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'They were all just as unlucky as he is, and most of them died violent deaths when they were young; and one of them, I know, founded some sort of queer religion, so perhaps Toffy takes after him in his Biblical researches. At this moment Sir Nigel Christopherson walked into the room looking as white as any ghost. 'Toffy, you lunatic! said Peter, 'why can't you lie still?
'I suppose it really will be settled some day, said Mr. Lawrence. 'They went for a ride this morning, said Miss Abingdon dryly, 'and they were positively disappointed because Sir Nigel Christopherson could not go with them. I do not profess to understand love-affairs of the present day. Mr. Lawrence was a portly, red-faced young man, with a high-pitched voice.
Christopherson sat in the stern with the tiller-ropes in his hands, and Peter reserved his strength for the moment when they should get to the broader part of the river where the stream did not race as it raced here. On their way back they would, of course, avoid the upper reaches of the river, and would land lower down when they had the man well away from his own place.
The voyage had begun for good or ill, and the Lord watch over all! Nigel Christopherson, being a man of feeling, said to a Scot who leaned over the rails with him, watching a group of female figures dressed in black on the quay, 'These good-byes are rather beastly, ain't they?
A touch of envy mingled, I confess, with my thought of Christopherson, who henceforth had not a care in the world, and without reproach might delight in his hoarded volumes. One could not imagine that he would suffer seriously by the removal of his old haunts. I promised myself to call on him in a day or two. By choosing Sunday, I might perhaps be lucky enough to see his wife.
It was easy for me to understand Christopherson's state of mind, and without knowing Mrs. Keeting, I saw that she must be a person whose benefactions would be a good deal of a burden. After all, was Mrs. Christopherson so very unhappy?
'Do I understand that Sir Nigel Christopherson stole Captain Carstairs's motor-car in the middle of the night and left his own damaged one in its place? said Miss Abingdon, 'and that he regards this matter quite lightly? 'Toffy is a cheery soul, said Peter. 'You are all cheery souls! said Miss Abingdon hopelessly.
Every one looked to them misty and far away to-night, almost as though they had not sufficiently materialized to be perfectly distinct. With definite intention Peter led his partner towards a little room, hung with miniatures and plaques, at the farther end of the long corridor. Here they found Nigel Christopherson in conversation with Miss Sherard.
Peter Ogilvie, meanwhile, and his friend, Nigel Christopherson, were in the midst of weather as hot as can be very well endured even by English people, who seem capable of resisting almost every sort of bad climate.
As we paused at the door, my companion seemed to hesitate, to regret having invited me. 'I'm really afraid it isn't worth your while, he said timidly. 'The fact is, I haven't space to show my books properly. I put aside the objection, and we entered. With anxious courtesy Christopherson led me up the narrow staircase to the second-floor landing, and threw open a door.
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