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Mrs. Clephane smiled. "Not at all," said she. "Diana is the one I was about to suggest." "She may look the Diana," he replied, "but she's very far from a Diana, believe me, very far indeed." "I am quite ready to believe it, Mr. Harleston." She lowered her voice. "I have much to tell you and," with a quick look at him, "also something to explain."
It's not much, and it may be false; it's for you to judge, in the light of all that you know concerning her, whether or not it affects her credibility. Mrs. Clephane went with a notoriously fast set in Paris, and her reputation was somewhat cloudy." "I know of that," returned Harleston, "also that Clephane was a roué, and generally an exceedingly rotten lot."
Clephane, we shall meet again and soon," Mrs. Spencer replied, extending her hand. "Thank you so much," was Mrs. Clephane's answer. Mrs. Spencer turned to Harleston with a perfectly entrancing smile. "Good-night, Guy," she murmured. "No, sir, not a foot; I'm going up to my apartment." "Then we will convoy you to the elevator. Come, Mr. Harleston." "It is only a step," Mrs. Spencer protested.
So I found Mrs. Lascelles in the end, and so I saw her until she looked up and saw me; then the picture changed; but I am not going to describe the change. "Well, really!" she cried out. "It has taken me all the week to find you," said I, as I replaced my hat. Her eyes flashed again. "Has it, indeed! And now you have found me, aren't you satisfied? Pray have a good look, Captain Clephane.
"I am afraid you wouldn't expect to see me, Mrs. Lascelles." "Well, as a matter of fact, I didn't, but I suppose," added Mrs. I can't help it if you are, Captain Clephane. I am not really a religious person. I have not flown to that extreme as yet. But it has been a comfort to me, sometimes; and so, sometimes, I go."
Mrs. Clephane exclaimed. "The explanation isn't necessary, except to complete the chain of events," he replied. "We know the later and essential facts as to the letter. There is just one earlier circumstance that isn't clear to me; and while, as I say, it's immaterial yet I'm curious. How did the Spencer gang know that I had taken the letter from the cab?" "Oh!" Mrs. Clephane cried.
No, thank God, you do not belong in the class of feminine diplomats!" "Thank you, Mr. Harleston!" she said gently, permitting him, for an instant, to look deep into her brown eyes. "Now, since you trust me, I want to refer briefly to Mrs. Spencer's insinuation." "Robert Clephane was all that she said and more.
Clephane won the toss, took a hasty glance at the corrugated turf, and decided to bat first. The wicket was hardly likely to improve with use. He and Mansfield opened the batting. He stood three feet out of his ground, and smote. The first four balls he took full pitch. The last two, owing to a passion for variety on the part of the bowler, were long hops.
Clephane had not known him intimately before, though they were both members of the second eleven; but at Shields' they instantly formed an alliance. And in due season or a little later the house matches began. Henfrey, of Day's, the Wrykyn cricket captain, met Clephane at the nets when the drawing for opponents had been done. "Just the man I wanted to see," said Henfrey.
The Major was called out suddenly or he would have telephoned you, himself!" "I'll be on hand," Harleston replied, hung up the receiver, and hurried back. As he entered the red-room, he shot a covert glance toward the place where Mrs. Spencer and her companion had been sitting. They were gone! "Yes! Yes!" said he under his breath, and turned toward the corner where he had left Mrs. Clephane. Mrs.
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