Devlin the BarberFarjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
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Devlin the Barber
Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
Detective and mystery stories; English fiction -- 19th century
"'I've promised Devlin,' he said, 'not to say a word about it to a
living soul. Perhaps we sha'n't keep it open long; perhaps we shall
shut it up after a month or two and take another; perhaps we shall do
a lot of trade at private houses. It's all as Devlin likes. I've give
him the lead. There never was sech a man.'
"That was all I could git out of him. Devlin had him tight; 'twas
nothing but Devlin this, and Devlin that, and Devlin t'other. Devlin
was as close as he was; I couldn't git nothing out of him.
"'I love wimmin,' he said, 'but they must be kep in their place. Eh,
Lemon?'
"That was a nice thing for a wife to hear, wasn't it?
"'Yes,' said Lemon: 'you mind your business, Fanny, and we'll mind
our'n.'
"They went out the next morning together, and kep out late agin; and
so it went on for a matter of four or five weeks. Then there come a
change. From being in love with Devlin, Lemon begun to be frightened
of him. I saw it in his face every morning when they went away.
Instead of Lemon's taking Devlin's arm as he did at first, it was
Devlin who used to take Lemon's arm, jest above the elber jint, as
much as to say:
"'I've got you, and I'm not going to let you escape me.'
"And instead of Lemon being brisk and lively and egscited of a
morning, as though he was going for an excursion in a pleasure van, he
got grumpy and dull, as though he was going to the lock-up to answer
for some dreadful thing he'd done. I spoke to him about it, but if he
was close before, he was a thousand times closer now.
"'Don't ask me nothing, Fanny,' he'd say; 'don't put questions to me
about _him_. I daren't say a word, I daren't, I daren't!'
"That didn't stop me; he was my husband, and if strange things was
being done, who had a better right than me to know all about 'em? But
it was all no use; I couldn't git nothing out of him.
"'If you don't shut up,' he said, quite savage like, 'I'll set Devlin
on to you, and you'll have cause to remember it to the last day of
your life!'
"Jest as if I haven't got cause to remember it! If I lived a thousand
years I couldn't forgit what's happened.
"If I could have got rid of my lodger I shouldn't have thought twice
about it; out he'd have gone; but he paid me reg'lar, did Devlin, and
always in advance, so that I had no egscuse for giving him notice. And
even if I had, I ain't at all sure that I should have had the courage
to do it.
"It begun to trouble me more than I can say, that I never heard him
come in or go out, and that I never caught the sound of his footsteps
on the stairs or in the passage, and that, when he might have been in
the Canary Islands for all I knew, I'd turn my head and see him
standing at the back of me, without my having the least idea how he
got into the room.
"'Here I am, you see, Mrs. Lemon,' he'd say; 'back agin, like a bad
penny. You're glad to see me, I'm sure. Say you're glad.'
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