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  Speaker 1: Chapter eight of Bielby a Holiday. This is a LibriVox recording.
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  Speaker 1: by Michael Fossio. Biel Be a Holiday by H. G. Wells.
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  Speaker 1: Chapter eight. How Bealby explained sub chapter one, Lord Chickney
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  Speaker 1: was only slightly older than Lord Maugeridge, but he had
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  Speaker 1: not worn nearly so well. His hearing was not good,
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  Speaker 1: though he would never admit it, and the loss of
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  Speaker 1: several teeth greatly affected his articulation. One might generalize and
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  Speaker 1: say that neither physically nor mentally do soldiers wear so
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  Speaker 1: well as lawyers. The army ages men sooner than the
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  Speaker 1: law and philosophy. It exposes them more freely to germs
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  Speaker 1: which undermine and destroy, and it shelters them more completely
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  Speaker 1: from thought, which stimulates and preserves. A lawyer must keep
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  Speaker 1: his law highly polished and up to date, or he
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  Speaker 1: hears of it within a fortnight. A general never realizes
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  Speaker 1: he is out of training and behind the times until
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  Speaker 1: disaster is accomplished. Since the Magnificent retreat from Bondie Satina
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  Speaker 1: in eighty seven and his five weeks defense of Barrowgast
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  Speaker 1: with his subsequent operations. The abilities of Lord Chickney had
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  Speaker 1: never been exercised seriously at all, but there was a
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  Speaker 1: certain simplicity of manner and a tall, drooping, grizzled old
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  Speaker 1: veteran picturesqueness about him that kept him distinguished. He was
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  Speaker 1: easy to recognize on public occasions on account of his
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  Speaker 1: long mustaches, and so he got pointed out when greater
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  Speaker 1: men were ignored. The autograph collectors adored him. Every morning
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  Speaker 1: he would spend half an hour writing autographs, and the
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  Speaker 1: habit was so strong in him that on Sundays, when
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  Speaker 1: there was no London Post and autograph writing would have
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  Speaker 1: been wrong. Anyhow, he filled the time in copying out
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  Speaker 1: the Epistle and Gospel for the day, and he liked
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  Speaker 1: to be well in the foreground of public affairs, if possible,
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  Speaker 1: wearing his decorations. After the autographs, he would work, sometimes
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  Speaker 1: for hours, for various patriotic societies, and more particularly for
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  Speaker 1: those who would impose compulsory training upon every man, woman
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  Speaker 1: and child in the country. He even belonged to a
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  Speaker 1: society for drilling the butcher's ponies and training big dogs
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  Speaker 1: as scouts. He did not understand how a country could
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  Speaker 1: be happy unless every city was fortified and every citizen
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  Speaker 1: war's side arms, and the slightest air in his dietary
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  Speaker 1: led to the most hideous nightmares of the Channel tunnel
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  Speaker 1: or reduced estimates in a land enslaved. He wrote and
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  Speaker 1: toiled for these societies, but he could not speak for
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  Speaker 1: them on account of his teeth, for he had one
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  Speaker 1: peculiar weakness. He had faced death in many forms, but
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  Speaker 1: he had never faced a dentist. The thought of dentists
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  Speaker 1: gave him just the same sick horror as the thought
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  Speaker 1: of invasion. He was a man of blameless private life,
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  Speaker 1: a widower and childless. In later years, he had come
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  Speaker 1: to believe that he had once been very deeply in
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  Speaker 1: love with his cousin, Susan, who had married a rather
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  Speaker 1: careless husband named Douglas. Both she and Douglas were dead now,
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  Speaker 1: but he maintained a touching affection for her too lively.
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  Speaker 1: Rather than satisfying sons, he called them his nephews, and
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  Speaker 1: by the continuous attrition of affection he had become their
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  Speaker 1: recognized uncle. He was glad when they came to him
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  Speaker 1: in their scrapes, and he liked to be seen about
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  Speaker 1: with them in public places. They regarded him with considerable
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  Speaker 1: confidence and respect, and an affection that they sometimes blamed
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  Speaker 1: themselves for as not quite warm enough for his merits.
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  Speaker 1: But there was a kind of injustice about affection. He
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  Speaker 1: was really gratified when he got a wire from the
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  Speaker 1: less discreditable of these two bright young relations, saying, sorrowly
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  Speaker 1: in need of your advice, hope to bring difficulties to
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  Speaker 1: you to day. At twelve. He concluded very naturally that
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  Speaker 1: the boy had come to some crisis in his unfortunate
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  Speaker 1: entanglement with Madeline Phillips, and he was flattered by the
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  Speaker 1: trustfulness that brought the matter to him. He resolved to
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  Speaker 1: be delicate, but wily honorable, strictly honorable, but steadily patiently separative.
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  Speaker 1: He paced his spacious study with his usual warning's work,
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  Speaker 1: neglected and rehearsed little sentences in his mind that might
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  Speaker 1: be effective in the approaching interview. There would probably be emotion.
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  Speaker 1: He would pat the lad on his shoulder and be
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  Speaker 1: himself a little emotional. I understand, my boy, he would say,
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  Speaker 1: I understand. Don't forget, my boy, that I've been a
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  Speaker 1: young man too, he would be emotional, he would be sympathetic.
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  Speaker 1: But also he must be a man of the world.
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  Speaker 1: Sort of thing that won't do, you know, my boy,
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  Speaker 1: sort of thing that people will not stand. A soldier's
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  Speaker 1: wife has to be a soldier's wife and nothing else.
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  Speaker 1: Your business is to serve the king, not to some celebrity. Lovely,
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  Speaker 1: no doubt. I don't deny the charm of her. But
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  Speaker 1: on the hoardings, my boy, Now, don't you think, don't
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  Speaker 1: you think there's some nice, pure girl somewhere, sweet as violets,
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  Speaker 1: new as the dawn, and ready to be yours. A girl,
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  Speaker 1: I mean, a maiden, fancy free, not how shall I
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  Speaker 1: put it, a woman of the world, wonderful, I admit,
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  Speaker 1: but seasoned public. My dear, dear boy, I knew your
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  Speaker 1: mother when she was a girl, A sweet, pure girl,
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  Speaker 1: a thing of dewey freshness. Ah well, I remember her
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  Speaker 1: all these years, my boy, nothing, it's difficult. Tears stood
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  Speaker 1: in his brave, old blue eyes as he elaborated such phrases.
