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Innocence was her forte: her rings were superb. One odd thing was noticeable, and noticed intensely by Chevenix, that Ingram hardly ate anything, though he pretended to a hearty meal. It came, Chevenix saw, to dry toast and three glasses of wine, practically. But he made great play with knife and fork, and talked incessantly.
Within the swirling water the great fish plunged: she watched, strung to the pounce; the net dipped and darted; she lifted it to land. Chevenix admired. "By George, you are a one er, I must say! Born to it. You strike like an osprey. That's a fish what?" They peered together into the net, where, coiled and massy, beaming rose and pale gold, the trout writhed.
You brought her up here hey?" Without shifting his head to face his cross-examination, Ingram answered between his hands "No, I didn't. She wouldn't budge from her school till she'd finished her course. I courted her for a month. It took me all that to make her listen to reason." "Reason!" Chevenix rated him. "You call it reason!"
Chevenix was handsome, and surprisingly young to be a major: six feet in his stockings, well set up, with regular features and very clear grey eyes. It was impossible to pick a fault in him, and yet the sum-total was displeasing. Perhaps he was too clean; he seemed to bear about with him the smell of soap. Cleanliness is good, but I cannot bear a man's nails to seem japanned.
A week or so later she found a card upon her table: that of a Mrs. John Chevenix. "That's my sister-in-law," the friendly youth presently told her. "That's Mrs. John. You go and see her. She's a good sort of woman. You'll meet Aunt Wenman there. I thought it all out, and that's the way to get at it. She'll jump at you, in my opinion. She loves orphans. Collects 'em. You go!"
Nobody knew much of his history; Bill Chevenix used to say that he was born whole, and thirty, out of an egg dropped upon our coasts by a migratory roc; that he stepped out, exquisitely dressed, and ordered a whisky and Apollinaris at the nearest buffet. This, said Chevenix, was his ordinary breakfast.
"Do you mean to say of your friend, and mine," she pursued him, "that he would dare after all that you tell me to " "No," said Chevenix, in a desperate stew; "no, I don't mean that. I think he would have her this moment if he could get her.
There is a deuce of a nasty drawback to the experiment that what might have remained private between us two becomes public property." "O, well!" said I, with a laugh, "anything rather than a doctor! I cannot bear the breed." His last words had a good deal relieved me, but I was still far from comfortable. Major Chevenix smoked a while, looking now at his cigar ash, now at me.
I did and to no purpose." "If you were to see her now," Chevenix put in, "you could do some good. She'll be pretty lonely up there." Senhouse got up. "I'll see her," he said. "Whatever happens." "Right," said Chevenix. "That's a good man. That's what I wanted of you. I'll tell her that you're coming. Now I'm going to do the civil to Mrs. Germain."
I had, in fact, a second reason for abbreviating this letter and sealing it in a hurry. The movements of the brig, though slight, were perceptible, and in the close air of the main cabin my head already began to swim. I hastened on deck in time to shake hands with my companions and confide the letter to Byfield with instructions for posting it. "And if your share in our adventure should come into public question," said I, "you must apply to a Major Chevenix, now quartered in Edinburgh Castle, who has a fair inkling of the facts, and as a man of honour will not decline to assist you. You have Dalmahoy, too, to back your assertion that you knew me only as Mr. Ducie." Upon Dalmahoy I pressed a note for his and Mr. Sheepshanks's travelling expenses. "My dear fellow," he protested, "I couldn't dream ... if you are sure it won't inconvenience ... merely as a loan ... and deuced handsome of you, I will say." He kept the cutter waiting while he drew an I.O.U., in which I figured as Bursar and Almoner (honoris caus
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