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He appeared to be addressing some imaginary public tribunal either in Spanish or Portuguese. Holroyd's improving ear detected something about ammunition. He came out of these preoccupations suddenly into English. "My dear 'Olroyd!" he cried, and broke off with "But what can one do?" They took the boat and the field-glasses, and went close in to examine the place.
"'Never mind, I said, magnanimously, 'you probably are not familiar with modern literature. If I knew your name I should ask permission to present myself. "'Why, I am Daisy Holroyd, she said. "'What! Jack Holroyd's little sister? "'Little? she cried. "'I didn't mean that, said I. 'You know that your brother and I were great friends in Paris "'I know, she said, significantly. "'Ahem!
Hang me if I don't think there's something in this I ought to see to! he broke out, with a sudden change of face, as his shrewd little eyes fell on Holroyd's rug, which Mark was carrying for the moment. 'Mark, for all your cleverness, you're a slippery feller I always felt that about you.
He could never escape from Holroyd's book; people would talk to him about it. Sooner or later, while talking to the most charming persons, just when he was feeling himself conversationally at his very best, he would see the symptoms he dreaded warning him that the one fatal topic was about to be introduced, which seemed to have the effect of paralysing his brain.
'It is a pity, said Mabel, 'that Mark's book should have been without the advantage of Mr. Holroyd's assistance so long! She was the more angry with Vincent because she felt that he was right. 'I don't think I quite deserved that, said Vincent, sadly.
He decided at last that he was annoyed to find that the casual mention of Holroyd's name should still have power to discompose him that was a weakness which he must set himself to overcome. At the same time no one could possibly discover his secret; there was no harm done. And before he reached his lodgings, he decided that the evening had been pleasant enough.
Very soon his chief feeling was one of impatience for Holroyd's book to come out and make way for his own: then any self-reproach he might still feel would be drowned in a sense of triumph which would justify the means he had taken; so he waited eagerly for the arrival of the first proofs. They arrived at last.
What a meeting it would be, if one could only bring it about! 'It's no use talking like that, said Mark rather sharply. 'Holroyd's dead, poor fellow, at the bottom of the Indian Ocean somewhere. We shall never meet again. 'But, said Caffyn, with his eyes greedily watching Mark's face, 'even these things happen sometimes; he may come back to congratulate you still. 'How do you mean?
Professor Bruce Stoddard's scientific pamphlet will be published soon, to be followed by Professor Holroyd's sixteen volumes. In a few days the stuffed and mounted thermosaurus will be placed on free public exhibition in the arena of Madison Square Garden, the only building in the city large enough to contain the body of this immense winged reptile."
'If I could only be sure of it! It seems too good to be true ... they might have collaborated, or the other might have made him a present of a plot, or even borrowed some notions from him.... And yet there are some things that look uncommonly suspicious. Why should he look so odd at the mere mention of Holroyd's name? Why did he get the manuscript recopied? Was it modesty or something else?
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