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The antithesis of the one expression to the other did not annoy her; rather she was sensitive to a tender exultance the recurrence of which, later in the day, subdued her: for Breitmann at tea turned a few phrases of a similar character.
It's only the shank of the evening." "I have a little work to do. Some day I hope I may be able to set as good a dinner before you." "Better have a cigar." "No, thank you." And Fitzgerald liked him none the less for his firmness. So he went as far as the entrance with him. "Don't bother about calling a cab," said Breitmann. "It has stopped raining, and the walk will tone me up.
Breitmann's room, and saw Mr. Bentley still seated where he had left him. The old gentleman looked up at him. "Mrs. Breitmann and I are agreed, Mr. Hodder, that Mrs. Garvin ought not to remain in there. What do you think?" "By all means, no," said the rector. The German woman burst into a soliloquy of sympathy that became incoherent. "She will not leave him, nein she will not come. . . ."
"To his death, perhaps," grimly. "For the money was only a means, not an end. The great-grandson of Napoleon: well, he will never rise from his obscurity. And sometime, when the clouds lift from his brain, he will remember me. I have seen in your American cottages the motto hanging on the walls God Bless Our Home. Mr. Breitmann will place my photograph beside it and smoke his cigarette in peace."
I have not only seen those patents, but I have seen the man." "Very interesting," agreed Breitmann, brushing the crumbs into his hand and dropping them on his plate. "But, go on." "What a man!" breathed Fitzgerald, who began to see the drift of things. "I proceed, then. Two generations passed. I doubt if the third generation of this family has ever heard of the affair.
When he was of the mind he could invent a happy compliment with a felicity no less facile than Fitzgerald. And the puzzling thing of it all was, both men she knew from their histories had never been ornaments at garden-parties where compliments are current coin. She liked Fitzgerald, but she admired Breitmann, a differentiation which she had no inclination to resolve into first principles.
I tell you what it is, this will be the greatest cruise I ever laid a course to." "Guests?" murmured Fitzgerald, unconsciously poaching on Breitmann's thought. "Yes. But they shall know nothing till we land in Corsica. And in a day or two this fellow would have laid hands on these things and we'd never been any the wiser." "And may we not expect more of him?" said Breitmann.
And, then, it might not take him a week to complete his own affair. There was no misreading the admiral; he was a gentleman, affable, kindly, and a good story-teller, too, crisp and to the point, sailor fashion. Breitmann cleverly drew him out. Pirates! He dared not smile. Why, there was hardly such a thing in the pearl zone, and China was on the highway to respectability.
Breitmann," said Laura, "that a ghost has returned to us." "A ghost?" interestedly. "Yes. My daughter," said the admiral tolerantly, "believes that she hears strange noises at night, tapping, and such like." "Oh!" politely. Breitmann broke his bread idly. It was too bad. She had not produced upon him the impression that she was the sort of woman whose imagination embraced the belief in spirits.
He did not underestimate his danger; neither did he undervalue his intimate knowledge of human nature. With what emotions Breitmann returned to the scene of his triumph, his self-appointed companion could only surmise. He had determined to save this young fool in spite of his madness, and never had he failed to bring his enterprises to their fore-arranged end.
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