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Indeed, he had, like Dr Brandram, doubted whether Roger so much as knew that he had had a brother. "What brother?" he inquired vaguely. "Oh, he died long ago, before I was born. He was the son of father's first wife, you know," pointing to the inscription of Ruth Ingleton's name. "He is not buried here he died abroad, I believe but I think his death should be recorded with the others. Don't you?"
Then he twitched his glass uncomfortably, and replied in an absent sort of way "Quite so quite so." Roger Ingleton's reflections, as he lay awake on the morning of his twentieth birthday, were not altogether self-congratulatory. He was painfully aware that he was what he himself would have styled a poor creature.
It's awful to think we've nothing to live on but what we get out of Roger's money." "Foolish girl," said her father with a forced laugh, "you are a delightful specimen of a woman's incapacity to understand the very rudiments of business. Why, you absurd child, old Roger Ingleton's will bequeathed me £300 a year for acting as the boy's guardian." "Yes, for two years.
Lady Dolly in front, repeated Lord Ingleton's phrase with ingenuous wonder. "I know it's clever," she insisted, "but what does it mean? Now that other thing what was it? 'Subtract vice, and virtue is what is left' that's an easy one. Write it down on your cuff for me, will you, Colonel Cummins? I SHALL be so sick if I forget it."
"Mr Ingleton's will, Mr Pottinger, so far as I can understand it, seems fairly simple, and I am ready and anxious to perform my part of its provisions." "Yes. You see, after all, it is only a matter of two years' trouble. As soon as Master Roger comes of age you will be released." "Unless," says the Captain, laughing, "he marries, becomes mad, or goes to prison, isn't that it?
In the sad confusion which followed upon Mrs Ingleton's sudden death, no one appeared to remark the abrupt departure of Mr Robert Ratman. Roger certainly never bestowed a thought on the occurrence, and if any of the other members of the household thought twice about it, they all even Jill kept their ideas on the subject to themselves.
"Miladi Ingleton arrived at the Embassy from England yesterday," said Sonia, in her thick, soft voice. The apparent recovery of Lady Ingleton's mother had been a deception. She had had a relapse almost immediately after Lady Ingleton's return from Liverpool to London; an operation had been necessary, and Lady Ingleton had been obliged to stay on in England several weeks. During this time Mrs.
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