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The Clarke trial came on in May, when Robin was becoming almost elderly, having already passed no less than ten weeks in the midst of this wicked world. On the day before it opened, Daventry made Dion promise to come into court at least once to hear some of the evidence. "A true friend would be there every day," he urged "to back up his old chum." "Business!" returned Dion laconically.
The filmy white had been lifted in the process of sewing, and a little exquisitely bound white book was disclosed beneath it. "May I look?" "Yes, do." Dion took the book up, and read the title, "The Kasidah of Haji Abdu El-Yezdi." "I never heard of this. Where did you get it?" "Guy Daventry left it here by mistake yesterday. I must give it to him to-night."
He was glad that young rascal had taken to him at sight. The fact gave him confidence when he thought of Robin and the future. It occurred to him, as he turned into the Greville Club, that Mrs. Clarke had not once mentioned Rosamund during his visit. When Rosamund, Robin and the nurse came back to London on the last day of September, Beatrice and Daventry were settled in their home.
Daventry, she's a quite honest stupid woman. She honestly thinks that I'm a horrible creature." And Mrs. Clarke began to bite the crisp toast with her lovely teeth. Mrs. Chetwinde's eyes dwelt on her for a brief instant with, Dion thought, a rather peculiar look which he could not quite understand. It had, perhaps, a hint of hardness, or of cold admiration, something of that kind, in it.
For their honeymoon she and Daventry disappeared to the Garden of France to make a leisurely tour through the Chateaux country. Meanwhile Robin, according to his nurse, "was growing something wonderful, and improving with his looks like nothing I ever see before, and me with babies ever since I can remember anything as you may say, a dear!"
"Rosamund always loved having a meal on a tray," said Bruce Evelin. "She's a big child still. But enthusiasts never really grow up, luckily for them." "Dinner is served, sir." "Daventry, will you take Beatrice?" As Dion followed with Bruce Evelin, he said: "So you've got Daventry a case!" "Yes." Bruce Evelin lowered his voice. "He's a good fellow and a clever fellow, but he's got to work.
We lay at Daventry one night, and continuing our march to pass the river above Northampton, that town being possessed by the enemy, we understood a party of Northampton forces were abroad, and intended to attack us. Accordingly, in the afternoon our scouts brought us word the enemy were quartered in some villages on the road to Coventry.
Clarke know that Rosamund accepted to go to your dinner?" asked Dion abruptly, and with a forcible directness that put the not unastute Daventry immediately on his guard. "What on earth has that to do with it?" "Everything, I should think. Did she?" "No," said Daventry. "Then how could ?" Dion began. But he broke off, and added more quietly: "Why are you so anxious that Rosamund should know Mrs.
It was dated from some place in Norway where he was fishing, and from whence he had addressed the whole packet to my sister's own home, not knowing of her absence. "MY DEAR MRS. DAVENTRY" it began "The enclosed will have been a long time of reaching its real destination, for it is, as you will see, really intended for your sister.
For reasons which Daventry did not enter into Beattie could never now hope to have a child. Daventry was greatly distressed about it, but rather for Beattie's sake than for his own. "I married Beattie because I loved her, not because I wanted to become a father," he said. After a long pause he added, almost wistfully.
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