"What have you to do with Noll Boyce?"
"A friend of the family," says McBean. "Away with you to the lad;" and he
knelt again and ministered to the unconscious Colonel. "A friend of the
family, old gentleman," says he with a grin.
CHAPTER XXIX
ALISON KNEELS
So all this while Alison lacked an answer to her letter. She fretted at
the delay, she grew angry soon, but it does not appear that she allowed
herself any new pique against Harry. She was angry with circumstance,
with herself, and something much more than angry with Mr. Waverton. It
was detestable of Geoffrey to dare spy and plot against Harry,
intolerable in him to suppose that she would favour the villainy. But she
had been a fool and worse to give him any chance of insulting her so. And
yet she might have hoped that her letter--sure, she had been humble
enough in it--that her letter would bring Harry back in a hurry. It was
maddening that some trick of circumstance should have kept it from him or
him from her. For she had no notion that he would read the letter and
toss it aside or delay to come. There was nothing petty about Mr. Harry,
no spite. Nothing of the woman in him, thank God.
What had happened that he gave her no answer? For certain the letter had
gone safely to the tavern.
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