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I should never have dreamt of such a thing had not the Professor, who has been a most unfortunate man, felt so deeply interested in the inscription." "Yes, sir; I know all about that," said Glyn coldly; "and Singh told me that this Professor Barclay wanted the belt left with him." "Yes," cried Morris; "but it was not done, and I strongly commended Singh for his firmness in refusing."
But, all the same, Glyn uttered a low sigh as he thrust his hands into his pockets, to jingle in one the four keys that made his bunch, and in the other several coins which formed the half of the Colonel's previous day's cheque.
We are forced to withhold your present deposits to cover any reclamation and legal expenses, and we therefore beg you to discontinue the drawing of any drafts upon us until the solicitors of Messrs. Glyn, Carr & Glyn and the Executor notify us of the settlement of this distressing imputation upon the regularity of our actions as your business agents."
"Yes; it's just like a four-legged bird," shouted another. "That's right. They've caught Sindbad's roc and clipped his wings." "Cut them right off," said Glyn laughingly, joining in the mirth. "Poor fellow, look how he's moulting!" There was a burst of laughter at this, and as it ceased another boy shouted: "Ought its hump to wobble like that, and hang over all on one side?"
Glyn followed the Doctor, who made room for him to walk abreast till they were half-way down the main path, when the latter said quietly, "Well, Severn, what have you found?" "Nothing, sir," replied Severn, who did not consider it necessary to allude to the bat. "No," said the Doctor; "I did not expect you would. Of course, you see, my boy, that it was only a dream."
"It's the cook." The man turned scarlet and stood gazing at the boy with his mouth a little way open. "Why, who telled you, sir?" he stammered at last. "She did," said Glyn quietly. "What! My Emily told you that?" cried the man. "In them same words?" "No; she never spoke to me in my life," replied Glyn.
Some of these were introduced by Tudor, and asked for dances, and very soon the sisters were separated and gliding over the polished floor with partners. Mrs. Glyn Williams, having welcomed the young guests, retired to a sofa for a chat with some other dowagers, and left them to fill up their programmes as they liked.
There was a fresh jangling from below, exciting Glyn's curiosity almost to the highest pitch. "Look here, Singhy, if you don't get up directly and see what that noise is, I'll come and make you." "You do if you dare!" Glyn threw the clothes back, sprang out of bed, and the next moment the coverings of his companion were stripped off on to the floor. "Oh, you " snapped Singh.
"What does he do with it, then, at other times?" "Nothing," cried Glyn merrily. "It's kept shut up in a glass case at the Tower, for people to go and see." "England seems a queer place," said Singh quietly. "Very," cried Glyn drily. "You never want those Indian clothes, and you ought to have done as I told you left them behind." "But the Colonel didn't say so," replied the boy warmly.
"Why, because you are a maharajah, a prince; and when you grow old enough you are going back to Dour to rule over your subjects and be one of the biggest pots in Southern India." "Well, what of that?" said Singh quietly. "What good will that do me? But of course the Colonel will come too." "Ah, that remains to be seen," said Glyn.
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