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"Is there a room in which I can dry my coat?" he asked at the bar. He had only lately become aware of a drizzling rain which had been falling, and had soaked through his hunting-coat. "Were you with the Horsely hounds to-day, sir?" asked the landlord. "Yes." "Good sport, sir?" "No," answered Sir Reginald, curtly.
"Why does folks have Aunt Matildas?" muttered Reginald. Mollie Merton laughed. She had heard what he said, although he had spoken almost in a whisper. They left the cottage, promising to study their parts very carefully, and as they walked down the avenue they repeated some of the pleasing lines which they remembered. Suddenly Reginald spoke.
Dick's tub was soon exhausted of its contents, and he hurried below to the magazine to get it refilled. He lost not a moment, but was again at his station. "They shan't say I'm skulking," he muttered. "I wonder what Lord Reginald is doing."
Happily for their dignity they were blissfully unconscious of it; and whilst Sir Reginald and his companions were luxuriating in the bath, and afterwards dallying with a light but dainty breakfast, the sable warriors continued to close cautiously in upon the huge white gleaming object which had come into their midst in so unexpected and extraordinary a manner.
Even when her elder brother Reginald, of whom she was very fond, came home from college, Ursula was more than indifferent to the privileged position of elder sister, by which she was permitted to sit up and assist at the talks which were carried on between him and his father.
"Simply this, that though it might be conceivable to think of somebody or other, the difficulty that stares me in the face is motive!" Ned's face fell. "Well, that's what has struck all of us." "Sir Reginald was a popular landlord, I hear." "The most popular in the county." "This isn't Ireland," continued Carrington.
By the advice of their host, the rajah wound a common turban round his head, the ends of which hung down so as to conceal his features; and as there was not a moment to be lost, the gates were thrown open, and Ali Singh, followed by Reginald, dashed out and made his way through some narrow lanes, now entirely deserted, towards the northern gate.
To-day, however, he overhauled the contents of the trays with rather more curiosity than usual; not because he expected to find a pearl of great price among the dust and dog's ears of the "threepenny" tray. Reginald was the last person in the world to consider himself a child of fortune in that respect.
Simon nodded, and he went on: "Sir Reginald was devilish good at first in his own patronising way, let me stay at Keldale as often and as long as I liked, made me an allowance and so on; but there was always this fuss about my taking up something a little more conventional than literature. Ha, ha!" The young man laughed in a superior way and then looked apprehensively at the other.
The two days which followed the despatch of the letter to "Omega" were long and anxious ones for Reginald Cruden. It would have been a great relief to him had he felt free to talk the matter over with Horace; but somehow that word "confidential" in the advertisement deterred him.
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