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"But I have to pay sixteen shillings every week." "That doesn't matter." She caught at a sob, "But to leave London I can't do it, I can't." "But how? Leave London?" Lewisham's face changed. "Oh! life is hard," she said. "I can't. They they wouldn't let me stop in London." "What do you mean?"
He tried to think of something to say that might bridge the distance between them, but he could think of nothing. He must wait until the roses came. He took out his books and a gaunt hour passed to supper time. Supper was a chilly ceremonial set with necessary over-polite remarks. Disappointment and exasperation darkened Lewisham's soul.
"You are a help to a chap," said Lewisham, leaning back from the table, "I feel I could do anything for a girl like you anything." "Really!" she cried, "Really! Am I really a help?" Lewisham's face and gesture, were all assent.
At the end of the evening whisky and hot water were produced, and Chaffery, now in a mood of great urbanity, said he had rarely enjoyed anyone's conversation so much as Lewisham's, and insisted upon everyone having whisky. Mrs. Chaffery and Ethel added sugar and lemon. Lewisham felt an instantaneous mild surprise at the sight of Ethel drinking grog. At the door Mrs.
Lewisham's natural politeness restrained him from too close a pursuit across the boundary of the two imperial tongues. Quite half an hour's amicable discussion led at last to a reduction of sixpence, and all parties professed themselves satisfied with this result. Madam Gadow was quite cool even at the end. Mr.
"No," said Lewisham, "I haven't an idea." "If Mr. Dunkerley had asked you?..." persisted Bonover, knowing Lewisham's respect for etiquette. "Oh! it wasn't on that account," said Lewisham, and Bonover with eyebrows still raised and a general air of outraged astonishment left him standing there, white and stiff, and wondering at his extraordinary temerity.
"Don't you think perhaps" a little ripple of laughter passed across his mind "he had a skeleton key?" Lagune's face lingered amusingly in Lewisham's mind as he returned to Clapham. But after a time that amusement passed away. He declined upon the extraordinary fact that Chaffery was his father-in-law, Mrs.
The next day Lewisham was too full of engagements to communicate with Lagune, but the following morning he called and found the psychic investigator busy with the proofs of Hesperus. He welcomed the young man cordially nevertheless, conceiving him charged with the questions that had been promised long ago it was evident he knew nothing of Lewisham's marriage.
Some day you will remember ..." He said no more, but laid his hand on Lewisham's shoulder. One might almost fancy he was offended at something. At any other time Lewisham might have been propitiatory, but now he offered no apology. Chaffery turned to Ethel and looked at her curiously for a moment. "Good-bye," he said, holding out his hand to her.
Curiosity boarded Lewisham and carried him after the briefest struggle. He looked round, and there she was, her back to him, reaching after the spiky blossoming blackthorn that crested the opposite hedge. Remarkable accident! She had not seen him! In a moment Lewisham's legs were flying over the stile.
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