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Of course the state of the betting in regard to Prime Minister was the subject generally popular for the night. Mr. Lupton came in, a gentleman well known in all fashionable circles, parliamentary, social, and racing, who was rather older than his company on this occasion, but still not so much so as to be found to be an incumbrance.
Lord Glasslough too, and others joined them, and a good deal was said about the horse. "I never keep these things dark," said Tifto. "Of course he's an uncertain horse." "Most horses are," said Lupton. "Just so, Mr. Lupton. What I mean is, the Minister has got a bit of temper. But if he likes to do his best I don't think any three-year-old in England can get his nose past him."
Lupton, waiting for him on the levee. He got his steamer berthed in the crowded tier, and Mr. Lupton pushed on board over the first gang-plank. But Kettle waved the man aside till he saw his vessel finally moored. And then he took him into the chart-house and shut the door. "You seem to have got my cable," he said. "It was a very expensive one, but I thought the occasion needed it."
He had all the vanity of the inferior not only to lessen the appearance of his inferiority, but to clothe himself in a mantle of importance; and it was this vanity urged him to acquaint Richard with his plans in the very presence of Ruth. They had broken their fast, and they still lingered in the dining-room, the largest and most important room in Lupton House.
He was miserable enough, but in this great trouble he would not separate himself from Tifto. "I don't believe a word of all that," he said to Mr. Lupton. "It ought to be investigated at any rate," said Lupton. "Mr. Pook may do as he likes, but I will have nothing to do with it." Then Tifto came to him swaggering.
The young man's brow was covered with perspiration. He was smoking quick and had already smoked more than was good for him. "All right," he said. "I'll mind what I'm about." Mr. Lupton could do no more, and retired.
"I'll do both," said Lupton, and took out his stylograph, and called a waiter to bring him hotel writing paper. Now Captain Owen Kettle, once he had taken up this piece of employment, entered into it with a kind of chastened joy. So Kettle intended to prove himself the "complete detective" out of sheer esprit de corps. As he had surmised, Messrs.
"For half a mile he'd be nowhere with the Provence filly," said Glasslough. "I'm speaking of a Derby distance, my Lord." "That's a kind of thing nobody really knows," said Lupton.
They went their way, but not so fast as went Diana, urging with her her protesting and short-winded mother. "Where is your mistress?" the girl asked excitedly of the first servant she met at Lupton House. "In her room, madam," the man replied, and to Ruth's room went Diana breathlessly, leaving Lady Horton gaping after her and understanding nothing.
It is true he had the Paris Garden at Bankside, which Donald Lupton declared might be better termed "a foul den than a fair garden. It's a pity," he added, "so good a piece of ground is no better employed;" but, apart from two or three places of that character, his al fresco amusements were exceedingly limited.
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