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It hung in his rear through the filthy, labyrinthine streets which Sir Richard took to Charing Cross, followed him along the Strand and up Bedford Street, and took note of the house he entered at the corner of Maiden Lane. The meeting was appointed by my Lord Rotherby for seven o'clock next morning in Lincoln's Inn Fields.
I caught the gleam of his white teeth underneath his black moustache. I knew that he had made up his mind to fight. "Captain Rotherby," he said, "I am much obliged for your offer, but I am not in need of allies. Send your cable as soon as you will. You will only make a little mischief of which you will afterwards be ashamed." I shrugged my shoulders and turned away.
"Captain Rotherby," he said, "you should be on our side. It would not be necessary then to interfere with any of your plans." He looked at me meaningly, and I understood. "It is you, Louis, I presume, whom I have to thank for the lady upstairs?" I remarked. Louis shrugged his shoulders. "Why do you seek the man Delora?" he asked. "What concern is it of yours?
And before we can move in this matter, we must have proofs of a plot to lay before the secretary of state." Lord Rotherby understood, and accounted himself between Scylla and Charybdis, and when that evening Green's messenger found him, he gnashed his teeth in rage at having to allow this chance to pass, at being forced to temporize until he should be less parlously situated. He returned Mr.
"Would ye lesson me, girl?" she cried, as much to cover her confusion as to vent her anger at the cause of it. "Ye've an odd daring, by God! Ye'll be well matched with his impudence, there." Rotherby, singularly self-contained, recalled her to the occasion. "Mr. Caryll is waiting," said he, a sneer in his voice.
A moment the earl stood there, Lady Ostermore at his side; then he vanished into the house again, to reappear almost at once in the street, with a couple of footmen hurrying after him. Meanwhile the combat went on. Once Lord Rotherby had attempted to fall back for a respite, realizing that he was winded. But Mr.
Felicia looked at me for a moment with wide-open eyes. Then a little stream of color rushed into her cheeks, her lips slowly parted, and she laughed, not altogether without embarrassment. "Capitaine Rotherby," she said, "you must not say such things so suddenly!" "Last time we met," I reminded her, "you called me Austen." "Austen, then, if I must," she said.
He had bethought him that there was no longer the need for him to come to a decision in the matter that had brought him to England, and his laugh was almost of relief. The riddle he could never have solved for himself in a manner that had not shattered his future peace of mind, was solved and well solved if this were death. "Where where is Rotherby?" he inquired presently.
The man in the plain clothes, who had been listening intently but as yet had not spoken, intervened. "Captain Rotherby," he said, "I am a detective from Scotland Yard, in fact I am the head of one of the departments. We know you quite well to be a young gentleman of family, and above suspicion.
The newcomer paused at the sight that met him, considered it with a dull blue eye, and, for all that he looked stupid, it seemed he had wit enough to take in the situation. "So!" said he, with heavy mockery. "I might have spared myself the trouble of coming after you. For it seems that she has found you out in time, you villain!" Rotherby turned sharply at that voice.
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