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"He has only been waiting for us," the captain said. Carthew made no reply. He was still intently watching the craft ahead. "It is just as well for him," the captain went on. "He will be in the race directly." Bertha was still watching Carthew's face. Cheerful as his tones were, there was an expression of anxiety in it.
"Yes, sir," Carthew replied, with a calmness to match his employer's. "As I was coming here from the garage I met the mistress. She was looking for a taxi and she took me." "But did you tell her that I asked you to be here at 10 o'clock?" "No, sir." "Did you tell her that I was in London?" "No, sir." Mr.
Hence arose naturally the idea of preventing danger, profiting by Carthew's new-found wealth, and buying the brig under an alias; and it was put in hand with equal energy and caution. Carthew took lodgings alone under a false name, picked up Bellairs at random, and commissioned him to buy the wreck. "What figure, if you please?" the lawyer asked. "I want it bought," replied Carthew.
Norris Carthew is earnestly entreated to call without delay at the office of Mr. , where important intelligence awaits him." "It must manage to wait for me six months," said Norris, lightly enough, but yet conscious of a pang of curiosity. Before noon on the 26th November, there cleared from the port of Sydney the schooner, Currency Lass.
Carthew, whom I met everywhere in society, was, except that he kept race horses and bet heavily, as good as other men. He was very pleasant, very good looking, generally liked, and infinitely more amusing than most men one meets. How was I to tell what he really was?
"We lost another neighbour just about the time you left Percy Carthew. He went for a year's big game shooting in North America. We don't miss him much, as he lived in London, and was not often down at his place. I don't remember his being there since you came back from the Crimea.
"Yes, I see the idea," replied Carthew, rather dismally, and the two incompetents studied for a long time in silence the complicated gear above their heads. But the time came when these rehearsals must be put in practice. The sails were lowered, and all hands heaved the anchor short.
Prohack that I was in London?" "Well, sir," Carthew answered, very erect and slightly frowning, "I didn't know you were in London, if you understand what I mean." "Didn't you bring me to London? Of course you knew I was in London." "No, sir. Not if you understand what I mean." "I emphatically do not understand what you mean," said Mr. Prohack, who, however, was not speaking the truth.
He said there were three men making the running Lord Chilson, the eldest son of the Earl of Sommerlay; George Delamore his father is in the Cabinet, you know, and he is member for Ponberry; and a man named Carthew, who keeps race horses, and was a neighbour of hers down in the country. He is, I hear, a good-looking fellow, and just the sort of man a girl is likely to fancy.
"Gone?" cried I. "Then what can he have come for? One thing I can tell you, it was not to see the house." "I don't see it could have been anything else," replied the butler. "You may depend upon it, it was," said I. "And whatever it was, he has got it. By the way, where is Mr. Carthew at present? I was sorry to find he was from home." "He is engaged in travelling, sir," replied the butler drily.
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