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Derrick Vaughan--Novelist

CHAPTER VIII
12/20

"And yet he has been down there." I made no reply, and Freda, with a sigh, turned away.
A month later I went down to Bath and found, as my friend foretold, everything going on in the old groove, except that Derrick himself had an odd, strained look about him, as if he were fighting a foe beyond his strength.

Freda's arrival at Bath had been very hard on him, it was almost more than he could endure.

Sir Richard, blind as a bat, of course, to anything below the surface, made a point of seeing something of Lawrence's brother.

And on the day of my arrival Derrick and I had hardly set out for a walk, when we ran across the old man.
Sir Richard, though rheumatic in the wrists, was nimble of foot and an inveterate walker.

He was going with his daughter to see over Beckford's Tower, and invited us to accompany him.


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