Sir George Tressady Volume 2 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1896 edition. Excerpt: ... of wild flowers or branching green it was her joy to set like jewels in its shady corners. He looked round it from time to time. It had for him the associations and the scents of a shrine, and he would never see it again His heart swelled within him. The strange double sense died away. Presently, Hallin, having put his puzzle safely into its box, ran off to his lessons. His mother looked after him, wistfully. And he had no sooner shut the door than Tressady bent forward. " You see--I thought it out " " Yes indeed " she said, " and to some purpose." But her voice was uncertain, and veiled like her eyes. Something in her reluctance to meet him, to talk it over, both alarmed and stung him. What was wrong? Had she any grievance against him? Had VOL. H--N he so played his part as to offend her in any way? He searched his memory anxiously, his self-control, that he had been so sure of, failing him fast. " It was a strange finish to the session--wasn't it? " he said, looking at her. " We didn't think it would end so, when we first began to argue. What a queer game it all is Well, my turn of it will have been exciting enough--though short. I can't say, however, that I shall much regret putting down the cards. I ought never to have taken a hand." She turned to him, in flushed dismay. " You are thinking of leaving Parliament? But why--why should you? " " Oh yes --I am quite clear about that," he said deliberately. "It was not yesterday only. I am of no use in Parliament. And the only use it has been to me, is to show me--that--well --that I have no party really, and no convictions. London has been a great mistake. I must get out of it--if only--lest my private life should drift on a rock and go to pieces. So far as I know it has brought me one joy...