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  Speaker 1: He went up and down, mumbling them through the defective
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  Speaker 1: teeth and the long mustache, and waving an eloquent hand.
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  Speaker 1: Sub Chapter two. When Lord Chickney's thoughts at once started
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  Speaker 1: in any direction, it was difficult to turn them aside.
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  Speaker 1: No doubt that concealed and repudiated deafness helped his natural
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  Speaker 1: perplexity of mind. Truth comes to some of us as
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  Speaker 1: a still small voice, but Lord Chickney needed shouting and prods,
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  Speaker 1: and Douglas did not get to him until he was
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  Speaker 1: finishing lunch. Moreover, it was the weakness of Captain Douglas
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  Speaker 1: to talk in jerky fragments and undertones rather than clearly
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  Speaker 1: and fully in the American fashion. Tell me all about it,
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  Speaker 1: my boy, said, Lord Chickney, Tell me all about it.
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  Speaker 1: Don't apologize for your clothes. I understand motor bicycle and
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  Speaker 1: just come up. But have you had any lunch? Eric? Alan, Uncle,
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  Speaker 1: not Eric, My brother is here well, I called him Alan.
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  Speaker 1: Tell me all about it. Tell me what has happened.
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  Speaker 1: What are you thinking of doing? Just put the positions
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  Speaker 1: before me to tell you the truth. I've been worrying
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  Speaker 1: over this business for some time. Didn't know you'd heard
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  Speaker 1: of it, Uncle. He can't have talked about it already anyhow,
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  Speaker 1: You see all the awkwardness of the situation. They say
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  Speaker 1: the old chaps are thundering, spiteful, old devil when he's roused.
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  Speaker 1: And there's no doubt he was roused tremendously. Lord Chickney
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  Speaker 1: was not listening very attentively. Indeed, he was also talking
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  Speaker 1: not clear to me there was another man in it.
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  Speaker 1: He was saying, that makes it more complicated. My boy
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  Speaker 1: makes the row acuter old fellow. Eh who They came
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  Speaker 1: to a pause at the same moment you speak so indistinctly,
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  Speaker 1: complained Lord Chickney. Who did you say? I thought you
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  Speaker 1: understood Lord Margaridge, Lord, Lord Margaridge, My dear boy, But
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  Speaker 1: how I thought you understood? Uncle? He doesn't want to
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  Speaker 1: marry her tut never why the man must be sixty
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  Speaker 1: if he's a day. Captain Douglas regarded his distinguished uncle
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  Speaker 1: for a moment with distressed eyes. Then he came nearer,
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  Speaker 1: raised his voice and spoke more deliberately. I don't know
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  Speaker 1: whether you quite understand, Uncle, I am talking about this
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  Speaker 1: affair at Shance last weekend. My dear boy, there's no
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  Speaker 1: need for you to shout, if only you don't mumble
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  Speaker 1: and clip your words and turn head over heels with
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  Speaker 1: your ideas. Just tell me about it plainly? Who is
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  Speaker 1: Shance one of those liberal peers. I seem to have
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  Speaker 1: heard the name Schantz. Uncle is the house the Laxtons have?
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  Speaker 1: You know? Lucy? Little Lucy? I remember her curls all
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  Speaker 1: down her back, married the milkman. But how does she
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  Speaker 1: come in Alan? The story's getting complicated, But that's the
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  Speaker 1: worst of these infernal affairs. They always do get complicated.
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  Speaker 1: Tangled skeins, Oh, what a tangled web we weave when
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  Speaker 1: we first venture to deceive, And now, like a sensible man,
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  Speaker 1: you want to get out of it. Captain Douglas was
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  Speaker 1: bright pink with the effort to control himself and keep
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  Speaker 1: perfectly plain and straightforward. His hair had become like tow
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  Speaker 1: and little beads of perspiration stood upon his forehead. I
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  Speaker 1: spent last weekend at Chance, he said. Lord Muggeridge also
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  Speaker 1: there weekending, got it into his head that I was
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  Speaker 1: pulling his leg. Naturally, my boy, if he goes philandering
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  Speaker 1: at his time of life, what else can he expect?
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  Speaker 1: It wasn't philandering, find distinctions, find distinctions, go on? Anyhow,
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  Speaker 1: he got it into his head that I was playing
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  Speaker 1: practical jokes upon him. Confused me with Eric. It led
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  Speaker 1: to a rather first classed row. I had to get
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  Speaker 1: out of the house, nothing else to do. He brought
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  Speaker 1: all sorts of accusations. Captain Douglas stopped short. His uncle
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  Speaker 1: was no longer attending to him. They had drifted to
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  Speaker 1: the window of the study, and the General was staring
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  Speaker 1: with an excitement and intelligence that grew visibly at the
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  Speaker 1: spectacle of Bielby and the trailer outside. For Bielby had
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  Speaker 1: been left in the trailer and he was sitting as
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  Speaker 1: good as gold, waiting for the next step in his
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  Speaker 1: vindication from the dark charge of burglary. He was very
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  Speaker 1: travel worn, and the trailer was time worn as well
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  Speaker 1: as travel worn, and both contrasted with the efficient, neatness
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  Speaker 1: and newness of the motor bicycle in front. The contrast
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  Speaker 1: had attracted the attention of a tall policeman who was
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  Speaker 1: standing in a state of eluciatory meditation regarding Bielby. Bielby
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  Speaker 1: was not regarding the policeman. He had the utmost confidence
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  Speaker 1: in Captain Douglas. He felt sure that he would presently
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  Speaker 1: be purged of all the horror of that dead old
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  Speaker 1: man and of the brief, unpremeditated plunge intocre, but still
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  Speaker 1: for the present. At any rate, he did not feel
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  Speaker 1: equal to staring a policeman out of countenance from the window.
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  Speaker 1: The policeman very largely obscured bielb. Whenever hearts are simple,
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  Speaker 1: there are lurks. Romance age cannot wither, nor custom stale
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  Speaker 1: her infinite diversity. Suddenly, out of your low, kindly diplomacies,
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  Speaker 1: your sane man of the world intentions leaps the imagination
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  Speaker 1: like a rocket flying from such safe securities, bang into
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  Speaker 1: the sky. So it happened to the old General. He
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  Speaker 1: became deaf to everything but the appearances before him. The
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  Speaker 1: world was jeweled with dazzling and delightful possibilities. His face
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  Speaker 1: was lit by a glow of genuine romantic excitement. He
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  Speaker 1: grasps his nephew's arm, He pointed, his grizzled cheeks flushed.
