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I did not mean it." Harry sat down and took the cup from her hand, as she had bidden the servant to leave the tray upon the table. "So you saw Count Pateroff," she said. "Yes, and his sister." "So she told me. What do you think of them?" To this question Harry made no immediate answer. "You may speak out.
As far as I have known him he is a truth-telling man, though I do not know that I am able to say much more in his favor. Ever yours, J. O. When he had read this he was quite an altered man. See Count Pateroff! Of course he would see him. What task could be more fitting for a friend than this, of seeing such a man under such circumstances.
"You must see Count Pateroff again, and tell him from me as my friend that I cannot consent to see him. Tell him that if he will think of it, he must know the reason why." "Of course he will know."
On this occasion she had descended low that she might do much. How Damon Parted From Pythias Lady Ongar, when she left Count Pateroff at the little fort on the cliff and entered by herself the gardens belonging to the hotel, had long since made up her mind that there should at last be a positive severance between herself and her devoted Sophie.
It was very long, and went into small details details which were very small; but the upshot of it all was a tendering of great thanks to Count Pateroff; and the expression of a strong wish that the count should marry his widow. "O. said that this would be the only thing for J.'s name." "O. said that this would be the safest course for his own honor."
"And now I am having my little moment of comfort! These special business conversations after dinner are so bad for the digestion!" "If I could have caught you before dinner, Count Pateroff, I would have done so." "If it must be, it must. Schmoff, will you wait for me ten minutes? I will not be more than ten minutes." And the count, as he made this promise, looked at his watch.
It will be remembered that Harry Clavering, on returning one evening to his lodgings in Bloomsbury Square, had been much astonished at finding there the card of Count Pateroff, a man of whom he had only heard, up to that moment, as the friend of the late Lord Ongar.
"You will excuse me, I hope, Lady Ongar," he said, "for having taken this mode of speaking to you." "I certainly shall not excuse you; nor, further than I can help it, shall I listen to you." "There are a few words which I must say." "Count Pateroff, I beg that you will leave me. This is treacherous and unmanly and can do you no good. By what right do you follow me here?"
He remembered at last that perhaps the count might not be at Ongar Park; but he must, at any rate, have had some dealing with Lady Ongar, or he would not have known the address in Bloomsbury Square. "Count Pateroff!" he said, repeating the name, "I shouldn't wonder if I have to quarrel with that man." During the whole of that night he was thinking of Lady Ongar.
With Count Pateroff was the same gentleman whom Harry had seen at the Adelphi, and whom the count now introduced as Colonel Schmoff; and also a little Englishman with a knowing eye and a bull-dog neck, and whiskers cut very short and trim a horsey little man, whom the count also introduced. "Captain Boodle says he knows a cousin of yours, Mr. Clavering."
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