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"When his mother died he came into something I don't know how much. I don't think I've seen him since and that must have been six months and more ago." "Yes. I heard about it at the time," the other said. "It must be about that. His sister and brother the young Plowdens they're coming to us at the end of the week, I believe. You didn't hit it off particularly with Plowden, eh?"
Before he could answer, the door opened, and he made out in the candle-and firelight that it was Lord Plowden who had come in. He stepped forward to meet his host who, clad now in evening-clothes, was smoking a cigarette. "Have they looked after you all right?" said Plowden, nonchalantly. "Have a cigarette before we go down? Light it by the candle. They never will keep matches in a bedroom."
"Don't imagine I'm trying to force myself upon you," Lord Plowden said, growing cool in the face of this slow stare. "I'm asking nothing at all. I had the impulse to come and say to you that you are a great man, and that you've done a great thing and done it, moreover, in a very great way." "You know how it was done!" The wondering exclamation forced itself from Thorpe's unready lips.
They walked together for half a mile, it is true, along a rural bye-road first and then across some fields, but the party was close at their heels, and Plowden walked so fast that conversation of any sort, save an occasional remark about the birds and the covers between him and the keeper, was impracticable. The Hon.
"I went there for the first time to-day." "So your grandparents are going to educate you, miss, as if you were a lady." "I am a lady, Mrs. Plowden. My grandparents cannot make me anything but what I am." Mrs. Plowden smiled. She handed Ruth her sausages without a word, and the young girl left the shop. Her grandmother was waiting for her in the porch. "What a time you have been, child!" she said.
She had passed her twenty-fifth birthday, but her voice had in it the docile self-repression of a school-girl. She spoke with diffident slowness, her gaze fastened upon her plate. "Of course my grandfather was a lawyer and your point is that merchants and others who make fortunes would be the same." "Precisely," said Lady Plowden. "And do tell us, Mr.
Why had Plowden, by the way, been so keen about relieving her from her father's importunities? He must have had it very much at heart, to have invented the roundabout plan of getting the old gentleman a directorship. But no there was nothing in that. Why, Plowden had even forgotten that it was he who suggested Kervick's name.
Everybody else, however, seemed to regard it as so wholly a matter of course that Plowden should do as he liked, that he forbore formulating a complaint even to himself. At last, this nobleman's valet descended the stairs once more. "His Lordship will be down very shortly now, sir," he declared "and will you be good enough to come into the gun-room, sir, and see the keeper?"
I go shortly to stand face to face with your parents, my children; for the man who, dying, expects not to meet worthy Hugh Griffith and honest Jack Plowden in heaven can have no clear view of the rewards that belong to lives of faithful service to the country, or of gallant loyalty to the king!
"My dear fellow" he began again, confronting with verbal awkwardness the other's quizzical smile "don't think I doubt anything about you. I know well enough that you can do anything be anything you like." Thorpe laughed softly. "I don't think you know, though, that I'm a public-school man," he said. Plowden lifted his brows in unfeigned surprise. "No I didn't know that," he admitted, frankly.
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