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Updated: June 17, 2025
And now, Colonel Quaritch, one word before I go in. It is difficult for me to speak without saying too much or too little, but I do want you to understand how honoured and how grateful I feel for what you have told me to-night I am so little worthy of all you have given me, and to be honest, I cannot feel as pained about it as I ought to feel. It is feminine vanity, you know, nothing else.
When Ida saw the Colonel coming, she put on her sweetest smile and took his outstretched hand. "How do you do, Colonel Quaritch?" she said. "It is very good of you to come, especially as you don't play tennis much by the way, I hope you have been studying that cypher, for I am sure it is a cypher."
Colonel Quaritch, let me introduce you to my daughter, Miss de la Molle." "I think that we have met before," said Harold, in a somewhat nervous fashion, as he stretched out his hand. "Yes," answered Ida, taking it, "I remember. It was in the long drift, five years ago, on a windy afternoon, when my hat blew over the hedge and you went to fetch it."
"Will you be off, sir?" roared his master in a voice that made the walls shake. By this time Ida had recovered herself. She seemed to feel that her lover had something to say which concerned her deeply probably she read it in his eyes. "Father," she said, raising her voice, "I won't have Colonel Quaritch turned away from the door like this.
"No, unfortunately, I can't read this book, as I do not understand the letters. But what a wonderfully beautiful book it is! I was just thinking what some of the great London book-buyers Quaritch, for instance would be tempted to give for it. Oh, I am forgetting you have never heard his name, of course; but but what a beautiful book it is!"
"Very well," he answered, "but I must go into the garden to do it; there is not light enough here. It gets dark so soon now." Accordingly he stepped out through the window, and began to hunt for the pretty little feathers which are to be found at the angle of a snipe's wing. "Is that the new gun, Colonel Quaritch?" said Mrs. Quest presently; "what a beautiful one!"
As, however, the town of Boisingham is mentioned by one of the old chroniclers, this does not seem very probable. No doubt the family took their name from the town or hamlet, not the town from the family. Colonel Quaritch followed this drift till he came to the high road, and then turned.
Quest was still watching Ida with complete satisfaction, for she appealed to the artistic side of his nature, Colonel Quaritch arrived upon the scene, looking, Mr. Quest thought, particularly plain with his solid form, his long thin nose, light whiskers, and square massive chin. Also he looked particularly imposing in contrast to the youths and maidens and domesticated clergymen.
Indeed, as clothed in loose tweed garments and a gigantic pair of top boots, his visitor stood leaning on his long stick and resting himself after facing the hill, Harold Quaritch thought that he had never seen a more perfect specimen of the typical English country gentleman as the English country gentleman used to be. "How do you do, sir, how do you do my name is de la Molle.
Perhaps it would have been wiser to say nothing till I had made sure," and he poured out some more tea a little nervously, for in the Colonel he had, he felt, an adversary not to be despised. Presently the door opened, and "Colonel Quaritch" was announced. He rose and bowed a salutation, which the Colonel whose face bore a particularly grim expression, did not return.
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