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Daisy Medland sat just behind her father, exulting in his triumph, and, at every happy stroke, glancing at Norburn, and by sharing her joy with him doubling his. When the Premier had finished, and the last resolution had been carried, she ran to him, crying, "Splendid! I never heard you so good.
Benham broke off with a laugh that sounded loud and harsh in the silent night air. Medland ground his heel into the gravel. "How it will please your Methodist friends, and the swells at Government House! You can tell 'em all about that trip to Meadow Beach under the name of what was it? Christie, wasn't it? And about your night-flitting, and " "Hold your tongue." "Oh, there's no one to hear now.
To them it was another and a very striking scene in the fight which had long gone on between Medland and Kilshaw, and had taken a fresh and fiercer impetus from the well-remembered day when Medland had spoken his words about Kilshaw and his race-horses.
Sir Robert, conceiving that his interview was at an end, rose to take leave. Lord Eynesford expressed much regret at being obliged to lose his services: Sir Robert replied suitably, and was at the door before the Governor reverted to Mr. Medland. "There are queer stories about him, aren't there?" he asked. "I mean about his private life." "Well, there is some vague gossip of the kind."
She was cruel in her clear indication of the footing upon which they met, and the Governor's uneasy glance of appeal would produce nothing better than a cold interest in the scenery of the Premier's constituency. Medland was glad when Lady Eynesford turned to the Chief Justice and released him; his relief was so great that it was hardly marred by finding Mrs. Puttock on his other side. Yet Mrs.
The next minute Sir Robert came up, holding out his hand. "This is a great compliment to you," he said, smiling. "Evidently beyond my deserts," answered Medland, getting into his cab. "To my house," he called to the man, and was driven rapidly away. The Governor rode up to Sir Robert with a look of vexation on his face. "The sooner we end this farce the better," he said. "I'm going home.
Puttock had accepted the office of Minister of Trade and Customs, but not without grumbling, for he had aspired to control the finances of the colony as Treasurer, and considered that Medland underrated his influence as a political leader. He was a short man, rather stout, with large whiskers; he wore a blue ribbon in the button-hole of his dress-coat.
"Oh, Medland wants to get hold of a good man from England, I understood. He thinks nobody here equal to it." "Complimentary to my profession out here." "I know. I wonder at Medland: he's generally so strong on 'Lindsey for the Lindseians, as he once said. In this matter he and Perry seem to have changed places." "Really? Then Sir Robert ?" "Yes, he's quite anxious to have one of ourselves.
In the garden the question was settled without serious difference of opinion. If Sir Robert Perry really could not go on and Lady Eynesford was by no means prepared to concede even that then Mr. Puttock, bourgeois as he was, or Mr. Coxon, conceited and priggish though he might be, must come in. At any rate, the one indisputable fact was the impossibility of Mr. Medland.
They said, as he had said, that in dealing with a man like Medland it would have been folly not to use the weapons fate, or the foe himself by his own misdeeds, offered. As for the disapprobation of the Kirton mob, they held that in high scorn. "They'd cheer burglary, if Medland did it," said one. "Well, he wants to, pretty nearly," added a capitalist.
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