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  Speaker 1: That isn't he asked, with something verging upon admiration in
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  Speaker 1: his boots and manner, a certain lady in disguise sub
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  Speaker 1: Chapter three. It became clear to Captain Douglas that, if
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  Speaker 1: ever he was to get to Lord Marggeridge that day,
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  Speaker 1: he must take his uncle firmly in hand, without even
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  Speaker 1: attempting not to appear to shout, he cried, that is
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  Speaker 1: a little boy, that is my witness. It is most
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  Speaker 1: important that I should get him to Lord Morgeridge to
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  Speaker 1: tell his story. What story? Cried the old commander, pulling
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  Speaker 1: at his mustache and still eyeing b LB suspiciously. It
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  Speaker 1: took exactly half an hour to get Lord Chickney from
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  Speaker 1: that inquiry to the telephone, and even then he was
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  Speaker 1: still far from clear about the matter in hand. Captain
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  Speaker 1: Douglas got in most of the facts, but he could
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  Speaker 1: not eliminate an idea that it all had to do
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  Speaker 1: with Madeline. Whenever he tried to say clearly that she
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  Speaker 1: was entirely outside the question, the General patted his shoulder
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  Speaker 1: and looked very wise and kind, and said, my dear boy,
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  Speaker 1: I quite understand, I quite understand. Never mention a lady. No.
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  Speaker 1: So they started at last rather foggily so far as
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  Speaker 1: things of the mind went, though the sun that day
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  Speaker 1: was brilliant, and because of engine trouble in Port Street,
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  Speaker 1: the General's handsome reached tenby Little Street first, and he
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  Speaker 1: got in a good five minutes, preparing the Lord Chancellor
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  Speaker 1: tactfully and carefully before the bicycle and its trailer came
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  Speaker 1: upon the scene. Sub Chapter four. Candler had been packing
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  Speaker 1: that morning with unusual solicitude for a weekend at Tulliver Abbey.
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  Speaker 1: His master had returned from the catastrophe of Shan's fatigued
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  Speaker 1: and visibly aged and extraordinarily cross, and Chandler looked to
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  Speaker 1: Tulliver Abbey to restore him to his former self. Nothing
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  Speaker 1: must be forgotten, There must be no little hitches. Everything
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  Speaker 1: from first to last must go on oiled wheels, or
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  Speaker 1: it was clear his lordship might develop a desperate hostility
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  Speaker 1: to these excursions, excursions which Candler found singularly refreshing and
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  Speaker 1: entertaining during the stresses of the session. Tulliver Abbey was
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  Speaker 1: as good a house as chance was bad. Lady check
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  Speaker 1: Samington ruled with the softness of velvet and the strength
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  Speaker 1: of steel over a household of admirably efficient domestics, and
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  Speaker 1: there would be the best of people there, Mister Evesham,
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  Speaker 1: perhaps the Loopers, Lady Privett, Andrea Storia, and mister Pernambuco,
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  Speaker 1: great silken mellow personages and diamond like individualities. Amidst toomb
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  Speaker 1: Lord Maugeridge's mind would be restfully active and his comfort
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  Speaker 1: quite secure, and as far as possible, Candler wanted to
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  Speaker 1: get the books and papers his master needed into the
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  Speaker 1: trunk or the small valise. That habit of catching up
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  Speaker 1: everything at the last moment and putting it under his arm,
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  Speaker 1: and the consequent need for alert picking up meant friction
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  Speaker 1: and nervous wear and tear for both master and man.
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  Speaker 1: Lord Moggeridge rose at half past ten. He had been
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  Speaker 1: kept late overnight by a heated discussion at the Aristotlian,
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  Speaker 1: and breakfasted lightly upon a chop and coffee. Then something
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  Speaker 1: ruffled him, something that came with letters. Candler could not
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  Speaker 1: quite make out what it was, but he suspected another
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  Speaker 1: pamphlet by doctor Schiller. It could not be the chop,
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  Speaker 1: because Lord Muggeridge was always wonderfully successful with chops. Candlor
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  Speaker 1: looked through the envelopes and letters afterwards and found nothing diagnostic.
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  Speaker 1: And then he observed a copy of Mind torn across
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  Speaker 1: and lying in the waste paper basket. When I went
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  Speaker 1: out of the room, said Candler, discreetly, examining this very
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  Speaker 1: likely it's that there Shiller after all. But in this
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  Speaker 1: Candler was mistaken What had disturbed the Lord Chancellor was
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  Speaker 1: a coarsely disrespectful article on the absolute by a Cambridge
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  Speaker 1: Rhodes scholar, written in that flighty facetious strain that spreads
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  Speaker 1: now like a pestilence of a modern philosophical discussion. Does
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  Speaker 1: the absolute on Lord Moggeridge's own showing mean anything more
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  Speaker 1: than an eloquent oiliness uniformly distributed through space? And so on?
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  Speaker 1: Pretty bad? Lord Moggridge, early in life, had deliberately acquired
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  Speaker 1: a quite exceptional power of mental self control. He took
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  Speaker 1: his perturbed mind now and threw it forcibly into the
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  Speaker 1: consideration of a case upon which he had reserved judgment.
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  Speaker 1: He was to catch the three thirty five at Paddington,
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  Speaker 1: and at too he was smoking a cigar after a
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  Speaker 1: temperate lunch and reading over the notes of this judgment.
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  Speaker 1: It was then that the telephone bell became audible, and
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  Speaker 1: Candler came in to inform him that Lord Chickney was
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  Speaker 1: anxious to see him at once. Upon a man matter
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  Speaker 1: of some slight importance, slight importance, asked Lord Morgridge. Some
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  Speaker 1: slight importance, my lord, some slight it's lordship, my lord
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  Speaker 1: mumbles rather now his back teeth of gone, said Candler.
