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9. The Last Days Of Sir Richmond Hardy | H. G. [Herbert George] Wells | |
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Lady Hardy arrived home in response to Dr. Martineau's telegram late on the following evening. He was with her next morning, comforting and sympathetic. Her big blue eyes, bright with tears, met his very wistfully; her little body seemed very small and pathetic in its simple black dress. And yet there was a sort of bravery about her. When he came into the drawing-room she was in one of the window recesses talking to a serious-looking woman of the dressmaker type. She left her business at once to come to him. "Why did I not know in time?" she cried. "No one, dear lady, had any idea until late last night," he said, taking both her hands in his for a long friendly sympathetic pressure. "I might have known that if it had been possible you would have told me," she said. "You know," she added, "I don't believe it yet. I don't realize it. I go about these formalities--" "I think I can understand that." "He was always, you know, not quite here . . . . It is as if he were a little more not quite here . . . . I can't believe it is over. . . . " She asked a number of questions and took the doctor's advice upon various details of the arrangements. "My daughter Helen comes home to-morrow afternoon," she explained. "She is in Paris. But our son is far, far away in the Punjab. I have sent him a telegram. . . . It is so kind of you to come in to me." |
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