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He could not offer sympathy or condolence Durwent wasn't seeking that. It was impossible to condemn, or to suggest a new start in life, because the young fellow was not trying to justify his actions. Yet it seemed such a tragedy to look helplessly on without one effort to change the floating course of the driftwood. 'Durwent, he said haltingly, 'it's not too late for you to start over again.
'Who is that in the opposite box, with the leopard's skin on her shoulders? queried the rector's wife. 'I think Butterfly is topping, said Lady Erskin's daughter. 'I always weep buckets in the second act. 'I should like to die to music like that, said Elise, almost to herself. Close by a communication-trench, Dick Durwent stood shivering in the cool night-air.
'Lady Durwent, said the futurist, 'all art is philosophy even old Pyford's here, though his amounts almost to theology. For a few minutes the conversation drifted in inconsequential channels until H. Stackton Dunckley becalmed everything with a laborious dissertation on the lack of literary taste in both England and America.
'No, no, said Johnston Smyth, hushing the voices with a pianissimo movement of his hands, 'it is not humour on Mr. Selwyn's part, but gratitude. In return for Christopher Columbus discovering America, this gentleman is going to repay the debt of the New World to the Old by discovering England. 'SHALL WE HAVE SOME PORT? said Lady Durwent, opening the sluice-gates of her vocal production.
The extraordinary little man smiled toothlessly and fingered his tray. 'Gentlemen, said Smyth, 'name your brands. 'Give me a double brandy, said Durwent, blowing on his chilled fingers. 'Better make it two doubles in a large glass. 'Soda, sir? queried the proprietor in a high-pitched, tranquil voice. 'No, said Durwent. 'You can bring a little water in a separate glass.
Lady Durwent's dinner-party had been an expedition into the artistic fakery of London, and he would have dismissed the whole affair as a stimulating and amusing diversion from the ultra-aristocratic rut if the personality of Elise Durwent had not remained with him like a haunting melody. He looked at his watch.
If you will go to America, I have friends there who would give you every opening and' 'You're an awfully decent chap, said Durwent, once more touching Selwyn's hand with his; 'but I shall not come back from the war. I felt that the moment I stepped on shore yesterday. I felt it again when that fellow spoke to me in the tavern. It may come soon, or it may be a long time, but this is the end.
We buried Dick where he fell and, Lord Durwent, it is not often that men weep. The French general, to whom the tank officer had made his report, pinned this on your son's breast, and then gave it to me to have it forwarded to you. He asked me to convey his message: "That the soil of France was richer for having taken so brave a man to its heart."
She stepped into the car, and with no further sign to him threw in the clutch and started away. Huddled in the corner, his pale face glistening in the lamplight of the street, the Honourable Richard Durwent lay in a drunken sleep.
'But you will stay here for the night? said Lady Durwent. 'No thank you very much. I have left my haversack at the inn; and, besides, I must catch the 7.45 train to London in the morning to keep an important appointment. Good-night, Lady Durwent. Amidst subdued but earnest good wishes from the peer and his wife, he wished them good-bye and turned to Elise.
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