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  Speaker 1: But so I understand it. These apologetic assertive phrases annoy me, Candler,
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  Speaker 1: said Lord Morggridge over his shoulder. You see, he turned
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  Speaker 1: round and spoke very clearly. Either the matter is of
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  Speaker 1: importance or it is not of importance. A thing must
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  Speaker 1: either be or not be. I wish you would manage
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  Speaker 1: when you get messages on the telephone. But I suppose
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  Speaker 1: that is asking too much. Will you explain to him,
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  Speaker 1: Candler when we start and ask him? Candler, ask him
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  Speaker 1: what sort of matter it is? Candler returned after some parleying,
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  Speaker 1: so far as I can make his lordship out, my lord,
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  Speaker 1: he says, he wants to set you right about something,
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  Speaker 1: my lord. He says something about a little misapprehension. These diminutives,
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  Speaker 1: Candler killed sense. Does he say what sort? What sort
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  Speaker 1: of little misapprehension? He says something. I'm sorry, my lord,
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  Speaker 1: but it's about chance, my lord, that I don't want
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  Speaker 1: to hear about it, said Lord Margaredge. There was a pause.
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  Speaker 1: The Lord Chancellor resumed his reading with a deliberate obviousness.
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  Speaker 1: The butler hovered, I'm sorry, my lord, but I can't
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  Speaker 1: think exactly what I ought to say to his lordship,
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  Speaker 1: my Lord, tell him, tell him that I do not
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  Speaker 1: wish to hear anything more about chance forever. Simply Chandlor
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  Speaker 1: hesitated and went out, shutting the door carefully lest any
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  Speaker 1: fragment of his halting rendering of this message to Lord
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  Speaker 1: Chickney should reach his master's ears. Lord Margaredge's powers of
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  Speaker 1: mental control were, I say, very great. He could dismiss
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  Speaker 1: subjects from his mind absolutely. In a few instants. He
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  Speaker 1: had completely forgotten Shance and was making notes with a
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  Speaker 1: silver cased pencil on the margins of his draft judgment
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  Speaker 1: sub Chapter five. He became aware that Candler had returned
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  Speaker 1: his lordship, Lord Chickney, My lord is very persistent, my Lord.
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  Speaker 1: He's rung up twice. He says now that he makes
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  Speaker 1: a personal matter of it come up. May He says,
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  Speaker 1: he wishes to speak for two minutes to your lordship
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  Speaker 1: over the telephone. My Lord. He vouchsafes no further information.
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  Speaker 1: Lord Margaredge meditated over the end of his third after
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  Speaker 1: lunch cigar. His man watched the end of his left
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  Speaker 1: eyebrow as an engineer might watch a steam gage. There
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  Speaker 1: were no signs of an explosion. He must come, Candler,
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  Speaker 1: his lordship said, at last, Oh, Candler, my Lord put
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  Speaker 1: the bags and things in a conspicuous position in the hall. Candler,
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  Speaker 1: change yourself and see that you look thoroughly like trains,
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  Speaker 1: and in fact have everything ready, prominently ready. Candler. Then
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  Speaker 1: once more Lord Margeridge concentrated his mind sub chapter six
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  Speaker 1: to him. There presently entered Lord Chickney. Lord Chickney had
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  Speaker 1: been twice round the world, and he had seen many
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  Speaker 1: strange and dustky peoples, and many remarkable customs and peculiar
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  Speaker 1: prejudices which he had never failed to despise. But he
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  Speaker 1: had never completely shaken off the county family ideas in
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  Speaker 1: which he had been brought up. He believed that there
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  Speaker 1: was an incurable difference in spirit between quite good people
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  Speaker 1: like himself and men from down below, like Margeridge, who
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  Speaker 1: was the son of an Exeter chorister. He believed that
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  Speaker 1: these men from Noah always cherished the profoundest respect for
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  Speaker 1: the real thing, like himself, that they were greedy for
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  Speaker 1: association and gratified by notice. And so, for the life
• 21:09
  Speaker 1: of him he could not approach Lord Morggeridge without a
• 21:12
  Speaker 1: faint sense of condescension. He saluted him as my dear
• 21:18
  Speaker 1: Lord Morggeridge, wrung his hand with effusion and asked him kind,
• 21:23
  Speaker 1: almost district, visiting questions about his younger brother and the
• 21:26
  Speaker 1: aspect of his house. And you are just off I
• 21:30
  Speaker 1: see for a week end these amenities. The Lord Chancellor acknowledged,
• 21:35
  Speaker 1: by faint gruntings and an almost imperceptible movement of his eyebrows.
• 21:41
  Speaker 1: There was a matter, he said, some little matter on
• 21:44
  Speaker 1: which she wanted to consult me. Well, said Lord Jickney,
• 21:49
  Speaker 1: and rubbed his chin. Yes, yes, there was a little matter,
• 21:54
  Speaker 1: a little trouble of an urgent nature. Yes, yes, exactly,
• 22:01
  Speaker 1: just a little complicated, you know, not quite simple. The
• 22:06
  Speaker 1: dear old Soldier's manner became almost seductive. One of these
• 22:11
  Speaker 1: difficult little affairs where one has to remember that one
• 22:15
  Speaker 1: is a man of the world, you know, a little
• 22:17
  Speaker 1: complication about a lady known to you both. But one
• 22:22
  Speaker 1: must make concessions. One must understand. The boy has a witness.
• 22:27
  Speaker 1: Things are not as you suppose them to be. Lord
• 22:32
  Speaker 1: Morgeridge had a clean conscience about ladies. He drew out
• 22:35
  Speaker 1: his watch and looked at it aggressively. He kept it
• 22:39
  Speaker 1: in his hand during his subsequent remarks. I must confess,
• 22:44
  Speaker 1: he declared, I have not the remotest idea. If you
• 22:48
  Speaker 1: will be so good as to be elementary? What is
• 22:52
  Speaker 1: it all about? You? See? I knew the lad's mother,
• 22:57
  Speaker 1: said Lord Chickney. In fact, he became insanely confidential under
• 23:04
  Speaker 1: happier circumstances. Don't misunderstand me, Mockeridge. I mean no evil,
• 23:09
  Speaker 1: but he might have been my son. I feel for
• 23:11
  Speaker 1: him like a son. Subchapter seven. When presently Captain Douglas,
• 23:20
  Speaker 1: a little heated from his engine trouble, came into the
• 23:23
  Speaker 1: room he had left Bielby with candler in the hall,
• 23:26
  Speaker 1: It was instantly manifest to him that the work of
• 23:28
  Speaker 1: preparation had been inadequately performed. One minute more, my dear Allan,
• 23:35
  Speaker 1: cried Lord Chickney. Lord Muggeridge, with eyebrows waving and watch
• 23:40
  Speaker 1: in hand, was of a different opinion. He addressed himself
• 23:43
  Speaker 1: to Captain Douglas. There isn't a minute more, he said,
• 23:48
  Speaker 1: What is all this? This philoprogenitive rigamarole? About? Why have
• 23:54
  Speaker 1: you come to me? My cab is outside. Now, all
• 23:58
  Speaker 1: this about ladies and witnesses? What is it? Perfectly simple,
• 24:04
  Speaker 1: My lord, you imagine that I played practical jokes upon
• 24:07
  Speaker 1: you at chance I didn't I have a witness the
• 24:10
  Speaker 1: attack upon you downstairs, the noise in your room, Have
• 24:15
  Speaker 1: I any guarantee it's the steward's boy from Schanz. Your
• 24:20
  Speaker 1: man outside knows him, saw him in the steward's room.
