The Mysteries of Heron Dyke: A Novel of Incident. Volume 3 (of 3)Speight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
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The Mysteries of Heron Dyke: A Novel of Incident. Volume 3 (of 3)
Speight, T. W. (Thomas Wilkinson)
Detective and mystery stories; English fiction -- 19th century
Mr. Norris was a tall, ungainly, big-boned man, dressed somewhat after
the fashion of a middle-aged country squire of sporting proclivities,
with cutaway coat, gaiters, blue-and-white neck-tie and high collar.
But his clothes sat awkwardly upon him, and he seemed ill at ease in
them. He rose up from the breakfast-table as Lennox entered the room,
and waved him to a chair.
"Proud to see you, sir," he said. "Shall be at your service in two
minutes. Am late this morning."
"Don't hurry yourself," said Captain Lennox, politely. But Mr. Norris
rang the bell and had the tray taken away. He then drew his chair a
little nearer the fire, so that he might face his guest, and spread
his big bony hands out to the cheerful blaze.
"I'm told, sir, that you have a little shanty you are about to
vacate," he said, "and as I'm in want of something of the kind we may
perhaps strike a bargain."
"Possibly so, Mr. Norris. But it might be waste of time to go into any
details before you have seen the place. I may tell you that there are
three years of the lease still to run, and that I should like the
furniture to be taken at a valuation."
"All right, Captain. If the place suits me we shan't quarrel about
terms, I dessay. When shall I pay you a visit?"
"The sooner the better. I am due in London to-morrow. How would two
o'clock to-day suit you? You would then have time to look over the
cottage before dusk, and you might favour me with your company at
dinner afterwards, if not otherwise engaged. It may take some little
time to talk over preliminaries."
"All right, Captain, I'm your man. At two sharp I'll be with you."
Mr. Norris was as good as his word. A fly deposited him at The Lilacs
at the time appointed, where he found Captain Lennox waiting. The
Captain went with him over the premises. Mr. Norris made a very minute
inspection of the place, peering into every nook and corner, and
examining every cupboard and pantry in the house. About the condition
of the furniture he did not seem to trouble himself.
"It's good enough for me and my lasses," he said, with a wave of one
of his large hands, when Lennox observed that he was afraid the
drawing-room carpet was rather well worn.
Last of all, the garden and grounds were thoroughly perambulated.
"I like everything I've seen," said Mr. Norris, as they went back
indoors, "but before giving a final answer, I must hear what my two
lasses have to say. It's to be their home as well as mine, you know,
Captain. Just now they are in the West of Ireland, but they'll be back
in a week from to-day."
"In a week, eh?"
"Perhaps you don't care to wait so long as that for my answer?"
The Captain replied that a week more or a week less was a matter of
very slight importance to him. So it was left at that.
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