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He had not done himself justice. He never did do himself justice with Diggle. Diggle made him feel as if he were fifteen. But thoughts of Diggle did not long occupy his mind. Once more he seemed to be standing in the road, with the warm fragrance of petrol and lubricating oil playing on his face. Once more he saw her. Jona. Some would have hesitated to call her beautiful.
One of the cars was driven by Lord Tyburn, and the other by his wife, Jona. Luke hurriedly drove in a peg to mark the spot, and came down into the road again. "How's yourself?" said Lord Tyburn. "We've been away for two years. Timbuctoo, Margate. All over the place. Only got back to Gallows last night." Luke shook hands with him and with Jona. "You've not changed much," said Jona.
Luke, for instance, always calls him Simon up to the same point as Mark, except once where he uses the form 'Simon Peter, and thereafter always Peter, except in Christ's solemn warning, 'Simon, Simon, Satan hath desired to have you, and in the report of the tidings that met the disciples on their return from Emmaus, 'The Lord hath appeared to Simon. So Matthew calls him Simon in the story of the first miraculous draught of fishes, and in the catalogue of Apostles, and afterwards uniformly Peter, except in Christ's answer to the apostle's great confession, where He names him 'Simon Bar Jona, in order, as would appear, to bring into more solemn relief the significance of the immediately following words, 'Thou art Peter. In John's Gospel, again, we find the two forms 'Simon Peter' and the simple 'Peter' used throughout with almost equal frequency, while 'Simon' is only employed at the very beginning, and in the heart-piercing triple question at the end, 'Simon, son of Jonas, lovest thou Me?
"Well, this morning we played leap-frog down the stairs. That was a little idea of Bill's." Luke had noticed at lunch that two of the guests wore sticking-plaster on their noses. This explained it. "I don't think I should like playing leap-frog," he said. "I sometimes play at boats with Dot." "We'll play at hide-and-seek," said Jona. "You and I will hide together. Come along."
They could not bear to look one another in the face. Presently she said: "You're trembling, Lukie. I can feel it. Trembling. Like a jelly." "You're another," said Luke. "Oh, Jona. There's something I've been trying to ask you for the last ten months, and perhaps there will never be another opportunity. Do you remember when you came to my office?" She drove her elbow lightly into his ribs.
"I was going to say," Jona continued, "that the brick remains motionless while the stream goes past it." "But cannot we apply the principle of relativity here?" he asked. "May it not be that the stream stands still while the brick goes past it? It would appear so to the brick." "That's one of your dinky, thinky thoughts, isn't it?"
Then he remembered that Jona had rather seemed to encourage him in his idea of writing his biography. He planned it all out in his mind. He thoroughly enjoyed it. He enjoyed it so much that he felt he had to tell Mabel about it. He did. "Mabel," he said, "have you ever realized that under certain circumstances the most awful things would happen to me that ever befell the hero of a melodrama?
They hid in the cool dusk of the tool-shed. Jona sat on the wheelbarrow and talked, and talked, and talked. At the end of half-an-hour, Luke had failed to ask her what she had meant by certain things on the day that she had called at his office. He made rather a specialty of not being able to say anything that he particularly wanted to say. He said: "It's funny they've not found us yet."
Lady Tyburn got out and entered the shop. So she was back. Putting on his hat, so far as his agitated ears would permit, Luke rushed out into the street, crossed the road, and met her as she came out. "Jona," he panted. "Lukie, at last," she gasped. "You were not long in the shop!" "Just the same length that I am outside. I have been there three times to-day.
From Jona and Lukie!" He put the card in the dish and replaced the cover. Then he investigated the wine list, rang the bell, and ordered champagne and dry biscuits to be put in the drawing-room. Once more the numbers of the section will be used as a part of the sections. "Just imagine," said Luke. "Only this morning I was convinced that life was hell. Absolute hell." "And now?" asked Jona, shyly.
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