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Shall we divide them again, and start all over?" Nikky, however, proclaimed himself hopelessly beaten and a bad loser. So the Crown Prince put away the cards, which belonged to Miss Braithwaite, and with which she played solitaire in the evenings. Then he lounged to the window, his hands in his pockets.
I forget. The reason he gave taught me a lot, 'You and me was pals out there. And you and I were pals out there, Braithwaite not master and man or junior and senior officer. It would be a burning shame if, now that the war's ended, we should fall to squabbling among ourselves." "And yet the fact remains," said Braithwaite, "that I, who used to be your servant, have cut you out of Terry.
But Braithwaite got out of it very cleverly by getting us the protectorate of South Africa once and for all. He was an old man then, too." Mr. Templeton stopped to cough again. Father Francis sighed and shifted in his chair. "And America?" asked Percy. "Ah! all that is very complicated. But she knew her strength and annexed Canada the same year. That was when we were at our weakest."
Tabs pondered the question. "I'm not sure. But Lady Dawn I've heard a good deal about her. She had a nursing unit in France, didn't she? Of course she had; you and Terry were with her. It was in her hospital that Terry met Braithwaite. She passed me yesterday, driving with the Queen in the Park; not that I noticed her. It was Terry who did that."
When the cheerful fire, the rare wine, and the good fare had put them both into a good physical state, Redclyffe said to Lord Braithwaite, "There is a matter upon which I have been some time intending to speak to you." Braithwaite nodded. "A subject," continued he, "of interest to both of us.
Occasionally he produces a short story in verse, characterized by dramatic power and by austere beauty of style. The poem Boyhood Friends, recently published in the Yale Review, and quite properly included by Mr. Braithwaite in his interesting and valuable Anthology for 1917, shows such a command of blank verse that I look for still finer things in the future.
Braithwaite, of Edmonton, said finely, "I know of no officer in the force who would order any man to do any work at all, that the officer would not do himself. A man would not be asked to ride a refractory horse that his officer would not or could not ride.
Miss Braithwaite, for instance, had spent a part of the night over a traveling-case containing a small boy's outfit, and had wept as she worked, which was the reason for her headache. The roof proved quite wonderful. One could see the streets crowded with people, could hear the soft blare of distant horns.
Yet your Lordship's kindness offers we a great temptation, and I would gladly spend the next ensuing week at Braithwaite Hall." "I shall expect you, then," said Lord Braithwaite. "You will find me quite alone, except my chaplain, a scholar, and a man of the world, whom you will not be sorry to know."
Redclyffe, during the few days that he was to spend at the Hospital, previous to his visit to Braithwaite Hall, was conscious of a restlessness such as we have all felt on the eve of some interesting event. He wondered at himself at being so much wrought up by so simple a thing as he was about to do; but it seemed to him like a coming home after an absence of centuries.
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