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Updated: June 14, 2025
George Oakleigh, in naval uniform, was unashamedly sleeping in a deep window-embrasure, his mouth open and his eyeglasses on his knees. Deganway and Carstairs were arguing in subdued tones and seemed as vacantly uninterested as Pentyre, who had exhausted the feuilleton of his paper and was studying the advertisements.
But, in wrestling with the necessary evils of life, Eric was finding, as others had done before him, that Gerald Deganway was the irreducible minimum; it was of greater importance that for three months no one would have cause to gossip about them; and by that time even the Warings could not reasonably hope for tidings of Jack.
George Oakleigh had telephoned to say that he had two stalls for "Mother's Son" and would be delighted if she would dine and go with him. . . . They arrived and saw a certain number of friends. . . . At the end of the first act George went out to smoke a cigarette. . . . She had just begun talking to Gerry Deganway when she looked up and caught Jack's eye. . . . They were both so much surprised that they became praeternaturally natural. . . .
She had ceased to smile, and two faint lines of annoyance were visible between her eye-brows. "I'm sorry. It was no business of mine," said George apologetically. "I don't mind you. But it was no business of the Deganway creature. Can't you break his eye-glass or cut a piece off the end of his nose, George? Did he tell you who I came down with?" "Deganway is always thorough in his investigations.
Barbara moved into his place and called a greeting to Deganway who was on the opposite side; he stood up and bent over her, swinging his eye-glass. Suddenly Eric found himself trembling. After the usual uncertainty, which he had been watching with one eye, he saw Colonel Waring and Jack squeezing past their neighbours.
If things seem to hang fire, get Gerry Deganway to give imitations of His Excellency." Lady Crawleigh bridled at the suggestion. "That's not at all a respectful way to speak of your father," she observed reprovingly. "Well, His ex-Excellency, then. That no better? Sorry. He's very amusing Gerry, I mean. Why not get father to give imitations of Gerry? In its way, that ought to be just as funny."
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