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There is a possible danger of which she must be warned. No one can do it except myself." "Are you her friend or her enemy?" Tavernake asked. "Why do you ask such a question?" she demanded. "I am only going by her expression when she saw you come into the chemist's shop," Tavernake persisted doggedly. "It is a cruel suggestion, that," the woman cried. "I wish to be her friend, I am her friend.
"You must walk with me to the theatre," she replied, "I am just off to rehearsal." They descended the stairs together. "I have something to tell you," Tavernake began, "something to tell you which you won't like to hear." "Something which I won't like to hear," she repeated, fearfully. "Go on, Leonard. It can't be worse than it sounds." "I don't know why I've come to tell you," he went on.
Tavernake, however, noticed nothing. For the greater part of the day he had been sedulously fighting against a new and unaccustomed state of mind. He had found his thoughts slipping away, time after time, until he had had to set his teeth and use all his will power to keep his attention concentrated upon his work. And now once more they had escaped, again he felt the strange stir in his blood.
She shook her head. "It seems to vary all the time," she sighed. "There are so many complications." He looked at her in amazement. "After all," he admitted, "you don't look as though you had much of a head for figures." "If only I had some one to help me!" she murmured. Tavernake moved uneasily in his chair. His sense of danger was growing.
It's a poor sort of opening there'd be, if you ask my opinion, especially for one like yourself, as 'as got education." "I should be satisfied with very little," Tavernake persisted. "I want to work with my hands. I should like to forget for a time that I have had any education at all." "That do seem mightily queer to me," Nicholls remarked, thoughtfully. Tavernake smiled.
Pritchard made no reply. His eyes were fixed upon the little group at the next table. Elizabeth was leaning back in her chair. She seemed to have abandoned the conversation. Her eyes were always seeking Tavernake's. Pritchard rose to his feet abruptly. "It's time we were in bed," he declared. "Remember the meeting to-morrow." Tavernake rose to his feet.
"I shall be playing golf to-morrow and Friday, and of course Saturday. Monday morning you might let me have a report." Tavernake went back to his office. After all, then, things were to come to a crisis a little earlier than he had thought. He knew quite well that that report, if he made it honestly, and no other idea was likely to occur to him, would effectually sever his connection with Messrs.
But Tavernake heard nothing, or, if he heard, he took no notice. He walked out into the street and was lost among the hurrying throngs upon the pavements.
"See the advertisement for yourself: 'Leonard Tavernake, something to his advantage. Well, down I went to those lawyers your old lawyer it was Martin.
Tavernake," he said, "that in my profession one has to sometimes go a long way round to get a man or a woman just where you want them. Now we merely glanced at that table as we came in, and I can tell you this for gospel truth there isn't one of that crowd that I couldn't, if I liked, haul back to New York on some charge or another. You wonder why I don't do it. I'll tell you.
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