The Lord of the Sea

pounds five, his only chattels of value being the thresher, not yet paid for, half a rick, seed, manure, and "the furniture"

all match, Loveday watching his rage, his twisting waist, and then accompanying him home: but in the dining-ro

eir judgment, took possession of the chattels on the holding except some furnit

h the truth could n

y in a kind of dotage doze; but on the third, he began to poke about

cap", Margaret heard him

go to visit something. He kept murmuring: "I always said, Get a bit

he fifth day, a van stood loaded with their things at the hall-door, and she, with untidy hair, was helping heave the last trunk upon

hout twinges of reluctance: for Loveday, with instinctive delicacy, had lately kept from the fa

per of Frankl's-a German Jew, who had once handed her a note from Frank

om?" sh

ay I no

ers, she went on her flurried way; and soon Loveday wa

to see me, Mr. Loveda

but most awfully gl

time-and, oh my, I don't know how to say it,-but to

ed to the root

that would have meant that it was he who had sent the ￡50 it

-"if it is not an i

and direct the envelope-for Hogarth knew his handwriting. Mine host was not there-his wife could not write: but she had pointed out the Jewish park-

great liberty-" she said,

iberty!-but-really-I'

d she: "I am very sorry-but you wi

moaning: "Why, how could he be so mean? And I who l

pe: and instantly was interested. "Why, it is the Jew's hand!" she thought, for the lett

ame her: she op

enerous though, afte

wide forest-road: and there, taking promenade, wa

etheart..

time being", said she, laughing rather hysterically; "for I am most

on of Richard's visit of

o you mean?"

writing by this time!" she said coquettishl

ore than ever, need of her; and he said: "

at all sure that Richard will touch, why could

ds I do my charity. But it wasn't for your br

t be r

he notes, while Hogarth, who was now there, went to seek the old Hog

in an empty room, searchin

Hogarth, and led

e fell flat on the slabs of the porch, str

sale, he still lay in the old c