[The Red Thumb Mark by R. Austin Freeman]@TWC D-Link bookThe Red Thumb Mark CHAPTER XII 8/11
He seemed highly pleased with his brief, and spoke with great admiration of Thorndyke." "Did he really say that--that he was confident of an acquittal ?" Her voice was breathless and unsteady, and she was clearly, as she had said, quite unstrung.
"What a relief it is," she murmured incoherently; "and so very, very kind of you!" She wiped her eyes and laughed a queer, shaky little laugh; then, quite suddenly, she burst into a passion of sobbing. Hardly conscious of what I did, I drew her gently towards me, and rested her head on my shoulder whilst I whispered into her ear I know not what words of consolation; but I am sure that I called her "dear Juliet," and probably used other expressions equally improper and reprehensible. Presently she recovered herself, and, having dried her eyes, regarded me somewhat shamefacedly, blushing hotly, but smiling very sweetly nevertheless. "I am ashamed of myself," she said, "coming here and weeping on your bosom like a great baby.
It is to be hoped that your other clients do not behave in this way." Whereat we both laughed heartily, and, our emotional equilibrium being thus restored, we began to think of the object of our meeting. "I am afraid I have wasted a great deal of time," said Juliet, looking at her watch.
"Shall we be too late, do you think ?" "I hope not," I replied, "for Reuben will be looking for us; but we must hurry." I caught up my hat, and we went forth, closing the oak behind us, and took our way up King's Bench Walk in silence, but with a new and delightful sense of intimate comradeship.
I glanced from time to time at my companion, and noted that her cheek still bore a rosy flush, and when she looked at me there was a sparkle in her eye, and a smiling softness in her glance, that stirred my heart until I trembled with the intensity of the passion that I must needs conceal.
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