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As their eyes met, she changed her position hastily. "You are going out?" she asked. And it struck Loder quickly that there was a suggestion, a shadow of disappointment in the tone of her voice. Moved by the impression, he responded with unusual promptness. "Yes," he said. "I'm dining out dining with Lakely."
Chilcote shrugged his shoulders. "Oh, I don't know," he said. "I scarcely believe in it. Lakely put a match to the powder in the 'St. George's', but 'twill only be a noise and a puff of smoke." But Fraide did not smile. "What is the feeling down at Wark?" he asked. "Has it awakened any interest?" "At Wark? Oh, I I don't quite know. I have been a little out of touch with Wark in the last few weeks.
Every word wrung from Lakely was another stimulus to pride, another subtle tribute to the curious force of personality. "Well?" he said. "Well?" Lakely smiled. "We all know that Sefborough's ministry is well, top-heavy," he said. "Sefborough is building his card house just a story too high. It's a toss-up what 'll upset the balance.
She colored slightly and glanced under her lashes at Blessington. Had the same idea struck him, she wondered? But he was studiously studying a suit of Chinese armor that stood close by in a niche of the wall. "Bobby has been keeping me amused while you talked to Mr. Lakely," she said, pointedly. Directly addressed, Loder turned and looked at Blessington.
Without announcement or apology, the door was suddenly flung open and Lakely entered the room. His face was brimming with excitement, and his eyes flashed. In the first haste of the entry he failed to see that there were ladies in the room, And, crossing instantly to Fraide, laid an open telegram before him. "This is official, sir," he said. Then at last he glanced round the table.
And so it came about that Loder was freed from one responsibility to undertake another. From the morning of March 27th, when Lakely had expounded the political programme in the offices of the 'St. George's Gazette', to the afternoon of April 1st he found himself a central figure in the whirlpool of activity that formed itself in Conservative circles.
"I shall be home at eleven," she said below her breath. Loder dined with Lakely at Chilcote's club; and so absorbing were the political interests of the hour the resignation of Sir Robert Sefborough, the King's summoning of Fraide, the probable features of the new ministry that it was after nine o'clock when at last he freed himself and drove to the "Arcadian" Theatre.
It was scarcely twelve o'clock when he turned the corner of the tall building, but already the keen spirit that Lakely everywhere diffused was making itself felt.
His mind was full of Lakely and of the possibilities the night might hold; for more than once before, the weight of the 'St. George's Gazette', with Lakely at its back, had turned the political scales. To be marked by him as a coming man was at any time a favorable portent; to be singled out by him at the present juncture was momentous.
She watched him intently while he spoke; then, as the meaning of his words reached her, her whole face brightened. "With Mr. Lakely?" she said. "Oh, I'm glad very glad. It is quite quite another step." She smiled with a warm, impulsive touch of sympathy. Loder, looking up at her, felt his senses stir. At sound of her words his secret craving for success quickened to stronger life.
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