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Updated: May 23, 2025
I crumpled up the papers just as they were and carried them to my own room." From the first to the last word of Eve's story Loder's eyes never left her face. Instantly she had finished his voice broke forth in irrepressible question. In that wonderful space of time he had learned many things. All his deductions, all his apprehensions had been scattered and disproved.
And without premeditation her eyes and Loder's met. In this manner came the news from Persia, and with it Loder's definite call. In the momentary stress of action it was impossible that any thought of Chilcote could obtrude itself.
The gesture was quite friendly, but in Loder's eyes it held relief as well as friendliness; and when their hands met he noticed that her fingers barely brushed his. He picked up her cloak and carried it across the room. As he held the door open, he laid it quietly across her arm. "I'll think over what you've said," he repeated.
With a new boldness he touched her arm, drawing her forward gently but decisively towards Chilcote's rooms. In the study a fire burned brightly, the desk was laden with papers, the lights were nicely adjusted; even the chairs were in their accustomed places. Loder's senses responded to each suggestion. It seemed but a day since he had seen it last.
"Well, my dear boy, you you know what women are!" Blessington was only twenty-three. He reddened again, and assumed an air of profundity. "I know. sir," he said, with a shake of the head. Loder's sense of humor was keen, but he kept a grave face. "I knew you'd catch my meaning; but I want you to do something more.
Owen, occupied with a letter he held in his hand, had spoken thoughtlessly; but an exclamation from Toni made him pause and regard his wife in amazement. Toni's pallor had given way to a deep flush, and her usually sweet eyes blazed with rage. "Oh, I'll order Miss Loder's lunch." She spoke in sharp staccato tones. "You needn't be afraid I will neglect her because you're away.
Having stated his opinions, he reverted to the motive of his speech his desire to put forward a strong protest against the adjournment of the House without an assurance from the government that immediate measures would be taken to safeguard British interests in Meshed and throughout the province of Khorasan. The immediate outcome of Loder's speech was all that his party had desired.
For a space Chilcote stood in the doorway staring at him; then his lips parted and he took a step forward. "Loder " he said, anxiously. "Loder, what are you going to do?" Loder turned. His shoulders were stiff, his face alight with energy. "I'm going back," he said, "to unravel the tangle you have made." Loder's plan of action was arrived at before he reached Trafalgar Square.
He has been thinking a good deal about you in the last three weeks ever since the day of your your illness in the House; and it seems to him," again she broke off, watching Loder's averted head "it seems to him that if you made one real effort now, even now, to shake off your restlessness, that your your health might improve.
That, however, seemed unfair to the girl, who liked her work with him, and would consider her dismissal uncalled for; and Owen generally finished his mental discussion with a resolution to ignore Toni's foolishness and trust to time to teach her toleration. It must be remembered that neither Toni nor her husband had the slightest notion of what lay beneath Miss Loder's calm exterior.
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