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Even while these thoughts passed through her brain, he turned to talk to her, and she felt at once that little glow of pleasure which the sound of his voice nearly always evoked. "I am looking forward so much," he said, "to my stay at Devenham. You know, it will not be very much longer that I shall have the opportunity of accepting such invitations."
"And afterwards, where shall you go?" "Anywhere," he sighed, with a hopeless gesture. "And the race?" "Will be run without me." "And your friends the Marquis, Viscount Devenham, and the rest?" "Will, I expect, turn their gentlemanly backs upon me as you yourself have done. So, madam, I thank you for your past kindness, and bid you good-by" "Stop, sir!"
Yet between these two men, so different in all externals, there was the strongest sympathy, although they met but seldom. "So we are to lose you soon, Prince," the Baron was saying. "Very soon indeed," Prince Maiyo answered. "Next week I go down to Devenham. I understand that the Prime Minister and Sir Edward Bransome will be there. If so, that, I think, will be practically my leave-taking.
The Duke of Devenham, Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster, whose wife entertained for his party, and whose immense income, derived mostly from her American relations, was always at its disposal, was a person almost as important in the councils of his country as the Prime Minister himself.
Saying which the Marquis gently led Barnabas to the window, and began to study his cravat with the most profound interest. "By George, Devenham," he exclaimed suddenly, "it's new!" "Gad!" said the Viscount, "now you come to mention it, so it is!" "Positively new!" repeated the Marquis in an awestruck voice, staring at the Viscount wide-eyed.
"I'll mention it," the Duke promised, "but I am afraid my womenfolk are scarcely up to this sort of thing. The best plan would be to tackle him ourselves down at Devenham." "I thought of that," the Prime Minister assented. "That is why I am coming down myself and bringing Bransome. If he will have nothing to say to us within a week or so of his departure, we shall know what to think.
"That's the queerest fellow I ever knew in my life," he said. "He seems all the time as though his head were in the clouds." Lady Grace sighed. She too was chalking her cue. "I wonder," she said, "what it would be like to live in the clouds." The library at Devenham Castle was a large and sombre apartment, with high oriel windows and bookcases reaching to the ceiling.
"What, George," enquired one, "ha' you found Jessamy?" "No!" answered my uncle, slapping me on the shoulder. "But the next best thing, Devenham " "And a demned queer-looking thing it is, George!" added the recumbent gentleman, viewing me with a pair of blue eyes, one of which exhibited signs of recent punishment. "None the less, Jerny," answered uncle George, "it is my nephew.
Devenham! there you are, back from the wilds, eh? Heard the latest? No, I'll be shot if you have none of you have, and I'm bursting to tell it positively exploding, damme if I'm not. It was last night, at Crockford's you'll understand, and every one was there Skiffy, Apollo, the Poodle, Red Herrings, No-grow, the Galloping Countryman and your obedient humble.
"I didn't quite hear what you said before," she said severely. "Perhaps it is just as well. I rang up to say that you had better come round and dine with us tonight. You will probably find Penelope in a more reasonable frame of mind." "Awfully good of you," Somerfield declared heartily. "I'll come with pleasure." Dinner at Devenham House that evening was certainly a domestic meal.
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