Between the Dark and the Daylight
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Marsh Richard. Between the Dark and the Daylight
My Aunt's Excursion
The Irregularity of the Juryman
Chapter I. THE JURYMAN IS STARTLED
CHAPTER II. MRS. TRANMER IS STARTLED
CHAPTER III. THE PLAINTIFF IS STARTLED
CHAPTER IV. TWO CABMEN ARE STARTLED
CHAPTER V. THE COURT IS STARTLED
Mitwaterstraand. THE STORY OF A SHOCK
Chapter I. THE DISEASE
CHAPTER II. THE CURE
Exchange is Robbery
CHAPTER I
CHAPTER II
CHAPTER III
The Haunted Chair
CHAPTER I
CHAPTER II
CHAPTER III
CHAPTER IV
Nelly
CHAPTER I
CHAPTER II
La Haute Finance. A TALE OF THE BIGGEST COUP ON RECORD
CHAPTER I
CHAPTER II
CHAPTER III
Mrs. Riddle's Daughter
Miss Donne's Great Gamble
"Skittles"
CHAPTER I
CHAPTER II
"Em"
CHAPTER I. THE MAJOR'S INSTRUCTIONS
CHAPTER II. HIS NIECE'S WOOING
CHAPTER III. THE LADY'S LOVER
CHAPTER IV. THE MAJOR'S SORROW
A Relic of the Borgias
CHAPTER I
CHAPTER II
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His first feeling was one of annoyance. All-round annoyance. Comprehensive disgust. He did not want to be a juryman. He flattered himself that he had something better to do with his time. Half-a-dozen matters required his attention. Instead of which, here he was obtruding himself into matters in which he did not take the faintest interest. Actually dragged into interference with other people's most intimate affairs. And in that stuffy court. And it had been a principle of his life never to concern himself with what was no business of his. Talk about the system of trial by jury being a bulwark of the Constitution! At that moment he had no opinion of the Constitution; or its bulwarks either.
Then there were his colleagues. He had never been associated with eleven persons with whom he felt himself to be less in sympathy. The fellow they had chosen to be foreman he felt convinced was a cheesemonger. He looked it. The others looked, if anything, worse. Not, he acknowledged, that there was anything inherently wrong in being a cheesemonger. Still, one did not want to sit cheek by jowl with persons of that sort for an indefinite length of time. And there were cases-particularly in the Probate Court-which lasted days; even weeks. If he were in for one of those! The perspiration nearly stood on his brow at the horror of the thought.
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"Of course! To think that we should have met again! At last!"
To judge from certain comments which were made by those around one could not but suspect that Miss Angel's story was a theme of general interest. As a matter of fact, they were being entertained by her account of the day's proceedings at the very moment of Mr. Roland's entry. People in these small "residential" hotels are sometimes so extremely friendly. Altogether unexpectedly Mr. Roland found himself an object of interest to quite a number of total strangers. He was not the sort of man to shine in such a position, particularly as it was only too plain that Miss Angel misunderstood the situation.
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