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It is not well for you to do nothing." "Do you think I should be useful in the crockery trade?" Norgate asked. Herr Selingman appeared to take the enquiry quite seriously. "Why not?" he demanded. "You are well-educated, you have address, you have intelligence. Mrs. Benedek has spoken very highly of you. But you oh, no!
The rubber progressed and finished in comparative silence. At its conclusion, Selingman glanced at the clock. It was half-past seven. "I am hungry," he announced. Mrs. Benedek laughed at him. "Hungry at half-past seven! Barbarian!" "I lunched at half-past twelve," he protested. "I ate less than usual, too.
The two men shook hands. "I played golf with you once at Woking," Norgate reminded his new acquaintance. "I not only remember it," Prince Edward answered, "but I remember the result. You beat me three up, and we were to have had a return, but you had to leave for Paris on the next day." "You will be able to have your return match now," Mrs. Benedek observed. "Mr.
"Heard the news, Monty?" he asked. "No! What is it?" was the prompt enquiry. "Poor old Baring " The newcomer stopped short. For the first time he noticed Mrs. Benedek. She half rose from her chair, however, and her eyes were fixed upon him. "What is it?" she exclaimed. "What has happened?" There was a moment's awkward silence. Mrs.
Norgate," he added, "are, as you may imagine, manifold and magnetic." "We will not grudge them to you so long as you don't come too often," Norgate remarked, as he bade them good night. "The man who monopolised Mrs. Benedek would soon make himself unpopular here." Norgate had chosen, for many reasons, to return to London as a visitor.
"Hebblethwaite the one man whom Berlin doubts!" He withdrew a little into the shadows, his eyes fixed upon the box. A little way off, in the stalls, Mrs. Paston Benedek was whispering to Baring. Further back in the Promenade, Helda was entertaining a little party of friends. Selingman's eyes remained fixed upon Norgate. Mrs.
Selingman demanded. "None at all." "Then we will go and play bridge." They cut into the same rubber. Selingman, however, was not at first entirely himself. He played his cards in silence, and he once very nearly revoked. Mrs. Benedek took him to task. "Dear man," she said, "we rely upon you so much, and to-day you fail to amuse us. What is there upon your mind? Let us console you, if we can."
"Have patience, my friend," she whispered. "The great things come to those who wait." An interruption, commonplace enough, yet in its way startling, checked the words which were already upon his lips. The telephone bell from the little instrument on the table within a few feet of them, rang insistently. For a moment Mrs. Benedek herself appeared taken by surprise.
The bursting of the storm hastened the end of the fight. All the day another fight, separate from this, had been going on between Benedek and the Sardinian army near the knoll of San Martino, overlooking the lake of Garda.
Norgate strolled on, and Mrs. Benedek tapped her companion on the knuckles with her fan. "How dared you be so rude!" she exclaimed. "You are in a very bad humour this evening. I can see that I shall have to punish you." "That's all very well," Baring grumbled, "but it gets more difficult to see you alone every day. This evening was to have been mine.
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