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I've no right to dream of asking any one to say nothing of Sylvia to marry me. I should only be rushing into temptation if I saw any more of her. She's not for a poor beggar like me, who was born unlucky. Well, whining won't do any good let's have a look at Beevor's latest performance."
Horace hardly dared to meet Beevor's eyes, which were fixed upon the green-turbaned Jinnee, as he stood apart in dreamy abstraction, smiling placidly to himself. "I say," Beevor said to Horace, at last, in an undertone, "you never told me you had gone into partnership." "He's not a regular partner," whispered Ventimore; "he does odd things for me occasionally, that's all."
There was a rap at the door which communicated with Beevor's office, and Beevor himself, a florid, thick-set man, with small side-whiskers, burst in. "I say, Ventimore, you didn't run off with the plans for that house I'm building at Larchmere, did you? Because ah, I see you're looking over them. Sorry to deprive you, but " "Thanks, old fellow, take them, by all means.
He returned from lunch to hear what sounded like an altercation of some sort in his office, in which, as he neared his door, Beevor's voice was distinctly audible. "My dear sir," he was saying, "I have already told you that it is no affair of mine." "But I ask you, sir, as a brother architect," said another voice, "whether you consider it professional or reasonable ?"
"Perhaps you will explain?" "Explain!" Mr. Wackerbath gasped; "why no, if I speak just now, I shall be ill: you tell him," he added, waving a plump hand in Beevor's direction.
It is needless to say that, in giving his account, he abstained from any mention of the brass bottle or the Jinnee, as unessential elements in his story. Beevor's congratulations were quite as cordial as could be expected, as soon as he fully understood that no hoax was intended. "Well, old man," he said, "I am glad. I really am, you know.
It was not a profitable train of thought, and, to escape from it, he went into Beevor's room and fetched the documents he had mentioned at least they would keep him occupied until it was time to go to his club and lunch. He had no sooner settled down to his calculations, however, when he heard a shuffling step on the landing, followed by a knock at Beevor's office-door.
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