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Lord Almont remarked that his broker had rang him up to tell him of a fuss. Had no idea Van Diest was at the back of it. Cost him about ten thousand but he held on. "Quite so and it's all very well if we are going to get a return for our losses," said Cassis. "But so long as Barraclough is held by the heels we become a mere kicking post for the opposition. Not good enough."
Unlike Cassis, Mr. Torrington had time for everything. When he worked he worked instantaneously, achieving in an hour work that would have kept a less remarkable man busy for a month. After one of these flashes he would relapse into pleasant gardens where he grew roses, or pleasant galleries where he looked with eyes of understanding into the heart of pictures.
The men stopped midway to take a glass of beer, and Gervaise and Mamma Coupeau drank some cassis with water. There was not a particle of shade, for the sun was directly above their heads. The beadle awaited them in the empty church; he hurried them toward a small chapel, asking them indignantly if they were not ashamed to mock at religion by coming so late.
Of course we are," came the answer. "That's honest," Barraclough laughed. "Not at all, my dear boy, it's a confession of dishonour of which I am heartily ashamed." Cassis could not leave the subject alone. Tenacity was one of his strong points. "Suppose you were killed," he suggested. "The secret would be lost for all time. And where should we stand?"
I began to think of the bird of Prince Camaralzaman, and to suspect that I, too, might be the victim of some enchantment. I passed Cassis and La Ciotat, and entered the large plain extending from Ligne to St. Cyr. I had been fifteen hours on my feet, and I was half dead with fatigue.
Cranbourne has a bee in his bonnet." "A whole hive," Lord Almont interjected. "Perhaps," Mr. Torrington smiled, "but let us at least do him the justice to admit that they buzz very merrily." Cassis shrugged his shoulders. "Buzzing is of no value in the present circumstances." Mr. Torrington continued to smile. "Except so far as it helps our young friend here to buzz off," he said.
"Thank ye," said Mr. Torrington. "And if you'll put a side table alongside I'll try a new patience. No, don't bother to tell me your master won't be long, I know that bit by heart." He unwound a silk comforter from his neck, hung it over the arm of the chair and produced from his pocket a small pack of cards. "Cold, Cassis?" "I was cold," replied Cassis exactly. "Hm! Fine growing weather, this."
His eyes glittered brightly and there was a hint of nervousness in the tenseness of his lower lip. Doran went out. Richard closed the door and turned to face the company. Mr. Torrington leaned forward and as though by accident twitched down the table lamp shade that the light might be thrown on the newcomer's face. Lord Almont gasped and even Cassis was startled by the phenomenal likeness. Mr.
He could imagine Cranbourne's unbridled enthusiasm, Lord Almont's congratulations in the style of P. G. Wodehouse, and Cassis, that person of dry ashes and parchment, unbending to the greatness of the occasion.
Nugent Cassis held the crackling document before his eyes a Concession to Millions and he answered between his teeth: "Signed and registered." "So," said Van Diest, with unexpected control, "we lose Finish." But his hands trembled as he turned away. Ezra P. Hipps did not desert his post at the telephone until he heard those words. Then he snapped viciously,
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