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"And watch as well?" I suggested, thinking of the young man at his best behind the sticks. "I want to speak to you first," she said, "where we shan't be overheard. It's about Mr. Raffles!" added Miss Belsize as she met my stare. About Raffles again! About Raffles, after all that she had learnt the day before!
Belsize House was opened as a place of amusement, about 1720, by a certain Howell, who called himself the Welsh Ambassador. At first it was a fashionable resort, but it soon became the haunt of gamblers and harpies of both sexes. The Life of ROBERT HARPHAM, a Coiner
Manders, when you know what a trick you both played Mr. Levy only yesterday. Mr. Raffles himself told us all about that; and I'm very grateful to you both; you must know I am for Teddy's sake," added Miss Belsize, with one quick remorseful glance towards the great arena. "Still it only shows what Mr. Raffles is and and it's what I meant when we were talking about him yesterday."
I never heard him say a good word of any mortal soul, or do a kind action." "Thank you, Mr. Belsize," says the lady. "But the others are capital. There is that little chap who has just had the measles he's a clear little brick. And as for Miss Ethel " "Ethel is a trump, ma'am," says Lord Kew, slapping his hand on his knee.
Captain Jack Belsize introduced him to his own mess, as also to the Guard dinner at St. James's; and my Lord Kew invited him to Kewbury, his lordship's house in Oxfordshire, where Clive enjoyed hunting, shooting, and plenty of good company. Mrs.
Belsize, I have to apologise for words which I used in my heat yesterday, and which I recall and regret, as I am sure you do that there should have been any occasion for them." Mr. Belsize looking at the carpet said he was very sorry.
"But that's the only place that matters," said I. "On the contrary, Bunny, this very house matters even more as long as Miss Belsize is here. You forget that they're engaged, and that she's in the next room now." "Good God!" whispered Mr. Garland. "I had forgotten that myself." "She is the last who must know of this affair," said Raffles, with, I thought, undue authority.
Garland's a member, you know, and dying to go into the Pavilion." "Only just to hear what they think of Teddy," the poor old boy confessed; and when we had arranged where to meet in the interval, away he hurried with his keen, worn face. Miss Belsize turned to me the moment he was gone. "I want to speak to you, Mr. Manders," she said quickly but without embarrassment. "Where can we talk?"
Raffles let it pass; he had been talking of the close-of-play scores in the stop-press column, and I thought he was studying them rather silently. Or perhaps he was not studying them at all, but still thinking of Camilla Belsize, and the look from those brave bright eyes that she had never meant him to see.
"It was a mercy Barnes was not there," says Ethel, gravely; "a fight between him and Captain Belsize would have been awful indeed." "I am afraid of no man, Ethel," says Barnes fiercely, with another oath. "Hit Captain Belsize, he has no friends."
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