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He then drew off the water in the brown-trout ponds, sent in men with seines and shotguns, and finally, with dynamite, purged the free waters of the brown danger for good and all. "When Malcourt comes back," observed Portlaw, "you'll have to answer for all this." "I won't be questioned," said Hastings, smiling. "Oh! And what do you propose to do next?"
Personally I think it's rather a stupid way to spend an evening " "But," interrupted Portlaw, "there'll be nothing stupid about it if the table begins to tip up here under our very fingers. I'll bet you, Louis, that it doesn't. Do you care to bet?" "Shouldn't the lights be put out?" asked Tressilvain.
So Hamil's problem presented itself as one of those annoyingly simple ones, entirely dependent upon Portlaw and good taste; and Portlaw had none.
And after a while he settled back on his oars, cast a last glance astern, and pulled for the Ariani, aboard of which Portlaw was already bellowing at him through an enormous megaphone.
The weather was unfavourable for Hamil; a raw, wet wind rattled the windows; the east lowered thick and gray with hurrying clouds; volleys of chilly rain swept across the clearing from time to time. Portlaw and Wayward sat most of the time in the big living-room playing "Canfield." There was nothing else to do except to linger somewhere within call, and wait.
It was some time before he calmed enough to pout and fume and protest in his usual manner, appealing alternately to Heaven as witness and to Hamil for corroboration that he had been outrageously used. "Now, who the devil could suspect him of such intention!" wailed poor Portlaw. "God knows, he was casual with the sex.
Shiela, sitting with her white fingers lightly brushing the smooth mahogany, bent her head, mind wandering; and her thoughts were very far away when, under her sensitive touch, a curious quiver seemed to run through the very grain of the wood. "What's that!" exclaimed Portlaw. Deep in the wood, wave after wave of motion seemed to spread until the fibres emitted a faint splintering sound.
Portlaw was so anxious for Louis to begin his duties that we decided to come at once, particularly as we both were somewhat worried over the serious illness of Mr. Hamil. "He is very, very ill, poor fellow. The sudden change from the South brought on pneumonia. I know that you both and Gray and Cecile and Jessie will feel as sorry as I do. His aunt, Miss Palliser, is here.
A little later he sauntered back to his own compartment, and, taking out a memorandum, made some figures. "Is that girl aboard?" asked Portlaw, looking up from the table, his fat hands full of cards. "Yes, I believe so." "Well, that's a deuce of a thing to do." "What?" absently. "What! Why, to travel about the country with the nucleus of a theatrical troupe on your hands "
Yet the eyes were young, and there was no hardness in them, and the mouth seemed curiously unfashioned for worldly badinage a very wistful, full-lipped mouth that must have been disciplined in some sad school to lose its cheerfulness in repose. "I am wondering," she said, "why Mr. Portlaw does not come and talk to me. We are neighbors in the country, you know; I live at Pride's Fall.
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