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At that moment he was sitting alone with Amelia in Mrs Roper's back drawing-room. In the front room Cradell was talking to Mrs Lupex; but as Miss Spruce was with them, it may be presumed that Mr Lupex need have had no cause for jealousy. "Yes," said Amelia, "I know how great is your haste to get down to that fascinating spot.
"I dare say," said Miss Spruce. "Now, Lupex, that will do," said his wife. "Yes; that will do. But I think it right to tell Mr Cradell that I am glad he did not come to me. Your friend, Mr Cradell, did me the honour of calling on me at the theatre yesterday, at half-past four; but I was in the slings then and could not very well come down to him.
It was a long, thin nose, which, as it progressed forward into the air, certainly had a preponderating bias towards the left side. "I care more for figure than face," said Cradell. "But Mrs Lupex has fine eyes very fine eyes." "And knows how to use them, too," said Johnny. "Why shouldn't she? And then she has lovely hair." "Only she never brushes it in the morning."
"It can't be done," were the few words which Sir Raffle Buffle had written across the note from his private secretary. Here was a difficulty which Johnny had not anticipated, and which seemed to be insuperable. Sir Raffle would not have answered him in that strain if he had not been very much in earnest. "I should send him a medical certificate," said Cradell, his friend of old.
"I shall always regard age as entitled " But the special privileges which Mr Lupex would have accorded to age were never made known to the inhabitants of Mrs Roper's boarding-house, for the door of the room was again opened at this moment, and Mr Cradell entered. "Here you are, old fellow, to answer for yourself," said Eames.
As soon as dinner was over the ladies with young Mr Roper retired, and Eames and Cradell were left to take their wine over the dining-room fire, or their glass of gin and water, as it might be. "Well, Caudle, old fellow," said one. "Well, Johnny, my boy," said the other. "What's the news at the office?" said Eames. "Muggeridge has been playing the very mischief."
Mr Lupex seldom joined that festive board, but on this occasion he was present, appearing from his voice and manner to be in high good-humour. Cradell had communicated to the company in the drawing-room the great good fortune which had fallen upon his friend, and Johnny had thereby become the mark of a certain amount of hero-worship. "Oh, indeed!" said Mrs Roper.
In the meantime we are all taking our meals up in our own rooms, so that there is nothing for the Lupexes to eat. But they don't seem to mind that, and still keep the sitting-room and best bedroom. We mean to lock them out after Tuesday, and send all their boxes to the public-house. Poor Cradell!
Then Mr Lupex entered the room, and the pleasantness of the party was destroyed. It may be said that neither Mrs Cradell nor Mrs Eames would have placed their sons in Burton Crescent if they had known the dangers into which the young men would fall. Each, it must be acknowledged, was imprudent; but each clearly saw the imprudence of the other.
"Mr Cradell, if I know him," said the lady, "is too much the gentleman to bear any anger when a gentleman has offered him his hand." "Oh, I'm sure," said Cradell, "I'm quite indeed, I'm delighted to find there's nothing wrong after all." And then he shook hands with both of them; whereupon Miss Spruce got up, curtseyed low, and also shook hands with the husband and wife.
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