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I scarcely dared hope it was, remembering how and where I parted from him; but that underlined "Johann" might must mean "Ivan," otherwise the Grand Duke Loris. To give the German rendering of the name was just like Mishka, who was the very embodiment of caution and taciturnity. "Well, I've got my marching orders," I announced. "I'll have to go back to London to-day, Mary, to meet Southbourne.

Hockin has been looking from the window, and she thinks that you ought not to be sitting in the sun like this. There has been a case of sun-stroke at Southbourne a young lady meditating under the cliff and she begs you to accept this palm leaf." I thought of the many miles I had wandered under the fierce Californian sun; but I would not speak to him of that.

There were a couple of letters, one from the Courier office, and another from Harding, Lord Southbourne's private secretary, and both important in their way. Harding wrote that Southbourne would be in town at the end of the week, en route for Scotland, and wished to see me if I were fit for service. "A soft job this time, a trip to the States, so you'll be able to combine business with pleasure."

So you see, if you or any others are imagining there's any connection between her and Miss Pendennis, you're quite wrong." "H'm," he said enigmatically, and I was immensely relieved that a warder opened the door at that moment and showed in Sir George Lucas. "Oh, here you are, Lucas," said Southbourne, rising and shaking hands with him. "This is your client, Mr. Wynn. I'll be off now.

I saw then that Sir George and Southbourne were still in the room; the lawyer was sitting on a table close by, watching me through his gold-rimmed pince-nez, and Southbourne was standing with his back to us, staring out of the window. "What's happened, anyhow?" I asked, and Sir George got off the table and came up to me. "Charge dismissed; I congratulate you, Mr. Wynn," he said genially.

The next entry in the Journal introduces us to the place a site on the Southbourne estate already spoken of where, two years afterwards, Reeve built the house in which so much of the last twenty years of his life was passed. It will be seen that for some time he hesitated between this and the neighbourhood of Ascot where, in the autumn, he inherited a small property. July 13th. 17th.

I should never have dreamed of engaging the famous lawyer, who, if the matter did not prove as insignificant as Southbourne seemed to anticipate, and I had to stand my trial, would, in his turn, secure an equally famous K. C., a luxury far beyond my own means. But Southbourne checked me at the outset. "That's all right," he said in his lazy way.

Under any other circumstances I could have done with a run home; but even while I read the letter I decided that Southbourne would have to entrust the matter whatever it might be to some one else. I opened the second letter, a typed note, signed by Fenning the news editor, enclosing one of the printed slips on which chance callers have to write their name and business.

I had disobeyed his express instructions, as poor Carson had done; and the disobedience had brought its own punishment to me, as to Carson, though in a different way; but Southbourne would account that as nothing. He would probably ignore me; or if he did not do that, his interest would be strictly impersonal, limited to the amount of effective copy I could turn out as a result of my experiences.

There is a kind of snobbishness that strikes to decry any large or popular resort, seemingly because it is large and popular, but surely there must be some virtue in these huge watering places that attract so many year after year, and if Southbourne pleases only Tom, and Bournemouth Dick and Harry and their friends, well, good health to them!