Much
better for you to stay in bed."
He perceived that he did not want Rachel to hear what Julian had to
say until after he had heard it himself.
Rachel hesitated.
"Do you think so?... What have you been doing? I thought you were
coming up again at once."
"I had one or two little things--"
A terrific knock resounded on the front door.
"There he is!" Louis muttered, as it were aghast.
CHAPTER XI
JULIAN'S DOCUMENT
I
Julian Maldon faced Louis in the parlour. Louis had conducted him
there without the assistance of Mrs. Tams, who had been not merely
advised, but commanded, to go to bed. Julian had entered the house
like an exasperated enemy--glum, suspicious, and ferocious. His mien
seemed to say: "You wanted me to come, and I've come. But mind you
don't drive me to extremities." Impossible to guess from his grim
face that he had asked permission to come! Nevertheless he had shaken
Louis' hand with a ferocious sincerity which Louis felt keenly the
next morning. He was the same Julian except that he had grown a brown
beard. He had exactly the same short, thick-set figure, and the same
defiant stare. South Africa had not changed him. No experience could
change him.
Pages:
309
310
311
312
313
314
315
316
317
318
319
320
321
322
323
324
325
326
327
328
329
330
331
332
333