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"What do you think of that?" "Why, I think it's very ridiculous not to put the `capital J' next to the `capital I," said Reginald. Gedge laughed. "Go and tell Durfy that; he'd like to hear it."
What with the mysterious relations between Betty and Boyce and Gedge, what with young Dacre's full exoneration of Boyce, what with young Randall's split with Gedge and his impeccable attitude towards Phyllis, things were complicated enough; Sir Anthony's revelations regarding poor Althea and his dark surmises concerning Randall complicated them still more; and now comes Mrs.
I can give the police at once a warrant for his arrest." Again I pacified him. "Let us hear what the man has to say." Gedge began. He spoke by the book, like one who repeats a statement carefully prepared. "It was past ten o'clock on the night of the 25th June, 1914.
Generous ale similarly treated produces the same effect. Marigold, driving me home, cocked a luminous eye on me and said: "Begging your pardon, sir, would you mind very much if I broke the neck of that there Gedge?" "You would be aiding the good cause," said I, "but I should deplore the hanging of an old friend. What has Gedge been doing?"
"I shouldn't have known it unless you'd told me," said Gedge, with a cloud on his face; "he's never sent me a word since he left." "He's been awfully busy he's scarcely had time to write home. I say, young 'un, what's the row with you? What makes you so queer?" "Oh, I don't know," said the boy wearily; "I used to fancy somebody cared for me, but I was mistaken.
We met in my chambers in London. I had sent my man up the day before to do some odds and ends for me. I made a clear breast of it to Gedge. He believed the worst. I don't blame him. I bought his silence for a thousand a year. I made arrangements for payment through my bankers. I went to Norway. But I went alone. I didn't fish. I put off the two men I was to join.
Sir Anthony glared at him and abruptly plucked the letter out of his hand; for the fraction of a second he stood irresolute; then he threw it behind him into the blazing fire. "Do you think I'm going to soil my mind with your dirty forgeries?" Gedge laughed. "You think you've queered my pitch, I suppose. You haven't. I've heaps more incriminating letters. That was only a sample."
Waddington judged the moment propitious he began. "While I was up in London I had the pleasure of lunching with Sir Maurice Gedge. He wants me to start a branch of the National League of Liberty here." "Liberty? Shouldn't have thought that was much in your line. Didn't expect to see you waving the red flag, what? Why didn't you put him on to our friend Grainger?"
I've found Gedge to be a beast, and I'm very honourably in love with Gedge's daughter, and I've asked her to marry me. I attach some value, Major, to your opinion of me, and I want you, to know these two facts." I again expressed my gratification at learning his honourable intentions towards Phyllis, and I commended his discovery of Gedge's fundamental turpitude. I cannot say that I was cordial.
One or two who had seen the accident patted Reginald on the back as he went by, but he hurried past them as quickly as he could, and presently stood in the seclusion of a by-street, still supporting his companion on his arm. "Are you hurt?" he inquired again. "No," said Gedge; "I can walk."
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