FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   48   49   50   51   52   53   54   55   56   57   58   59   60   61   62   63   64   65   66   67   68   69   70   71   72  
73   74   75   76   77   78   79   80   81   82   83   84   85   86   87   88   89   90   91   92   93   94   95   96   97   >>   >|  
dy marched directly into the breach. "If you and John are looking for Natalie," she said, "you'll find her in the library with Dad. How do you do, John?" "Pretty well, I thank you, Flibbertigibbet. It is really your husband whom I came to see, Mrs. Rathbawne. I've a little business with him, so, for the moment, I'll have to give Natalie the cold shoulder." "Oh!" said Mrs. Rathbawne, lifting her fat hands. "Of _course_, Lieutenant-Governor! I understand _perfectly_. Business before pleasure, _always_. Go right in, won't you, and send Natalie here to me. _I'll_ stay here. Aren't we going to have tea, Dorothy? Oh, _do_ try to sit up straight, my dear!" Natalie and her father were bending low over a great portfolio, their heads close together in the yellow glow of the table-lamp, which was the only light in the room. Rathbawne looked up with a grim smile, as the Lieutenant-Governor entered. "Pottering over my autographs, again, you see," he remarked. "I've been neglecting them shamefully, of late--eh, Natalie? Didn't have the time. It looks just now as if I wouldn't have to complain again of lack of leisure for quite a while!" "It was that I dropped in to see you about," said Barclay, striving, with only partial success, to keep the exultation out of his voice. "You may not be in for so much leisure as you imagine, Mr. Rathbawne. You may not get much of a holiday, after all." Without for an instant losing the Lieutenant-Governor's eye, Rathbawne reached out and touched his daughter on the arm. "Oh, Dad!" she said reproachfully. "There's no need for her to go, sir," added Barclay, "unless you wish it. I bring only good news." Acquiescing, Rathbawne drew Natalie close to him, passing one arm across her shoulders, so that his gnarled hand rested firmly on the delicate fabric of her sleeve. Between these two there had always lain a sympathy, an affection, a mutuality of comprehension, more like the relation of husband and wife than that of child and parent. "Nothing but good news?" answered Rathbawne. "Go on. What is it?" "News not so much of actual happenings as of potentialities," said the Lieutenant-Governor. "Last night I had to say to you that in the cause of right I was as powerless to aid you as a baby. To-night, I have come to tell you that I am in a position to see justice done, and that I will." In detail, his voice ringing with enthusiasm and confidence, he described the interview of that
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   48   49   50   51   52   53   54   55   56   57   58   59   60   61   62   63   64   65   66   67   68   69   70   71   72  
73   74   75   76   77   78   79   80   81   82   83   84   85   86   87   88   89   90   91   92   93   94   95   96   97   >>   >|  



Top keywords:

Rathbawne

 

Natalie

 

Lieutenant

 
Governor
 

leisure

 
Barclay
 

husband

 

daughter

 
reproachfully
 
justice

position

 

detail

 
imagine
 
ringing
 
enthusiasm
 

interview

 

confidence

 

instant

 

losing

 
reached

Without

 
holiday
 

touched

 

Acquiescing

 

potentialities

 

comprehension

 
mutuality
 
sympathy
 

affection

 

happenings


relation

 

Nothing

 

answered

 

actual

 

parent

 

powerless

 

shoulders

 
gnarled
 

passing

 

Between


sleeve
 

fabric

 
rested
 
firmly
 
delicate
 

shamefully

 

understand

 
perfectly
 
Business
 

shoulder