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He laughed at her quietly. "Told you what? Didn't he say I was a friend of his?" "So you've been entertaining a celebrity unawares!" laughed Nick. "I hope you have been on your best behaviour, my child." "But Miss Ratcliffe must be accustomed to celebrities," said Sir Kersley Whitton, "since she has to entertain you and Max Wyndham every day." "Is Max a celebrity too, then?" asked Olga quickly.
"Captain and Mrs. Ratcliffe will stay in town with Olga, then?" asked Sir Kersley. "I believe so." Sir Kersley's grey eyes regarded him thoughtfully. "And she is still in the dark with regard to Miss Campion's death?" he asked, after a moment. Max's eyes came swiftly downwards, meeting his look with something of the effect of a challenge. "Yes, absolutely," he said.
It was Nick who first suggested it at a time when I believed my chances to be nil. And gradually the idea took hold of me. We had been almost engaged before. And though I didn't believe in my luck any longer, I thought I would have one last shot. Kersley backed me as usual. I am to go into partnership with him when I get back. He urged me to come, even said I owed it to her.
He came forward instantly and clapped a practical hand upon his friend's shoulder. "Come and have a wash, Kersley!" he said, and with characteristic decision marched him away. As they went, Violet broke once more into the low, sweet refrain of her Spanish love-song. "How extraordinary men are!" Violet stretched her arms high above her head and let them fall.
"Why should she?" said Max again aggressively. "The subject is a painful one. She is willing enough to avoid it. Of course," he paused momentarily, "Noel doesn't know about that affair either. No one knows besides ourselves, but Dr. Jim and Nick." "In my opinion Noel ought to know," said Sir Kersley, with quiet decision.
One day you come flying to me for protection, and almost the day after, you " "Please, Violet!" Olga broke in sharply. "You know I don't like it!" "Oh, very well, my dear, very well! The subject is closed. We will return to the renowned Sir Kersley. He was watching me all luncheon-time. Did you notice?" Olga had noticed. "Are you very like your mother?" she asked.
Do you think Nick will persuade him to go?" "He can't stop to lunch if he isn't asked," said Max. "An unwelcome visitor?" asked Sir Kersley. "Yes, a neighbour of ours," explained Olga. "He lives about two miles away at a place called The Warren. He is retired from the Army. He shoots and hunts in the winter and loafs all the summer." "A very horrid man," said Max with a twinkle.
Wyndham is another, being the protégé of Kersley Whitton to whom the girl's mother was engaged and who was the first to discover the fatal tendency. She married Campion mainly out of pique because Whitton threw her over. He was a man of sixty, and his son was grown up at the time.
As you say, it would be a terrible thing if she ever remembered; but if Noel is left in ignorance, the chances are she never will remember. To tell him would be to put a shadow between them which he would never forget and she would in time come to be aware of. It would wreck their happiness sooner or later. No; in Heaven's name, leave them in peace!" "I think you are wrong," Sir Kersley said.
"Where's Nick?" said Max unexpectedly. "Somewhere in the garden with Sir Kersley. I believe they went to see the vine." "Then go to him," said Max; "tell him I have forbidden you to go to church to-night, and see what he says." "I won't," said Olga. She passed him without a second glance, and went indoors. Violet laughed again. Max turned towards her.
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