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"A gentle-roo him"

"Of course, yes To be sure"

Mr Bennett heaved himself out of the deck-chair Beyond the French s he could see an indistinct for on which Sir Mallaby Marlowe's clerk--as taking those Schultz and Bowen papers for him to America--had written that he would call To-day was Friday; no doubt thefrom Southa-room, and found Mr Jno Peters with an expression on his ill-favored face, which looked like one of consternation, of uneasiness, even of alarood of you to run down Take a seat, and I'll just go through the few notes I have made about the matter"

"Mr Bennett," exclaimed Jno Peters "May-- to say? What is it?"

Mr Peters cleared his throat aardly He was feeling embarrassed at the unpleasantness of the duty which he had to perform, but it was a duty, and he did not intend to shrink froh the drawing-rooht of the unforgettable for-block on her knee, he had realised that he could not go away in silence, leaving Mr Bennett ignorant of what he was up against

One almost inclines to fancy that there must have been a curse of some kind on this house of Windles Certainly everybody who entered it seemed to leave his peace ofnotably happy during his journey in the train from London, and the subsequent walk fro had soothed his nerves, and the faint wind that blew inshore froly of adventure and ro-room table, and he had derived considerable pleasure fro at it In short, Jno Peters was in the pink, without a care in the world, until he had looked out of theand seen Billie

"Mr Bennett," he said, "I don't want to do anybody any harm, and, if you know all about it, and she suits you, well and good; but I think it is ht in the head I don't say she's dangerous, but she isn't compos She decidedly is not compos, Mr Bennett!"