• 24:24
  Speaker 1: He made the trouble for you and and me, and
• 24:26
  Speaker 1: he ran away. Just caught him, not exchanged thirty words
• 24:29
  Speaker 1: with him, half a dozen questions. Settle everything. Then you'll
• 24:33
  Speaker 1: know nothing for you but the utmost respect. Lord Margaredge
• 24:39
  Speaker 1: pressed his lips together and resisted convinction. In consideration, interpolated
• 24:45
  Speaker 1: Lord Chickney. Feelings of an old fellow, old soldier boy
• 24:50
  Speaker 1: means no harm with the rudeness of one's sorely tried,
• 24:55
  Speaker 1: the Lord Chancellor thrust the old general aside. Oh, he said, Oh.
• 25:01
  Speaker 1: And then to Captain Douglas one minute, where's your witness?
• 25:07
  Speaker 1: The Captain opened a door Beelby found himself bundled into
• 25:10
  Speaker 1: the presence of two celebrated men. Tell him, said Captain Douglas,
• 25:16
  Speaker 1: and look sharp about it. Tell me, plainly, cried Lord Chancellor,
• 25:21
  Speaker 1: and be quick he put such a point on quick
• 25:26
  Speaker 1: that it made Beebe jump tell him, said the general
• 25:30
  Speaker 1: more gently. Don't be afraid, well, began Beeby, after one
• 25:37
  Speaker 1: accumulating pause. It was m told me to do it.
• 25:40
  Speaker 1: He said you could go in there. The captain would
• 25:44
  Speaker 1: have interrupted, but the Lord Chancellor restrained him by a
• 25:47
  Speaker 1: magnificent gesture of the hand holding the watch. He told
• 25:52
  Speaker 1: you to do it, he said, I knew he did.
• 25:54
  Speaker 1: Now listen. He told you practically to go in and
• 25:57
  Speaker 1: do anything you could. Yes, sir, woe took possession of Bielby.
• 26:04
  Speaker 1: I didn't do any harm to the old gentleman. But
• 26:08
  Speaker 1: who told you? Cried the captain who told you? Lord
• 26:13
  Speaker 1: Morgridge annihilated him with arm and eyebrows. He held Bealby,
• 26:17
  Speaker 1: fascinated by a pointing finger. Don't do more than answer
• 26:22
  Speaker 1: the questions. I have thirty seconds more. He told you
• 26:25
  Speaker 1: to go in. He made you go in at the
• 26:28
  Speaker 1: earliest possible opportunity. You got away. I just nipped out enough.
• 26:34
  Speaker 1: And now, sir, how dare you come here without even
• 26:37
  Speaker 1: a plausible lie? How dare you, after your intolerable tomfoolery,
• 26:41
  Speaker 1: at chance confront me again with fresh tomfoolery? How dare
• 26:45
  Speaker 1: you drag in your gallant and venerable uncle in this
• 26:48
  Speaker 1: last preposterous I suppose you would call it lark. I
• 26:53
  Speaker 1: suppose you would prepared that little wrench with some fine story.
• 26:57
  Speaker 1: Little you know of false witness. At the first question,
• 27:00
  Speaker 1: he breaks down. He does not even begin his lie.
• 27:04
  Speaker 1: He at least knows the difference between my standards and yours. Candler, Candler, Candler, appeared,
• 27:13
  Speaker 1: these these gentlemen are going. Is everything ready? The cab
• 27:20
  Speaker 1: is at the door, my lord, the usual cab. Captain
• 27:25
  Speaker 1: Douglas made one last desperate Ever, sir, he said, my
• 27:29
  Speaker 1: lord the Lord Chancellor turned upon him with a face
• 27:34
  Speaker 1: that he sought to keep calm, though the eyebrows waved
• 27:37
  Speaker 1: and streamed like black smoke in a gale. Captain Douglas,
• 27:42
  Speaker 1: he said, you are probably not aware of the demands
• 27:45
  Speaker 1: upon the time and patience of a public servant in
• 27:48
  Speaker 1: such a position as mine. You see the world, no doubt,
• 27:52
  Speaker 1: as a vastly entertaining fabric upon which you can embroider
• 27:56
  Speaker 1: your your facetious arrangements. Well it is not so, It
• 28:01
  Speaker 1: is real. It is earnest. You may sneer at the
• 28:05
  Speaker 1: simplicity of an old man. But what I tell you
• 28:08
  Speaker 1: of life is true. Comic effect does not believe me
• 28:12
  Speaker 1: its goal. And you, sir, you, sir, you impress me
• 28:16
  Speaker 1: as an intolerably foolish, flippant and a necessary young man. Flippant, unnecessary, foolish.
• 28:24
  Speaker 1: As he said these words, Candler approached him with a
• 28:27
  Speaker 1: dust coat of a peculiar fineness and dignity, and he
• 28:30
  Speaker 1: uttered the last words over his protruded chest, while Candler
• 28:34
  Speaker 1: assisted his arms into his sleeves. My Lord, said Captain
• 28:39
  Speaker 1: Douglas again, but his resolution was deserting him. No, said
• 28:43
  Speaker 1: the Lord Chancellor, leaning forward in a minatory manner, while
• 28:46
  Speaker 1: Candler pulled down the tail of his jacket and adjusted
• 28:49
  Speaker 1: the collar of his overcoat. Uncle, said Captain Douglas. No,
• 28:56
  Speaker 1: said the General, with the curt decision of a soldier,
• 28:59
  Speaker 1: and earned exactly ninety degrees away from him. You little
• 29:04
  Speaker 1: know how you have hurt me, Allan, You little know.
• 29:08
  Speaker 1: I couldn't have imagined it. The Douglas strain, false witness
• 29:13
  Speaker 1: an insult. I am sorry, my dear Muggeridge, beyond measure.
