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They had not dared voice to each other the idea that had been troubling them both since the first news of Mrs. Ridge's death had reached them. At last, when they had left the car and were approaching their own home, Bragdon said, "I suppose, Milly, we ought to have your father live with us." "I suppose so," Milly sighed. "Poor papa he feels it dreadfully.... He's done so much for me always, Jack."
The first of these to come to hand was a copy of Hamlet, bound in tree calf, the sole lettering on the book being on the back, as follows: HAMLET Bragdon New York
And then he went on to tell me of his month in Venice; how he chartered a gondola for the whole of his stay there from a handsome romantic Venetian youth, whose name was on a card Tom had had printed for the occasion, reading: GIUSEPPE ZOCCO Gondolas at all Hours Cor. Grand Canal and Garibaldi St. "Giuseppe was a character," Bragdon said. "One of the remnants of a by-gone age.
He kissed Peggy good-bye, told her to be ready for a drive at 4 o'clock, and then went off to find Joe Bragdon and Elon Gardner. They met him by appointment and to them he confided his design to be married on the following day. "You can't afford it, Monty," exploded Joe, fearlessly. "Peggy is too good a girl. By Gad, it isn't fair to her." "We have agreed to begin life to-morrow.
To the man who sat in the opposite corner with closed eyes and set lips, it seemed to matter little for the present what the next step was to be. Happily an impersonal fate settled this for them. Bragdon found at the bankers in Paris an answer to his appeal for funds. The curt cable read, without the aid of code, "Come Home." Probably that would have been the wisest thing to do in any case.
To Jack Bragdon and Milly, with the vivid memory of their personal wreck on that rocky coast, it was monotonously painful. They dared not ask each other, "What next?" At first Milly thought there could be no next, though she was really glad not to be making this journey alone with her child, as she had expected to do.
When Bragdon went out after establishing them in their hotel, Milly felt curiously like a passenger on a ship whose ticket had been taken for her and all arrangements made by another. All she could do, for the present at least, was to wait and see what would happen.... Towards evening Big Brother came in with Jack and welcomed her back nonchalantly.
"That settles it," he smiled grimly to himself. "I can make a thousand dollars by staying here and I can't afford to escape." On the third day of Monty's imprisonment the "Flitter" began to roll heavily. At first he gloated over the discomfort of his guards, who obviously did not like to stay below. "Subway" Smith and Bragdon were on duty and neither was famous as a good sailor.
One day Milly stepped into the shop of the smart man-milliner, where in her opulent maiden days she had got her hats, "just to see what Bamberg has this season." Bragdon a certain hat he wished her to try on. "One of my last Paris things," he explained, "an absolutely new creation," and he whispered, "It was ordered for Mrs. Pelham the young one, you know, but it didn't suit her."
Some of the men Bragdon knew were interested in the new magazine, and one of the first jobs he did was a cover design for an early number. The magazine with his picture a Brittany girl knee-deep in the dark water helping to unload a fishing boat lay on the centre table for weeks. Clive Reinhard's new novel, for which Jack did the pictures, also came out in Bunker's this year.
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