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He felt sincerely sorry for Pottinger. Peter found Lady Pen very amusing, and perhaps she rather neglected her other neighbour. The dinner was excellent and long; and after it the ladies, when they left the men to smoke, strolled about on the terrace, and Jan found herself side by side with Lady Penelope. "How's your little friend?" she asked abruptly.
With which pleasant misgivings, he strolled down-stairs. In the library was assembled a small but select audience to do Mr Pottinger, the Yeld attorney, honour. The widow was there, looking pale but charming in her deep mourning and tasteful cap. Roger was there, restless, impatient, and a little angry at all the fuss.
That's the one.... And the old Boche was peppering the valley all the time." "Did the Boche shell much during the attack?" I asked. "Well," continued Pottinger, "he gave the guns most of the shelling . I was shooting the battery and Judd was doing F.O.O. with the infantry, and where Judd was it was mostly machine-guns." "Yes," said Judd, "I got the wind-up with those machine-guns.
It fitted in exactly with his theory that the tutor was an adventurer of "shady antecedents," and, as such, an undesirable companion for the late "dear one's" orphan-boy. "I should not feel I was doing my duty," said he to Mr Pottinger that afternoon, "if I were not to follow this up.
But as it happened, Mr Armstrong was not permitted to escape, as he had fondly hoped, to his piano. Raffles followed him presently to his room and said "Please, sir, Mr Pottinger sends his compliments, and will be glad if you will step down to the library, sir." Mr Armstrong scowled. "What does he want?" he muttered.
"Mr Pottinger," said she, breaking unceremoniously into the lawyer's private room, "what is this I hear! How dare you frighten old Hodder by talking about his leaving his farm?" The lawyer stared at this beautiful apparition, not knowing whether to be amused or angry.
"Part of the simple refreshment I have to offer you," continued Mrs. Pottinger, ignoring further comment, "is a viand the exact quality of which I am not familiar with, but which my son informs me is a great favorite with you. It has been prepared by Li Sing, under my direction. Prosper, dear, see that the er doughnuts are brought in with the coffee."
But, somehow, in those few seconds the amused smile on his lips faded away, and the eye-glass dropped somewhat limply from his eye, as he repeated to himself more emphatically than before "Ridiculous!" At lunch, Roger innocently broached the question of Hodder's eviction. "Mother," said he, "what do you think that idiot Pottinger has been up to?
Pottinger, leaning back in her chair and calmly surveying the party, "you have my permission to light your pipes while you partake of some whiskey and water." The guests looked up gratified but astonished. "Are ye sure, ma'am, you don't mind it?" said Joe politely. "Not at all," responded Mrs. Pottinger briefly.
At this moment Sir Henry Pottinger arrived as Plenipotentiary from England, and he at once set himself to obtaining a formal recognition from the Pekin executive of his position and the admission of his right to address them on diplomatic business.
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