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I guessed that when Henson drew the fact from me that I liked the terrace after dinner. By a bit of good luck I found the accomplice and himself together in the day; in fact, I forced Reginald's hand so that he had to introduce me to the man." "In which case you would know him again?" "Of course. Presently I am going to show you a little more of the comedy.
Hundreds of other machine guns opened fire too; but this one was Reginald's machine gun the one that concerned his limited horizon. For a moment it did not strike him that way, though he saw the gun quite clearly. He looked round for help, and in looking round for help, he found that his five and three others who were close to him were looking to him for help.
Sir Charles came back in two days, with the galling news that his son and heir was in prison for a month, all his exertions having only prevailed to get the case summarily dealt with. Reginald's companion, a young gypsy, aged seventeen, had got three months, it being assumed that he was the tempter: the reverse was the case, though.
By force of habit he pulled the cover over his ear and fell asleep. All night he slept heavily, and the morning was far advanced when a knock at the door that, at first, seemed to come across an immeasurable distance, brought him back to himself. It was Reginald's manservant announcing that breakfast was waiting. Ernest got up and rubbed his eyes.
He dived in his pocket and brought out a handful of money. She found the coin she wanted, thanked him with a smile, and began to descend the steps. The old native was not looking at her. Something else seemed to have caught his attention. For the moment he had ceased to cringe and implore. She heard Sir Reginald's voice above her.
The sudden jerk knocked Reginald's hat over his eyes against the roof of the carriage, and Jane screamed when she felt the top of her bonnet squeezed as flat as a pancake by the same process, but neither of them, luckily, was hurt. "We must get out and walk," said the husband; "it isn't more than half a mile, and we will send Phil Lorimer, or some of them, for the trunks."
And now comes the third portion of Sir Reginald's game the substitution of himself in Lady Verner's good graces for the nephew he has ousted. This is only fair, after all. Dale cut him out with his uncle he means to cut Dale out with his aunt. You understand our programme now, Miss Brewer, don't you?" "Yes," she replied, slowly, "but I don't see why I should lend him any assistance.
"Are you his curate," said Northcote, "that he orders you about as if you were bound to do his bidding? I hope, for your own sake, it is not so." Now it was Reginald's turn to smile. He was young, and liked a bit of grandiloquence as well as another. "Since I have been here," he said, "in this sinecure, as you call it and such it almost is I have been everybody's curate.
"Ah!" said Sir Reginald, and held his glass up to the light. "And that was not so?" "No," said Bernard, and closed his lips. There was a distinct pause before Sir Reginald's eyes left his glass and came down to him. They held a faint whimsical smile. "We owe your brother a good deal," he said. "Do we?" said Bernard. Sir Reginald's smile became more pronounced.
To Sir Reginald and my lady he was quite indispensable, for he could repair almost anything, knew his own more particular business from A to Z, and was ready at any moment to shoulder any responsibility. Sir Reginald's keeper, gardener, and chauffeur were apt however to be a trifle less enthusiastic, Mr.
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