• 29:20
  Speaker 1: I quite understand you are as much a victim as myself,
• 29:23
  Speaker 1: quite a more foolish attempt. I am sorry to be
• 29:26
  Speaker 1: in this hurry. Oh, you damned little fool, said the captain,
• 29:31
  Speaker 1: and advanced a step toward the perplexed and shrinking Bealby.
• 29:34
  Speaker 1: You imbecile, little trickster. What do you mean by it?
• 29:39
  Speaker 1: I didn't mean anything. Then suddenly the thought of Madeline,
• 29:43
  Speaker 1: sweet and overpowering came into the head of this distraught
• 29:46
  Speaker 1: young man. He had risked losing her, he had slighted
• 29:50
  Speaker 1: and insulted her, And here he was entangled. Here he
• 29:56
  Speaker 1: was in a position of nearly inconceivable foolishness to assault
• 30:00
  Speaker 1: a dirty and silly little boy in the presence of
• 30:03
  Speaker 1: the Lord Chancellor and Uncle Chickney. The world he felt
• 30:07
  Speaker 1: was lost and not well lost. And she was lost too.
• 30:12
  Speaker 1: Even now, while he pursued these follies, she might be
• 30:15
  Speaker 1: consoling her wounded pride. He perceived that love is a
• 30:19
  Speaker 1: supreme thing in life. He perceived that he who divides
• 30:23
  Speaker 1: his purposes scatters his life to the four winds of heaven.
• 30:27
  Speaker 1: A vehement resolved to cut the whole of this beelbe
• 30:30
  Speaker 1: business pounced upon him. In that moment, he ceased to
• 30:34
  Speaker 1: care for reputation, for appearances, for the resentment of Lord
• 30:37
  Speaker 1: Maggeridge or the good intentions of Uncle Chickney. He turned,
• 30:42
  Speaker 1: he rushed out of the room. He escaped by unparalleled
• 30:46
  Speaker 1: gymnastics the worst consequences of an encounter with the Lord
• 30:49
  Speaker 1: Chancellor's bag, which the under butler had placed rather tactlessly
• 30:53
  Speaker 1: between the doors, crossed the wide and dignified hall, and
• 30:57
  Speaker 1: in another moment, had his engine going, and was strunguggling
• 31:00
  Speaker 1: to mount his machine in the street without his face
• 31:04
  Speaker 1: expressed an almost apoplectic concentration. He narrowly missed the noses
• 31:09
  Speaker 1: of a pair of horses in the carriage of Lady
• 31:11
  Speaker 1: Beach Mandarin, made an extraordinary curve to spare a fishmonger's tricycle,
• 31:17
  Speaker 1: shaved the front and completely destroyed the gesture of that
• 31:20
  Speaker 1: eminent actor manager, mister Pomegranate, who was crossing the road
• 31:25
  Speaker 1: in his usual inadvertent fashion. And then he was popping
• 31:29
  Speaker 1: and throbbing and banging round the corner, and on his
• 31:32
  Speaker 1: way back to the lovely and irresistible woman who was
• 31:35
  Speaker 1: exerting so disastrous an influence upon his career. Subchapter eight.
• 31:42
  Speaker 1: The Captain fled from London in the utmost fury and
• 31:45
  Speaker 1: to the general danger of the public. His heart was
• 31:48
  Speaker 1: full of wicked blasphemies, shoutings, and self reproaches, but outwardly
• 31:53
  Speaker 1: he seemed only pinkly intent. And as he crossed an open,
• 31:57
  Speaker 1: breezy common and passed by a milestone bearing this inscription
• 32:02
  Speaker 1: to London thirteen miles, his hind tire burst conclusively with
• 32:07
  Speaker 1: a massive report sub Chapter nine. In every life there
• 32:13
  Speaker 1: are crucial moments, turning points, and not infrequently it is
• 32:17
  Speaker 1: just such a thing as this, a report, a sudden
• 32:21
  Speaker 1: waking in the night, a flash upon the road to Damascus,
• 32:25
  Speaker 1: that Marx and precipitates. The accumulating new vehemence is not concentration.
• 32:31
  Speaker 1: The headlong violence of the captain had been no expression
• 32:34
  Speaker 1: of a single minded purpose, of a soul, all gathered
• 32:37
  Speaker 1: together to an end. Far less a pursuit had it
• 32:41
  Speaker 1: been than a flight, a flight from his own dissensions.
• 32:46
  Speaker 1: And now now he was held. After he had attempted
• 32:51
  Speaker 1: a few plausible repairs and found the tire obdurate, after
• 32:55
  Speaker 1: he had addressed ill chosen remonstrances to some unnamed hearer,
• 33:00
  Speaker 1: he had walked some way along the road and back,
• 33:02
  Speaker 1: and an indecision about repair shops in some neighboring town.
• 33:06
  Speaker 1: The last dregs of his resistance were spent. He perceived
• 33:11
  Speaker 1: that he was in the presence of a lesson. He
• 33:14
  Speaker 1: sat down by the roadside, some twenty feet from the
• 33:17
  Speaker 1: disabled motor bicycle, and impotent for further effort, frankly admitted
• 33:22
  Speaker 1: himself overtaken. He had not reckoned with punctures. The pursuing
• 33:27
  Speaker 1: questions came clamoring upon him, and would no longer be denied.
• 33:31
  Speaker 1: Who he was, and what he was, and how he was,
• 33:35
  Speaker 1: and the meaning of this rare bait he had been in,
• 33:39
  Speaker 1: and all those deep questions that are so systematically neglected
• 33:42
  Speaker 1: in the haste and excitement of modern life. In short,
• 33:47
  Speaker 1: for the first time, and many had long days, he
• 33:49
  Speaker 1: asked himself, simply and plainly what he thought he was
• 33:52
  Speaker 1: up to. Certain things became clear, and so minutely and
• 33:58
  Speaker 1: exactly clear, that it was incredible that they had ever
• 34:00
  Speaker 1: for a moment been obscure. Of course, Bielby had been
• 34:05
  Speaker 1: a perfectly honest little boy under some sort of misconception,
• 34:09
  Speaker 1: And of course he ought to have been carefully coached
• 34:12
  Speaker 1: and prepared and rehearsed before he was put before the
• 34:14
  Speaker 1: Lord Chancellor. This was so manifest now that the Captain
• 34:18
  Speaker 1: stared aghast at his own inconceivable negligence. But the mischief
• 34:23
  Speaker 1: was done. Nothing now would ever propitiate Margeridge, nothing now
• 34:28
  Speaker 1: would ever reconcile Uncle Chickney. That was settled. But what
• 34:34
  Speaker 1: was not settled was the amazing disorder of his own mind.
