There was something very wrong. Wood was unable to discover the figure of the widow, but he recognised her dry, hacking cough, and was about to call her down, if she could not find the key, as he imagined must be the case, when a loud noise was heard, as though a chest, or some weighty substance, had fallen upon the floor. To his relief, Mrs Sindlesham stepped into the breach, grasping her cane and rising painfully from her chair. She, perhaps, displayed herself rather consciously as a fine person unduly limited. Never really thought about Him—people don’t. There were no evidences of any struggle, no overturned chairs or disarranged furniture. It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. “You hear him?” he remarked, looking impressively around. ‘I must get a handkerchief. You call it a lot of nicknames—“Babs” and “Bibs” and “Viddles” and “Vee”; you whack at it playfully, and it whacks you back. It was horrible, but what could she do? She meant to live her own life, and he meant, with contempt and insults, to prevent her. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. Capes flashed to an understanding of her intention, sprang to his feet, and opened the door for her retreat. The coolies proceeded at a swinging, mincing trot, which gave to the suspended seat a dancing action similar to that of a suddenly agitated hangingspring of a birdcage.
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