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Smith not to be." Ida smiled, well pleased at the flattery, although, as a matter of fact, no one had yet asked her to nominate him. "I'm afraid I wouldn't know what to do," answered Noreen. "I've never been to a gymkhana in India. I haven't seen or ridden in any, except at Hurlingham and Ranelagh." Charlesworth made a mental note of this.

And he also knew something else that neither Charlesworth nor Wyatt had the faintest, remotest notion or suspicion that John Mallathorpe had ever made such a will, or they would have moved heaven and earth, pulled down Normandale Grange and Mallathorpe's Mill, in their efforts to find it. But the effect the effect of producing the will now?

Yet despite Ida's company she was feeling lonely and a little depressed, a stranger in a crowd, when she saw Captain Charlesworth enter the rink, accompanied by another man. Recent as had been their meeting, he seemed quite an old friend among all these unknown people about her, and she almost hoped that he would come and speak to her.

A letter was read also at this sitting from Major Cartwright, of Marnham, in which he offered his own services, in conjunction with those of the Rev. John Charlesworth, of Ossington, for the county of Nottingham.

Genteel poverty comparatively speaking instead of riches. That is if I hand over the will to Charlesworth & Wyatt." Mrs. Mallathorpe slowly turned her eyes on Pratt. And Pratt suddenly felt a little afraid there was anger in those eyes; anger of a curious sort.

The girl laughed and shook the sunlit waves of it down, for it had got untidy under her sun-hat. "No, Ida darling, of course I don't use anything. The colour is quite natural, I assure you. Have you forgotten you used sometimes to call me Goldylocks at school?" "Did I? I don't remember. I say, Noreen, you're a lucky girl to have made such a hit straight away with Captain Charlesworth.

It was evident that we had been purposely sent by Rayne to that hotel in Ripon in order that Madame and her accomplice should see us, so that we could be identified again. Certainly it was unnecessary for them to see Lola, Mrs. Charlesworth or myself. We had, I felt convinced, made that excursion in order that old Mr. Lloyd should be seen and known to the mysterious pair.

Oh, yes, he came home, but he's not at home now! Charlesworth the valet, you know, sir always goes into Mr. Herapath's room at a quarter past seven every morning; when he went in just now he found that Mr. Herapath wasn't there, and the bed hadn't been slept in. So that's where things stand." Selwood looked round the room.

As the two embraced and kissed each other effusively Charlesworth muttered to Turner: "It's all right, old chap. I'll be introduced to that girl before this time tomorrow, you bet. I know her friend. She's from the Bombay side wife of one of the Heaven Born."

What would Charlesworth, who hated natives, think of it? As for himself, their former friendship seemed dead. He had naturally been hurt when she had not waited in the hotel at Darjeeling, though she knew that he was coming to say good-bye to her. But perhaps Charlesworth had kept her out, so he could not blame her. But why had she deliberately avoided him here in the Palace?