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Something electric seemed suddenly to have entered into Noel. He became as it were galvanized by fury. But still Hunt-Goring laughed. "Oh, not on this occasion, I assure you. I have too little at stake. I wonder why you imagined the engagement was broken off. I suppose your brother gave you a reason of sorts." Noel's eyes shone red. "He gave me to understand that you had had a hand in it.
"But as this affair has developed into something of the nature of a duel between the gallant major and myself it might be as well, for your sake as much as mine, that I should know what sort of ground I am standing on." "A duel!" echoed Olga. He smiled a little. "Hunt-Goring has no intention of letting you stay engaged to me if he can by any means prevent it." "Oh, Max!"
"Yachting is simply another word for imprisonment to me. I told Bruce I should certainly drown myself if I went with them." "I should like to introduce you to a form of yachting that is not imprisonment," said Hunt-Goring. Violet laughed. "Oh, I should have to be mistress of the yacht for that." "Even so," he rejoined significantly.
"I don't know what you mean," said Max in a voice that was utterly devoid of expression. Noel's face was red, but he stuck to his point. "You didn't tell me why she broke with you," he said. "Who did?" demanded Max. "Hunt-Goring." Max swallowed a remark which sounded more savage suppressed than if it had been fully audible. "You had a row with him then?" "Yes, I did. I couldn't help it.
Desperately she strove to cover her confusion, or at least to divert his attention from it. "I am quite sure Major Hunt-Goring doesn't! He he wouldn't be so silly!" "We are neither of us that," remarked Max with a twist of the lips that was hardly a smile. "I suppose you don't feel inclined to tell me exactly what the fellow's hold over you is."
Surely we have met before?" "We have," said Noel bluntly. "I fear the occasion has slipped my memory," said Hunt-Goring. A wiser man would have passed on. But Noel had not yet attained to years of discretion. He stood his ground and explained. "We met at dinner here. Captain and Miss Ratcliffe were here too and my brother." "Oh, ah! I remember now. Quite an amusing evening, was it not?"
And things do get so distorted sometimes, don't they?" "Well, dear " Daisy was beginning to wish herself well out of the matter "it is not a pretty story. You and Nick may possibly have heard of it. Quite possibly you know it to be untrue. Major Hunt-Goring told me it was sheer gossip, and he would not vouch for the truth of it. It concerned the death of your friend Violet Campion."
I don't think you would gain much by opening up the matter in any other quarter." "You mean it would be no good to discuss it with Nick?" said Daisy. Hunt-Goring looked at the end of his cigarette. "Perhaps I do mean that," he said. "He would probably prevent it coming to Olga's knowledge if he had set his heart on the match." "He couldn't prevent my telling her," said Daisy quickly. "No?"
You've sent that doctor chap about his business, haven't you?" "He has gone, yes." She answered him briefly to hide the intolerable pain at her heart the words called up. "But you're still hankering after him; is that it?" sneered Hunt-Goring. "Well, then, listen to me! I hold that man's future in my hands. I can ruin him utterly or I can forbear. I'm not over-fond of him, as you know.
I haven't time, but that's a detail. I'll work it somehow, if you don't mind having her ready by ten. I'll race round after parade." "I ought not to let her go," Daisy protested. He laughed at that. "Yes, yes, you must. I've promised. Good-bye! Ten o'clock then!" He shook her hand and departed, singing as he went. Hunt-Goring from the verandah watched him all-unperceived.
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