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For a moment Trefusis felt a vagabond impulse to resume the language of Smilash and fable to the man of hampers of turkey and plum-pudding in the van. But he repressed it, got into a hansom, and was driven to his father-in-law's house in Belsize Avenue, studying in a gloomily critical mood the anxiety that surged upon him and made his heart beat like a boy's as he drew near his destination.
I was holding my breath now as I had not held it all day. Raffles was merely smiling into his teacup as one who knew all about the affair. "Carlsbad it was!" certified Miss Belsize, as though it mattered. "I remember now." "I don't call that meeting your match," said the money-lender. "An unarmed man with a frightened wife at his elbow is no match for a desperate criminal with a loaded revolver."
"Governess an uncommonly nice woman oldish, but I beg your pardon, Lady Julia," cries the inopportune Jack Belsize "I'm always putting my foot in it." "Putting your foot into what? Go on, Kew." "Well, we met the whole posse of children; and the little fellow wanted a drive, and I said I would drive him and Ethel too, if she would come.
She reached Belsize Park at ten o'clock, and dismissed the cab as soon as she had alighted from it. Her ring at the door was long in being answered, and the maid-servant who at last appeared did small credit to the domestic arrangements of the house she was slatternly, and seemed to resent having her morning occupations, whatever they were, thus disturbed. Miriam learnt with surprise that Mr.
Then the old earl recognised Mr. Belsize, and Clive heard him say, "You villain, how dare you come here?" Belsize had flung himself down to lift up Clara, calling her frantically by her name, when old Dorking sprang to seize him. "Hands off, my lord," said the other, shaking the old man from his back. "Confound you, Jack, hold your tongue," roars out Kew.
Levy has the better information." Mr. Levy smiled sardonically in the firelight. And it was at this point I followed the example of Miss Belsize and put in my one belated word. "I shouldn't have thought there was such a thing as a swell mob in the wilds of Austria," said I. "There isn't," admitted the money-lender readily.
"We have now to wish you good-bye, Charles Belsize," said my lord, with some feeling. "As your relative, and your father's old friend, I wish you well. I hope your future course in life may not be so unfortunate as the past year. I request that we may part friends. Good-bye, Charles. Clara, shake hands with Captain Belsize. My Lady Dorking, you will please to give Charles your hand.
The Dorkings left London before you came there; they gave you your innings. They have behaved kindly and fairly enough to that poor girl. How was she to marry such a bankrupt beggar as you are? What you have done is a shame, Charley Belsize. I tell you it is unmanly and cowardly." "Pst," says Florac, "numero deux, voila le mot lache." "Don't bite your thumb at me," Kew went on.
Nothing, indeed, could have been more marked than the contrast between his reluctance to discuss Miss Belsize and the captious gusto with which she had discussed him. But in each case the inference was that there was no love lost between the pair; and in each case I could not help wondering why. There was, however, another subject upon which Raffles exercised a much more vexatious reserve.
"What, my Lord Kew?" cries Belsize, whose chest began to heave. "You know what," answers the other. "You know what a man is who insults a poor woman, and breaks his word of honour. Consider the word said, and act upon it as you think fit." "I owe you four thousand pounds, Kew," says Belsize, "and I have got four thousand on the bills, besides four hundred when I came out of that place."
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