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"But what about the sled and the team?" whined Harry, as he and Beeching hobbled up the gangway of the waiting steamer, bound for luxury and civilization. It may be Harry had thought of these as one of his hard-earned perquisites. "Oh, to blazes with the sled and dogs!" cried Chechaquo Beeching. "The town's welcome to 'em, for all I care." Generous man!
There could be no doubt but what Jan chose more wisely than he knew in entering that tent. On the morning of the ninth day Jim Willis's word was a little better than the bonds of some men after the departure for the south of Beeching and Harry, Willis hit the trail upon the commission he had undertaken for Mike and Jock; or for the more richly moneyed powers behind those two.
Heriot, Miss Heriot, Captain Beeching, Mr. Freddy, the usually gracious host, was leading the way through the back drawing-room, unblushingly abetting Mr. Stonor's escape under the very eyes of persons who would have gone miles on the chance of meeting him. Small wonder that Jean was consoled for knowing herself too shy to follow, if she remembered that he had actually asked her to do so!
'Yes, I'm afraid you all sat on the poor gentleman, said Lord Borrodaile. 'It was such fun. He was flat as a pancake when we'd done with him. Aunt Ellen was here. She told him with her most distinguished air she didn't want to be respected. 'Dear Lady John! murmured Miss Levering. 'I can hear her! 'Quite right, said Captain Beeching. 'Awful idea to think you're respected.
In a word, I rather suggested the idea of a Berkshire Xenophon, a man who had fought battles in his own day, but was now studying economics or philosophy amid rural scenes. Nobly did Beeching respond.
But though he eyed the crowd closely to find them, Jan saw nothing of Jake or Jean, nor any of his old team-mates. Beeching and Harry the latter a gentleman who, having apparently no faith in his own luck, believed in attaching himself firmly to any more fortunate person who would tolerate his society were, to all seeming, not really unpopular.
James Beeching, a Yarmouth boat-builder, has carried off the prize offered by the duke, and we may therefore suppose his was the best of the models submitted.
As a proof of the delightful things which Beeching wrote in his Diary, out of his own head, as children say, I may quote the following: 8th. My old gardener has at last condescended to retire.
Harry was quite unashamedly afraid to throw the dogs their beggarly half or quarter ration; and but for Beeching, it may be the dogs had starved while food still remained on the sled. Maybe the fact that Beeching, with all his faults, had never reached Harry's depths as a sponger, preserved him from this particular crime.
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