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Philippa met several acquaintances, but Lessingham walked with his head erect, looking neither to the right nor to the left. "Aren't you sometimes afraid of being recognised?" she asked him. "There must be a great many men about of your time at Magdalen, for instance?"
'It's the ring I gave Marjorie for an engagement ring. Give it me, you hound! unless you wish me to do you violence in the cab. With complete disregard of the limitations of space, or of my comfort, Lessingham thrust him vigorously aside. Then gripping Sydney by the wrist, he seized the gaud, Sydney yielding it just in time to save himself from being precipitated into the street.
'You will not touch him with a finger, nor will he touch you. 'By what spell shall I prevent him? 'By the spell of two words. 'What words are they? 'Should Paul Lessingham chance to come upon you, and find you in his house, a thief, and should seek to stay you from whatever it is you may be at, you will not flinch nor flee from him, but you will stand still, and you will say
'I presume, Mr Lessingham, that all this is but a prelude to the play. At present I do not see where it is that I come in. Still for some seconds he was silent. When he spoke his voice was grave and sombre, as if he were burdened by a weight of woe. 'Unfortunately, as you put it, all this has been but a prelude to the play.
Lessingham, who ten days ago left Naples to join certain friends in Rome; the first hurried glance over the present missive showed that it contained no intelligence. She had scarcely begun to read it attentively, when the door opened and Miriam came in.
It is only a few weeks ago that I begged him to come to London with me, and he said that he hated the place. You don't know the woman?" Lessingham shook his head. "She looks like a foreigner," was all he could say. "Take me in to lunch at once," Philippa begged, rising abruptly to her feet. "This is really the last straw."
"It is," Hayter repeated, with emphasis, "the precise truth. Sir Henry Cranton's fishing excursions are myths. He is simply transferred from his fishing boat on to one of a little fleet of so-called mine sweepers, from which he conducts his operations. Nearly every one of the most important towns on the east coast are protected by minefields of his design." Lessingham was dumbfounded.
"I remember him perfectly well because he kept his temper when I revoked." "Dear me!" she exclaimed. "He must have taken a fancy to you, then. As a rule, they rather complain about him at bridge." "I formed the impression," Lessingham continued, "that he was rather a better player than the majority of the performers there." Mrs. Johnson, who was a dark and somewhat forbidding-looking lady, smiled.
"I have no doubt," he continued, "that the whole subject of Mr. Hamar Lessingham is scarcely worth discussing. Yet he does seem to have arrived here under a little halo of coincidence." "I am afraid I have scarcely appreciated that," Philippa remarked; "in fact, his coming here has seemed to me the most ordinary thing in the world.
The banter which had served her with so much effect, which she had relied upon as her defensive weapon, was suddenly useless. Lessingham had created an atmosphere around him, an atmosphere of sincerity. "Are you in earnest?" she faltered. "God knows I am!" he insisted. "You you care for me?"
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