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"Yes, he did," said the other. "In fact, it was intended for his room at first. He was quite pleased with it." "Why did he alter his mind, then?" inquired the girl. Mr. Tredgold looked suddenly at the opposite wall, but his lips quivered and his eyes watered. Miss Drewitt, reading these signs aright, was justly incensed. "I don't believe it," she cried.

"With the captain's glass one can see the sea distinctly. I spent nearly all last Friday afternoon up there, keeping an eye on things. Do you like the garden? Do you think these old creepers ought to be torn down from the house?" "Certainly not," said Miss Drewitt, with emphasis. "Just what I said," remarked Mr. Tredgold. "Captain Bowers wanted to have them pulled down, but I dissuaded him.

"You've lost your bet," she said, pointedly. "I know," was the reply. His gaiety had vanished and he looked so dejected that Miss Drewitt was reminded of the ruined gambler in a celebrated picture. She tried to quiet her conscience by hoping that it would be a lesson to him. As she watched, Mr. Tredgold dived into his left trouser-pocket and counted out some coins, mostly brown.

"But is it not very humiliating to you to have to be friends with such men?" said Mrs. D'Alloi. "You know Mr. Drewitt?" asked Peter. "Yes," said all but madame. "Do you take pleasure in knowing him?" "Of course," said Watts. "He's very amusing and a regular parlor pet." "That is the reason I took him. For ten years that man was notoriously one of the worst influences in New York State politics.

Edward Tredgold reaped some of the benefits of this conversation when he called a day or two afterwards. The captain was out, but, encouraged by Mr. Tasker, who represented that his return might be looked for at any moment, he waited for over an hour, and was on the point of departure when Miss Drewitt entered. "I should think that you must be tired of waiting?" she said, when he had explained.

"Of course, when I went into the garden I hadn't any idea that you would be in such an unlikely place," he said, with a kindly smile. "Let us hope that you won't go there again." Miss Drewitt, hardly able to believe her ears, let him go without a word, and in a dazed fashion stood at the door and watched him up the lane.

I shall be very sorry if you say anything that might cause unpleasantness between myself and Captain Bowers." "I shall tell him as soon as he comes in," said Miss Drewitt. "It is only right that he should know your opinion of him. Good-night." Mr. Tredgold said "good-night," and, walking to the door, stood for a moment regarding her thoughtfully.

"I'm afraid that he is not well," said Miss Drewitt, after a long, searching glance along the way they had come. "Perhaps we had better go back. It does begin to look rather dark." "Just as you please," said Edward Tredgold, with unwonted caution; "but the nearest shelter is Dutton Priors." He pointed to a lurid, ragged cloud right ahead of them.

Tasker's head was seen wrestling fiercely with its back collar-stud. "Mr. Tredgold!" said a sharp voice from above. Mr. Tredgold sprang to his feet, overturning the chair in his haste, and gazed aloft. "Miss Drewitt!" he cried, in accents of intense surprise. "I am coming down," said the voice. "Pray be careful," said Mr. Tredgold, anxiously; "it is very dark. Can I help you?"

Chalk; "he can talk of nothing else." The captain suppressed a groan, and Mr. Tredgold endeavoured, but without success, to exchange smiles with Miss Drewitt. "Aye, aye," said the captain, desperately. "He's as eager as a child that's going to its first pantomime," continued Mr. Chalk. Mr. Stobell's appearance was so alarming that he broke off and eyed him with growing uneasiness.

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