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Feltham drove his car to the garage which had been built at the back of the house, and, once free from observation, lit his pipe, and, seating himself on a box, drew from his pocket a little card which he perused with unusual care. He read: One: To act as chauffeur and valet. Two: To receive ten pounds a week and expenses. Three: To make no friends or acquaintances.
"What a mysterious person you have become, Austen!" he said. "What's it all about?" "You will know some day," I answered, as we made ourselves comfortable, "perhaps before many hours are past!" We arrived at Feltham at a few minutes past ten o'clock, having seen nothing of the car which had left Newcastle a few minutes before ours.
It was written from Feltham Court, Norfolk, and dated the previous day. My Dear Austen, I send you a hurried line in case you should be thinking of coming down here. I have decided to come up to London for a few weeks, and have lent the Court to Lady Mary, with the exception of the shooting, which is reserved for you. If you are in town, do look me up at Claridge's. Ever yours, Ralph.
"Quite satisfied, sir," he said. "You seem a little distrait, Feltham; I mean a little upset about something. What is it?" The man coughed in embarrassed confusion. "Well, sir," he began, "the fact is, I don't like it." "You don't like what? The five hundred pounds I gave you?" "No, sir.
Without date. In "A brief Character of the Low-countries under the States, being Three Weeks Observation of the Vices and Virtues of the Inhabitants," written by Owen Feltham, and printed Lond. 1659, 12mo, we find them epitomized as a general sea-land the great bog of Europe an universal quagmire in short, a green cheese in pickle. Gloss. Archaiol., folio, Lond. 1664.
I know nothing and understand nothing. I am going down into the country to shoot pheasants." Lamartine smiled. "I," he remarked, entering the car, "am going after bigger game!" I found several of my brother's friends staying at Feltham, who were also well known to me, and my aunt, who was playing hostess, had several women staying with her.
"Some part of the day I thought I would look up these people the Deloras." Ralph nodded and turned to his servant. "Goreham," he said, "I will have the motor in an hour. Come and dine with me, will you, Austen?" he said, turning to me. "I don't suppose you will go down to Feltham for a day or two." "I will come, with pleasure," I answered. "Where are you going to motor to?"
Been sleeping out six months, since he left Feltham Industrial School. Was sent there for playing truant. Has had one bit of bread to-day; yesterday had only some gooseberries and cherries, i.e., bad ones that had been thrown away. Mother is alive. She "chucked him out" when he returned home on leaving Feltham because he could'nt find her money for drink. No. 12. Old man, age 67.
I determined to go down alone, to shoot zealously from early in the morning till late at night, but to have no house-party at Feltham, to invite a few of the neighbors, and to be free myself to depart for London any time, at a moment's notice. It would come! somehow or other I felt sure of it. I should receive a summons from her, and I must be prepared at any moment to come to her aid.
"Well, sir, I've been in all sorts of queer places," said Feltham doggedly, as he puffed away at the cigarette, "but I've always managed to keep clear of anything funny. Do you see what I mean?" "By funny I presume you don't mean comic," said Mr. Rex Holland cheerfully. "You mean dishonest, I suppose?"
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