• 34:38
  Speaker 1: Why had he been so negligent? What had come over
• 34:41
  Speaker 1: his mind in the last few weeks? And this sudden,
• 34:45
  Speaker 1: strange illumination of the Captain's mind went so far as
• 34:48
  Speaker 1: perceiving that the really important concern for him was not
• 34:51
  Speaker 1: the accidents of Schanz, but this epilepsy of his own will.
• 34:56
  Speaker 1: Why now was he rushing back to Madeline? Why he
• 35:00
  Speaker 1: did not love her? He knew he did not love
• 35:03
  Speaker 1: her on the whole. More than anything else, he resented her.
• 35:08
  Speaker 1: But he was excited about her. He was so excited
• 35:12
  Speaker 1: that these other muddles, fluctuations, follies came as a natural
• 35:16
  Speaker 1: consequence from that. Out of this excitement came those wild
• 35:20
  Speaker 1: floods of angry energy that made him career about like
• 35:24
  Speaker 1: some damn cracker, said the Captain. For instance, he asked himself, now,
• 35:31
  Speaker 1: what am I going for. If I go back, she'll
• 35:35
  Speaker 1: probably behave like an offended queen. Doesn't seem to understand
• 35:39
  Speaker 1: anything that does not focus on herself, wants a sort
• 35:41
  Speaker 1: of limelight lover. She relies upon exciting me, she relies
• 35:48
  Speaker 1: upon exciting everyone. She's just a woman specialized for excitement.
• 35:54
  Speaker 1: And after meditating through a profound minute upon this judgment,
• 35:57
  Speaker 1: the captain pronounced these two making words, I won't sub
• 36:07
  Speaker 1: chapter ten. The Captain's mind was now in a state
• 36:12
  Speaker 1: of almost violent lucidity. This sex stuff, he said, First
• 36:17
  Speaker 1: I kept it under too tight, and now I've let
• 36:19
  Speaker 1: it rip too loose. I've been just a distracted fool,
• 36:24
  Speaker 1: with my head swimming with meetings and embraces and frills.
• 36:28
  Speaker 1: He produced some long and pending generalizations. Not a man's work,
• 36:33
  Speaker 1: this lover business, dancing about in a world of petticoats
• 36:37
  Speaker 1: and powder puffs and attentions and jealousies, rotten game played
• 36:42
  Speaker 1: off against some other man. I'll be hanged if I
• 36:45
  Speaker 1: am have to put women in their places, make a
• 36:50
  Speaker 1: hash of everything. If we don't, then for a time,
• 36:54
  Speaker 1: the captain meditated in silence and chewed his knuckle. His
• 36:58
  Speaker 1: face darkened to a scowl. He swore, as though some
• 37:01
  Speaker 1: thought twisted and tormented him. Let some other man get her,
• 37:06
  Speaker 1: think of her with some other man. I don't care,
• 37:11
  Speaker 1: he said, when obviously he did. There's other women in
• 37:16
  Speaker 1: the world. A man, a man mustn't care for that.
• 37:22
  Speaker 1: It's this or that, said the captain. Anyhow, subchapter eleven.
• 37:31
  Speaker 1: Suddenly the captain's mind was made up and done. He
• 37:35
  Speaker 1: rose to his feet, and his face was firm and tranquil,
• 37:37
  Speaker 1: and now nearer pallor than pink. He left his bicycle
• 37:41
  Speaker 1: and trailer by the wayside. Even as Christian left his burden.
• 37:45
  Speaker 1: He asked a passing nurse girl the way to the
• 37:47
  Speaker 1: nearest railway station, and thither he went. Incidentally, and because
• 37:52
  Speaker 1: the opportunity offered, he called in upon a cyclist's repair
• 37:55
  Speaker 1: shop and committed his abandoned machinery to its keeping. He
• 37:59
  Speaker 1: went straight to London, changed at his flat, dined at
• 38:02
  Speaker 1: his club, and caught the night train for France. For
• 38:06
  Speaker 1: France and whatever was left of the Grand Maneuvers, he
• 38:10
  Speaker 1: wrote a letter to Madeline from the est train next day,
• 38:13
  Speaker 1: using their customary endurements, avoiding any discussion of their relations,
• 38:17
  Speaker 1: and describing the scenery of the Seene Valley and the
• 38:20
  Speaker 1: characteristics of Roan in a few vivid and masterly phrases.
• 38:24
  Speaker 1: If she's worth having, she'll understand, said the captain, But
• 38:28
  Speaker 1: he knew perfectly well she would not understand. Missus Greege
• 38:33
  Speaker 1: noted this letter among the others, and afterwards she was
• 38:36
  Speaker 1: must exercised by Madeline's behavior, for suddenly that line became
• 38:42
  Speaker 1: extraordinarily gay and joyous in her bearing, singing snatches of song,
• 38:46
  Speaker 1: and bubbling over with suggestions for larks and picnics and
• 38:49
  Speaker 1: wild excursions. She patted mister Geegje on the shoulder and
• 38:54
  Speaker 1: ran her arm through the arm of Professor Bowles. Both
• 38:57
  Speaker 1: gentlemen received these familiarities with the guy Conus that Missus
• 39:01
  Speaker 1: Geege found contemptible, and moreover, Madeleine drew several shy strangers
• 39:07
  Speaker 1: into their circle. She invited the management to a happy participation.
• 39:12
  Speaker 1: Her great idea was a moonlight picnic. We'll have a
• 39:16
  Speaker 1: great camp fire, and afterwards we'll dance this very night.
• 39:20
  Speaker 1: But wouldn't it be better tomorrow? Tonight? Tomorrow, perhaps Captain
• 39:24
  Speaker 1: Douglas may be back again, and he's so good at
• 39:27
  Speaker 1: all these things. Missus Geege knew better because she had
• 39:32
  Speaker 1: seen the French stamp on the letter. But she meant
• 39:34
  Speaker 1: to get to the bottom of this business, and thus
• 39:36
  Speaker 1: it was she said this. I've sent him back to
• 39:40
  Speaker 1: his soldiering, said Madeline serinly. He has better things to do.
