[Simon Dale by Anthony Hope]@TWC D-Link bookSimon Dale CHAPTER VIII 17/23
But now my meditations were interrupted by his entrance.
He crept up to me in an uneasy fashion, but seemed to take courage when I did not break into abuse, but asked him mildly why he had not sought rest and what he wanted with me.
His first answer was to implore me to protect him from Mr Darrell's wrath; through Phineas Tate, he told me timidly, he had found grace, and he could deny him nothing; yet, if I bade him, he would not admit him again. "Let him come," said I carelessly.
"Besides, we shall not be long here. For you and I are going on a journey, Jonah." "A journey, sir ?" "Ay, I go with the Duke of Monmouth, and you go with me, to Dover when the King goes." Now, either Dover was on everybody's brain, or was very sadly on my brain, for I swear even this fellow's eye seemed to brighten as I named the place. "To Dover, sir ?" "No less.
You shall see all the gaiety there is to be seen, Jonah." The flush of interest had died away; he was dolefully tranquil and submissive again. "Well, what do you want with me ?" I asked, for I did not wish him to suspect that I detected any change in his manner. "A lady came here to-day, sir, in a very fine coach with Flemish horses, and asked for you.
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