have known her fate. I rather think there will have to be many like her before women are civilised. 'How I should like to ask her, said Sidwell, 'on what she supported her morality? 'Put the problem to Mr. Peak, suggested the other, gaily. 'I fancy he wouldn't find it insoluble. Mrs. Warricombe and Mrs.
He led the way upstairs to a region of lumber-rooms, whence a narrow flight of steps brought them into a glass-house, octangular and with pointed tops, out upon the roof. This, he explained, had been built some twenty years ago, at a time when Mr. Warricombe amused himself with photography.
Now he touches his hair, to point out how light and exquisite it is, and how beautifully he parts it! 'What a graceful figure! murmured Mrs. Warricombe, with genuine admiration. 'There, that's just what he hopes everyone is saying, replied her son, in a tone of laughing disgust. 'But he certainly is graceful, Buckland, persisted the lady. 'And in the meantime, remarked Mr.
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