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Dorward must be joking, and his expression must have told as much to the priest, who murmured: "Nothing to laugh at. Nothing to laugh at." "No, of course not," said Mark feeling abashed. "But I'm afraid I shouldn't be able to serve you. I've never had any practice." "Perfectly easy. Perfectly easy. I'll give you a book when we get back."
Things have been shaping that way for years, and the time is almost ripe." "You English are too nervous to live, nowadays," Dorward declared impatiently. "I'd just like to know what they said about America." Bellamy smiled with faint but delicate irony. "Without a doubt, the Prince will tell you," he said. "He can scarcely do more to show his regard for your country.
I am bound to play for my own hand, though, in this matter, and if I get any benefit at all out of my journey, it will be after some regrettable accident has happened to you." "Say, ring the bell for drinks and chuck this!" Dorward exclaimed. "I've had about enough of it. I am not denying anything you say, but if these fellows really are on board, they'll think twice before they meddle with me."
Sometimes Mark had gazed at Eton and wondered vaguely about existence there; sometimes he had gazed at the towers of Windsor and wondered what the Queen ate for breakfast. Oxford was far more remote than either of these, and yet when Mr. Dorward said that he must go there his heart leapt as if to some recognized ambition long ago buried and now abruptly resuscitated.
I've got enough to send a telegram to Dorward. As soon as I get his answer I'll send you word by Hacking. Now don't hang about in the garden all the afternoon or your people will begin to think something's up. If you could, it would be a good thing for you to be heard praying and groaning in your room."
"Why in thunder shouldn't I?" Dorward asked. Bellamy sighed. "My dear Dorward," he said, "it is amazing to me that a man of your experience should talk and behave like a baby. You've taken some notice of your fellow-passengers, I suppose?" "I've seen a few of them," Dorward answered carelessly. "What about them?"
Ogilvie, a step which he was most anxious to avoid. He found that Galton, which he remembered from the days when he had sent Cyril Pomeroy there to be met by Dorward, was a small county town of some eight or nine thousand inhabitants and that St.
"The long and short of it is, I suppose, that you want me to break the seal of this document and let you read it." Bellamy shook his head. "It is too late for that, Dorward," he said. "If the seal were broken, they'd very soon guess where I came in, and it wouldn't help the work I have in hand for me to be picked up with a bullet in my forehead on the railway track." Dorward frowned uneasily.
A pompous ass whose wife ran away from him a little time ago. Served him right, Dorward told me in confidence. You must come and have lunch with me. There's only Lady Landells. I can't afford to live in the big place. Huge affair with Doric portico and all that, don't you know. It's let to Lord Middlesborough, the shipping man. I live at Malford Lodge. Quite a jolly little place I've made of it.
Then he turned around and faced his companion. "Bellamy," he ordered, "lock the door." Bellamy obeyed. He had no doubt now but that Dorward had lost his head in the Chancellor's presence had made some absurd attempt to gain the knowledge which they both craved, and had failed.
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