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Chilcote. You owe her a large debt. A popular wife means a great deal to a politician." The steady eyes of his companion disturbed Chilcote. He drew away his hand. "Eve is unique," he said, vaguely. Fraide smiled. "That is right," he said again. "Admiration is too largely excluded from modern marriages." And with a courteous excuse he rejoined his friends.
Never before had the sensation presented itself, but, once set up, it ran through all his susceptibilities. By an absurd freak of fancy those varying eyes seemed to pierce through his lids, almost through his eyeballs. The cold perspiration that was his daily horror broke out on his forehead; and at the same moment Fraide, his leader, turned, leaned over the back of his seat, and touched his knee.
"I'll return with you now to Grosvenor Square; I'll remain there till a reasonable excuse can be given for Chilcote's going abroad; I will avoid Fraide, I will cut politics whatever the cost; then, at the first reasonable moment, I will do what I would do now, to-night if it were possible. I'll go away, start afresh; do in another country what I have done in this."
"I shall be home at eleven," she said below her breath. Loder dined with Lakely at Chilcote's club; and so absorbing were the political interests of the hour the resignation of Sir Robert Sefborough, the King's summoning of Fraide, the probable features of the new ministry that it was after nine o'clock when at last he freed himself and drove to the "Arcadian" Theatre.
Eve, listening intently, drew a long breath of suspense and let her fingers drop apart; the sceptical, watchful eyes that faced him, line upon line, seemed to flash and brighten with critical interest; only Fraide made no change of expression. He sat placid, serious, attentive, with the shadow of a smile behind his eyes. Again Loder paused, but this time the pause was shorter.
Then, as Fraide in all unconsciousness added his second sentence, the hot glow of feeling suddenly chilled. In a sweep of intuitive reaction the meaning and the danger of his falsely real position extinguished his excitement and turned his triumph cold. With an involuntary gesture he withdrew his arm. "You're very good, sir," he said. "And you're very right.
"Well?" he said again, "what about Fraide?" At his words she sat straighter and looked at him more directly, as if bracing herself to a task. "Mr. Fraide is is as interested as ever in you," she began. "Or in you?" Loder made the interruption precisely as he felt Chilcote would have made it. Then instantly he wished the words back.
"No, I don't think I ever saw you look so well." She was quite unconscious and very charming as she made the admission. It struck Loder that her coloring of hair and eyes gained by daylight were brightened and vivified by their setting of sombre river and sombre stone. Fraide smiled at her affectionately; then looked at Loder. "Chilcote has got anew lease of nerves, Eve," he said, quietly.
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