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Fentolin's fingers disappeared within the pocket of his coat. Something very bright was glistening in his hand when he withdrew it. "Come and parley with us, Mr. Hamel," he begged. "You will not find us unreasonable." Hamel's voice came back in reply, but Hamel himself kept well away from the opening. "The conditions," he said, "are unpropitious. A little time for reflection will do you no harm."
Fentolin's gentleness of expression seemed to have departed. His face was hard, his eyes agleam. He had almost the look of a bird of prey. For some reason, the thought of war seemed to be a joy to him. Perhaps he read something of Hamel's wonder in his expression, for with a shrug of the shoulders he dismissed the subject. "Well," he concluded, "all these things lie on the knees of the gods.
Esther, too, suffers, perhaps to a less extent. As for me," her voice broke a little "Mr. Fentolin likes people around him who are always cheerful. He prefers even a certain style of dress. I, too, have to do my little share." Hamel's face grew darker. "Has it ever occurred to you," he demanded, "that Mr. Fentolin is a tyrant?" She closed her eyes for a moment.
Hamel's reputation as an aviator, clearly show us that M. Pegoud has a life-saving mission for airmen throughout the world. Let us stand, in imagination, with the enormous crowd of spectators who invaded the Surrey aerodrome on 25th September, and the two following days, in 1913. What an enormous crowd it was!
You realise that, I am sure, and you will not persist in returning to your selfish solitude." Hamel's eyes were fixed a little longingly upon some of the volumes with which the table was covered. "You must not think me ungrateful or churlish, Mr. Fentolin," he begged.
This savage idea has not improved the odor of Dr. Hamel's name in Chamonix by any means. But after all, the man was sound on human nature. His idea was conveyed to the public officials of Chamonix, and they gravely discussed it around the official council-table.
Kim I kept by me, and midway along, despite Hendrik Hamel's warning scowls, dismissed him and the company, first requesting, and obtaining, palace lodgment instead of the inn. Next day the palace was a-buzz with my feast, for I had put Taiwun and all his champions snoring on the mats and walked unaided to my bed.
Then, as I ran across the square, Wachter the blacksmith, who stood there with his apprentice, reading the placard, called out to me: "Don't hurry so, my boy; you'll get to your school soon enough!" I thought that he was making fun of me, and I ran into Monsieur Hamel's little yard all out of breath.
A servant conducted him at once to the drawing-room. Mrs. Fentolin, in a pink evening dress, with a pink ornament in her hair, held out both her hands. In the background, Mr. Fentolin, in his queerly-cut evening clothes, sat with folded arms, leaning back in his carriage. He listened grimly to his sister-in-law as she stood with Hamel's hands in hers. "My dear Mr. Hamel!" she exclaimed.
The Foreign Office especially is ageing its men fast these few years. We've been going through hell, Hamel, and we are up against it now, hard up against it." The slight smile passed from the lips of Hamel's sunburnt, good-natured face. He himself seemed to become infected with something of his companion's anxiety. "There's nothing seriously wrong, is there, Reggie?" he asked.
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