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"See here, Mr. Gerard," he said, entering the outer office, where "Trafalgar" was already fraternising with Desmond O'Connor, "'The Mercury' is out to put down fraud and hypocrisy wherever it is to be found. I sent you to Melton to draw public attention to irregularities. Why did Caprice run last in the Melton Cup?" "Not quite fit," replied the sporting editor glibly. "I was talking to Carter ."
Go forth, Colonel Gerard, and I trust that we may never look upon each other's faces again." I stood for an instant with the key in my hand and my head in a whirl. Then I handed it back to her. "I cannot do it," I said. "Why not?" "I have given my parole." "To whom?" she asked. "Why, to you." "And I release you from it." My heart bounded with joy. Of course, it was true what she said.
The Baron, who well knew that a syllable from him would only increase the foulness of the overflow, vainly turned an imploring glance on the Count to solicit his intervention. Gerard, with his keen desire for peace and quietness, often brought about a reconciliation, but this time he did not stir, feeling too lazy and sleepy to interfere.
Dutton called out anxiously, 'Take care, Gerard, the bottom may be soft, and came down to the very verge just in time to hold out his hand, and prevent an utterly disastrous fall, for Gerard, in spite of his bare feet, sank at once into mud, and on the first attempt to take a step forward, found his foot slipping away from under him, and would in another instant have tumbled backwards into the slush and weeds.
"And you think you have some clue to this Hatton?" resumed Stephen. "They say he has no relations," said their host. "I have heard as much." "Another glass of the bar mixture, Master Gerard. What did we call it? Oh! the bricks and beans the Mowbray bricks and beans; known by that name in the time of my grandfather. No more! No use asking Mr Morley I know.
He is so excitable and vehement. 'Yes, said Miss Headworth. 'I don't understand the kind of thing. In my time a steady young clerk used to be contented after hours with playing at cricket in the summer, or learning the flute in the winter and a great nuisance it was sometimes, but now Gerard must get himself made a sort of half clergyman. 'A reader, suggested Mary. 'Minor orders.
But she had lacked the strength to do so; it had been a sheer impossibility for her after those words which had smote her like a buffet amidst her distress at the thought of losing her lover. "Gerard cannot marry you," she said; "he does not love you." "He does." "You fancy it because he has good-naturedly shown some kindness to you, on seeing others pay you such little attention.
"Why yes, if I can find such a wife as I want," replied the other. "Come, cousin, give me some good advice." Gerard de Peyrelongue, a short, thin, carroty young man, with a pronounced nose and prominent cheek-bones, belonged to Tarbes, where his father and mother had lately died, leaving him at the utmost some seven or eight thousand francs a year.
Margaret shrieked, and tried to protect Gerard by clasping him; but he shook her off without ceremony. Ghysbrecht in his ardour forgot that hunted animals turn on the hunter; and that two men can hate, and two can long to kill the thing they hate.
"Ah! had I a child a child like the beautiful daughter of Gerard!" And here mechanically Hatton filled his glass, and quaffed at once a bumper. "And I have deprived her of a principality! That seraphic being whose lustre even now haunts my vision; the ring of whose silver tone even now lingers in my ear. He must be a fiend who could injure her. I am that fiend. Let me see let me see!"
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