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He had a bad fainting fit, but with a long rest he may recover." The little party broke up once more into groups. Granet, who had drawn for a moment apart and seemed to be adjusting the knots of his sling, turned to Thomson. "Has he recovered consciousness yet?" he asked. "Barely," was the terse reply. "There was no special cause for his going off like that, I suppose?"
He has been obliged to fill up your place and I don't think he has room for any one on his staff." Granet looked a little hurt. "I thought he might have made a temporary appointment," he said gloomily. "This is no time to consider individuals," the General pointed out. "What about finding you a billet at home for a time, eh? You've seen a bit of the rough side of the war, you know."
But surely if Granet were the rising sun, Vaudrey was himself abandoning his character of the setting sun. He was not setting, he was falling. A sovereign contempt for this man entered Warcolier's lofty soul, Warcolier the friend of success. "Then you do not understand, Monsieur le Président?" Vaudrey drew himself up with a sudden movement that was frequent with him.
From behind the house came the softly muffled roar of the tide sweeping in, and, with sharper insistence, the whirr of machinery from the boathouse. Granet lit a cigarette and walked thoughtfully away. Just as he climbed into the car, a peculiar light through the trees startled him. He stood up and watched. From the top of the house a slowly revolving searchlight played upon the waters.
"I?" said Granet, who did his best to be agreeable, "God prevent me from thinking of this department. It is too well filled." "That is very gallant, my dear Granet." "Far from disputing your portfolio, I come, on the contrary, to give you some advice as to strengthening your already excellent position." "Advice from you, my dear colleague, should be excellent. Let us hear it."
Sulpice was as glad to have him as an opponent in the Chamber as a colleague in the ministerial council. He was, however, not an adversary to be trifled with. Granet was a power in himself. "Well!" said the minister to Granet, who entered smiling, and with a very polite greeting, "you come then to inspect your future office? Already!
That Norfolk affair I am not really out of that." "What do you mean?" Sir Alfred demanded anxiously. "This fellow Thomson?" "Thomson, of course," Granet assented, "but the real trouble has come to me in a different way. I told you that the girl got me out of it. She couldn't stand the second cross-examination.
Geraldine made a little grimace. "I shall go into the morning room and wait for him," she announced. "He'll very likely find me asleep." The Admiral looked up from behind the Times. "Where's that nice young fellow Granet?" he asked. "Why didn't you bring him in to dinner?" "Well, we didn't get back until nearly eight," Geraldine reminded her father.
"I only hope that they really have hit upon a device to rid the sea of these cursed submarines!" he remarked, as they made their way across the dock. "I see the brutes have taken to sinking fishing boats now." "Ralph believes that they have got something," Olive declared eagerly. "He is simply aching to get to work." "Sailors are all so jolly sanguine," Granet reminded her.
He struck the table on which his open portfolio rested, and said: "I understand that Granet wants that portfolio! Well, be it so! I set little store by it, but he does not have it yet!" "That is something like it! It is worthy of a brave man to show a resolute front to his enemies! It is in battle that talent is retempered, as formerly in the Styx were tempered " "I know," said Sulpice.
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