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mismanage everything himself."
"
He means to help me," said Mrs. Milton, a little reproachfully,
touching his arm. Widgery was hardly in the mood to be mollified all
at once. "He need not prevent ME," he said, and stopped. "It's no good
talking, you know, and you are tired."
"I can go on," she said brightly, "if only we find her." "While I
was cooling my heels in Cosham I bought a county map." He produced and
opened it. "Here, you see, is the road out of Fareham." He proceeded
with the calm deliberation of a business man to develop a proposal
of taking train forthwith to Winchester. "They MUST be going to
Winchester," he explained. It was inevitable. To-morrow Sunday,
Winchester a cathedral town, road going nowhere else of the slightest
importance.
"But Mr. Dangle?"
"
He will simply go on until he has to pass something, and then he will
break his neck. I have seen Dangle drive before. It's scarcely likely
a dog-cart, especially a hired dog-cart, will overtake bicycles in the
cool of the evening. Rely upon me, Mrs. Milton--"
"
I am in your hands," she said, with pathetic littleness, looking up at
him, and for the moment he forgot the exasperation of the day.
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