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Here again he was mistaken. Helmsley's simple straight answers left him no opening for attack. "You'd better make for the nearest workhouse," he said, at last. "Tramps are not encouraged on these roads." "Evidently not!" And Helmsley raised his calm eyes and fixed them on the clergyman's lowering countenance with a faintly satiric smile.
They'se everywhere, all about us, if we only had strong eyes enough to see 'em. An' cremation aint Christin. I'll tell ye for why," here he bent forward and tapped his two middle fingers slowly on Helmsley's chest to give weight to his words "Look y'ere! Supposin' our Lord's body 'ad been cremated, where would us all a' bin? Where would a' bin our 'sure an' certain 'ope' o' the resurrection?"
We like you for yourself, so don't spoil this happiest day of our lives by suggesting any separation between us. Do you hear?" "I hear!" and a sudden brightness flashed up in Helmsley's sunken eyes, making them look almost young "And I understand!
"And, therefore," he proceeded "referring again to my own position that of the late David Helmsley's solicitor, it is my duty to inform you that you, Mary Deane, are by his last Will and Testament, the late David Helmsley's sole heiress." She started up in terror. "Oh no, no! not me!" she cried.
Helmsley's spirit rose up in contempt against the effete dandy as he watched him leaning carelessly against the counter, twirling his thin sandy moustache, and talking to his hostess merely for the sake of offensively ogling her two daughters. "Charming old place you have here! charming!" drawled his lordship. "Perfect dream! Love to pass all my days in such a delightful spot! 'Pon my life!
To make his way gradually down through the one little roughly cobbled street to the very edge of the sea, was one of Helmsley's greatest pleasures, and he soon got to know most of the Weircombe folk, while they in their turn, grew accustomed to seeing him about among them, and treated him with a kindly familiarity, almost as if he were one of themselves.
But now there is only one thing for me to do I must get home as quickly as possible and tell Angus" here she pointed to the last paragraph in Helmsley's list of bequests "You see," she went on "he leaves Mary Deane that's me to Angus Reay, 'and with Her all that I value. I am engaged to be married to Mr. Reay David wished very much to live till our wedding-day "
Stealthily creeping close up to Helmsley's side, he examined the prone figure from head to foot with quick and eager scrutiny. Spying the little volume of Keats on the grass where it had dropped from the slumberer's relaxed hand, he took it up gingerly, turning over its pages with grimy thumb and finger. "Portry!" he ejaculated. "Glory be good to me! 'E's a reg'ler noddy none-such!
"You think so?" and Helmsley's eyes lighted with pleasure "Well, I think so, too but they tell me that it's only because I'm old, and apt to see everyone beautiful who is kind to me. There's a good deal in that! there's certainly a good deal in that!"
And by and bye when she does know she will change she will be grateful to me for setting her free " He paused, and the hot tears sprang to his eyes "No I am wrong! Nothing will change Mary! She will always be her sweet self pure and faithful! and she will do all the good with Helmsley's money that he believed and hoped she would. But I I must leave her to it!"
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