• 39:45
  Speaker 1: Sub Chapter twelve. For some moments after the unceremonious departure
• 39:50
  Speaker 1: of Captain Douglas from the presence of Lord Mogridge, it
• 39:54
  Speaker 1: did not occur to anyone. It did not occur even
• 39:56
  Speaker 1: to bie Oby that the captain had left his witness
• 39:59
  Speaker 1: behind him. The General and the Lord Chancellor moved into
• 40:03
  Speaker 1: the hall, and Bielby, under the sway of a swift,
• 40:06
  Speaker 1: compelling gesture from Candler, followed modestly. The same current swept
• 40:11
  Speaker 1: them all out into the portico, and while the under
• 40:13
  Speaker 1: butler whistled up a hansom for the General, the Lord Chancellor,
• 40:17
  Speaker 1: with a dignity that was at once polite and rapid,
• 40:20
  Speaker 1: and Candler gravely protective and little reproving, departed. Bielby, slowly
• 40:26
  Speaker 1: apprehending their desertion, regarded the world of London with perplexity
• 40:30
  Speaker 1: and dismay. Candler had gone. The last of the gentlemen
• 40:34
  Speaker 1: was going the under butler, Bielby felt was no friend.
• 40:39
  Speaker 1: Under butlers never are. Lord Chickney, in the very act
• 40:43
  Speaker 1: of entering his cab, had his coat tail tugged. He
• 40:47
  Speaker 1: looked inquiringly, Please, sir, there's me, said Bioby. Lord Chickney reflected, well,
• 40:56
  Speaker 1: he said, the spirit of Bioby was now greatly abase.
• 41:00
  Speaker 1: His face and voice betrayed him on the verge of tears.
• 41:04
  Speaker 1: I want to go home to Chance, sir. Well, my boy,
• 41:08
  Speaker 1: go home, go home. I mean to Chance. He's gone, sir,
• 41:13
  Speaker 1: said Bielby. Lord Chickney was a good hearted man, and
• 41:18
  Speaker 1: he knew that a certain public kindness and disregard of
• 41:21
  Speaker 1: appearances looks far better and is infinitely more popular than
• 41:24
  Speaker 1: a punctilious dignity. He took Bielby to Waterloo, and his
• 41:28
  Speaker 1: hansom got him a third class ticket to Chelseam, tipped
• 41:31
  Speaker 1: a porter to see him safely into his train, and
• 41:34
  Speaker 1: dismissed him in the most fatherly manner. Sub Chapter thirteen.
• 41:40
  Speaker 1: It was well after tea time, Bielby felt, as he
• 41:43
  Speaker 1: came once more within the boundaries of the Chance estate.
• 41:48
  Speaker 1: It was a wiser and a graver Bielby who returned
• 41:51
  Speaker 1: from this week of miscellaneous adventure. He did not clearly
• 41:55
  Speaker 1: understand all that had happened to him. In particular, he
• 41:58
  Speaker 1: was puzzled by the extreme annoy Yenson's sudden departure of
• 42:01
  Speaker 1: Captain Douglas from the presence of Lord Margridge. But this
• 42:04
  Speaker 1: gentle impression was that he had been in great peril
• 42:07
  Speaker 1: of dire punishment, and that he had been rather hastily
• 42:10
  Speaker 1: and ignominiously reprieved. The nice old gentleman with the long
• 42:15
  Speaker 1: gray mustaches had dismissed him to the train at last,
• 42:18
  Speaker 1: with a quality of benediction. The belbe understood now better
• 42:22
  Speaker 1: than he had done before, that adventures do not always
• 42:25
  Speaker 1: turn out well for the boy hero, and that the
• 42:28
  Speaker 1: social system has a number of dangerous and disagreeable holes
• 42:32
  Speaker 1: at the bottom. He had reached the beginnings of wisdom.
• 42:37
  Speaker 1: He was glad he had got away from the tramp,
• 42:39
  Speaker 1: and still gladder that he had got away from Crayminster.
• 42:43
  Speaker 1: He was glad he had got away from the tramp,
• 42:45
  Speaker 1: and still gladder that he had got away from Crayminster.
• 42:48
  Speaker 1: He was sorry that he would never see the beautiful
• 42:50
  Speaker 1: lady again, and perplexed and perplexed. And also he was
• 42:54
  Speaker 1: interested in the probability of his mother having toast for tea.
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  Speaker 1: It must he felt to be a long time after
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  Speaker 1: tea time quite late. He had weighed the advisability of
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  Speaker 1: returning quietly to his windowless bedroom under the stairs, putting
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  Speaker 1: on his little green apron, and emerging with a dutiful
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  Speaker 1: sung freight as if nothing had happened, on the one hand,
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  Speaker 1: or of going to the gardens on the other. But
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  Speaker 1: tea with eatables seemed more probable. At the gardens, he
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  Speaker 1: was deflected from the direct route across the park by
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  Speaker 1: a long, deep trench that someone had made and abandoned
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  Speaker 1: since the previous Sunday morning. He wondered what it was for.
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  Speaker 1: He was certainly very ugly, And as he came out
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  Speaker 1: by the trees and got the full effect of the facade,
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  Speaker 1: he detected a strangely bandaged quality about Shantz. It was
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  Speaker 1: as if Schantz had recently been in a fight and
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  Speaker 1: got a black eye. Then he saw the reason for this.
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  Speaker 1: One tower was swathed and scaffolding. He wondered what could
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  Speaker 1: have happened to the tower. Then his own troubles resumed
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  Speaker 1: their way. He was so fortunate as to not meet
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  Speaker 1: his father in the gardens, and he entered the house
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  Speaker 1: so meekly that his mother did not look up from
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  Speaker 1: the cashmere she was sewing. She was sitting at the table,
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  Speaker 1: sowing some newly dyed black cashmere. He was astonished at
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  Speaker 1: her extreme pallor and the drooping resignation of her pose. Mother,
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  Speaker 1: he said, And she looked up convulsively and stared stared
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  Speaker 1: with bright, round astonished eyes. I'm sorry, mother, I haven't
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  Speaker 1: been quite a good steward's room boy. Mother. If I
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  Speaker 1: could have another go, mother, he halted for a moment,
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  Speaker 1: astonished that she said nothing, but only sat with that
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  Speaker 1: strange expression and opened and shut her mouth. Really, I'd try, mother.
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  Speaker 1: End of Chapter eight end of bielby a Holiday by H. G.
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  Speaker 1: Wells