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"Why the devil she accepted you, I can't think," said Jimmy half to himself, stopping suddenly, and glaring across the table. Lord Dreever felt relieved. This was not polite, perhaps, but at least it was not violent. "That's what beats me, too, old man," he said. "Between you and me, it's a jolly rum business. This afternoon " "What about this afternoon?" "Why, she wouldn't have me at any price."
I was wondering whether I wouldn't give it a trial." Lord Dreever regarded this traveled man with interest. "It beats me," he said, wonderingly. "What do you want to leg it about the world like that for? What's the trouble? Why don't you stay where the girl is?" "I don't know where she is." "Don't know?" "She disappeared."
With stolid good-humor, he marched along the line he had mapped out. He was kindly and shrewd and practical; and the gulf gaped wider with every word. "You mustn't be rash, my dear. You mustn't act without thinking in these things. Lord Dreever is only a boy, as you say, but he will grow. You say you don't love him. Nonsense! You like him. You would go on liking him more and more. And why?
The sun had gone down behind the hills, and the water had ceased to glitter. There was a suggestion of chill in the air. The great mass of the castle frowned down upon them, dark and forbidding in the dim light. She shivered. Lord Dreever, meanwhile, having left the waterside, lighted a cigarette, and proceeded to make a reflective tour of the grounds. He felt aggrieved with the world.
A vision rose in his mind of Spike alone in London, with Savoy Mansions as a base for his operations. No, Spike must be transplanted to the country. But Jimmy could not seem to see Spike in the country. His boredom would probably be pathetic. But it was the only way. Lord Dreever facilitated matters. "By the way, Pitt," he said, "you've got a man of sorts, of course?
It was not worth harrying his memory about. Judicious tipping secured the three a compartment to themselves. Hargate, having read the evening paper, went to sleep in the far corner. Jimmy and Lord Dreever, who sat opposite each other, fell into a desultory conversation. After awhile, Lord Dreever's remarks took a somewhat intimate turn. Jimmy was one of those men whose manner invites confidences.
The instant Charteris learned from Lord Dreever that Jimmy had at one time actually been on the stage professionally, he decided that Lord Herbert offered too little scope for the new man's talents. "Absolutely no good to you, my dear chap," he said. "It's just a small dude part. He's simply got to be a silly ass."
"The man who said, 'Distance lends enchantment to the view, for instance. Dreever looks quite nice when you see him as far away as this, with a good strip of water in between." Molly, gazing over the side of the boat into the lake, abstained from feasting her eyes on the picturesque spectacle. "Why did you do it?" she said, in a low voice.
He did not count. But as a willful child, to be kept out of trouble, he had a claim on Molly. She spoke soothingly. "But, Lord Dreever, " she began. "Call me Spennie," he urged. "We're pals. You said so on stairs. Everybody calls me Spennie even Uncle Thomas. I'm going to pull his nose," he broke off suddenly, as one recollecting a forgotten appointment. "Spennie, then," said Molly.
He was in no mood to listen to the likes and dislikes of other men. "Look here, Dreever," said Hargate, "I want you to do something for me. I want you to get Pitt out of the place." Lord Dreever eyed his guest curiously. "Eh?" he said. Hargate repeated his remark. "You seem to have mapped out quite a program for me," said Lord Dreever. "Get him out of it," continued Hargate vehemently.
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