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The grey-bearded 'Grundy' murmured in a muffled voice: "Dangerous thing, that, to say in an hotel!" And they went on talking, but of what Lennan no longer knew, lost in this sudden feeling of sick fear. In the presence of these 'English Grundys, so superior to all vulgar sensations, he could not give vent to his alarm; already they viewed him as unsound for having fainted.
If it had not been as swift and darting, Earth must long ago have drifted through space untenanted to let.... After that fevered night Lennan went to his studio at the usual hour and naturally did not do a stroke of work. He was even obliged to send away his model.
And down they sat together before the photographs snapshots of people with guns or fishing-rods, little groups of schoolgirls, kittens, Dromore and herself on horseback, and several of a young man with a broad, daring, rather good-looking face. "That's Oliver Oliver Dromore Dad's first cousin once removed. Rather nice, isn't he? Do you like his expression?" Lennan did not know.
And it suddenly flashed through him Dolly was right! She's always right hang it! "You're busy," he said; "I mustn't interrupt you." "Not at all, sir. It was awfully good of you to look me up." The Colonel stared. There was something about young Lennan that he had not noticed before; a 'Don't take liberties with me! look that made things difficult.
Lennan did his best to answer, but something had closed his throat; he could only shake his head. "They had a guide, I think?" said the 'English Grundy. This time Lennan managed to get out: "Yes, sir."
If I am right, you want something for it to tread on, don't you, to get your full effect?" Lennan touched the base of the clay. "The broken curve here" then, with sudden disgust at this fencing, was silent. What had the man come for? He must want something. And, as if answering, Cramier said: "To pass to another subject you see a good deal of my wife.
For all our admiration we cannot quite admit can we, when it comes to the point?" The boy's loyalty broke into flame: "It's not that. I think Mrs. Stormer as good as any man only only " "Not quite so good as you, eh?" "A hundred times better, sir." Stormer smiled. Ironic beast! "Lennan," he said, "distrust hyperbole."
Ercott and gone up the wide shallow stairs to her room, she would sit down at the window to write to Lennan, one candle beside her one pale flame for comrade, as it might be his spirit. Every evening she poured out to him her thoughts, and ended always: "Have patience!"
The Colonel murmured: "Oh! I don't want that chap!" "Perhaps," said Mrs. Ercott, "you would like Mark Lennan." The Colonel looked at her most dubiously. Dolly could talk of it as a tragedy, and a a grand passion, and yet make a suggestion like that! Then his wrinkles began slowly to come alive, and he gave her waist a squeeze. Mrs. Ercott did not resist that treatment.
And suddenly there came the thought: Why should he not go to young Lennan and put it to him straight? That he was in love with Olive? Not quite but the way to do it would come to him. He brooded long over this idea, and spoke of it to Mrs. Ercott, while shaving, the next morning. Her answer: "My dear John, bosh!" removed his last doubt.
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