“A volatile temperament—yes, a volatile temperament,” Mr. “I don’t know why. A middle-aged countrywoman, plump of cheek, and a
little shy. That he’s come here at all
shows he’ll stop at nothing. Still—” Then, with incredible and obviously deliberate stupidity,
and a voice as flat as her own, he asked, “Who is the man?”
Her spirit raged within her at the dumbness, the paralysis that had fallen upon
her. . "
"Come, Sir!" thundered the latter, "no trifling! Perhaps," he added, opening a
warrant, "you'll obey this mandate?"
"A warrant!" ejaculated Kneebone, starting to his feet. Ah!
there he stands!" he exclaimed as his eye fell for the first time upon Sir Rowland. He was all alone, too. ”
She paused again. Mr. ‘Possibly,’ he said. If you like books and music,
we'll get along. Go to it;
and the best of luck!"
He went out. The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally.
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