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He held the sheet in front of him long enough to have read it a dozen times. He could not restrain the slight start a half exclamation. Then his teeth came together. He remembered the servant and looked up. "There will be no answer to-night, Murray," he said. "Give the boy a shilling and some supper. If he goes home by the Runton gates, tell him to be sure and close them, because of the deer."
They had a very narrow shave down at Runton, by the by." "After this," Spencer said with a smile, "the secret service people proper will have to look to their laurels. It is a triumph for the amateurs." The Vicomte twirled his tiny black moustache. "Yes," he said, "we have justified ourselves. It has cost us something, though!" "You mean?" "Louis!" Spencer stopped writing.
If she had seemed graceful to him before in the drawing-room of Runton Place, and surrounded by some of the most beautiful women in the country, she seemed more than ever so now, seated in the somewhat worn chair of his little studio. The color, too, seemed to have come back to her cheeks. She seemed to have regained in some measure her girlishness. Her eyes were ever ready to laugh into his.
I'll stroll round to the stables and start from there. Good night." Duncombe hesitated. He was on the point of asking his friend to stay, but before he could make up his mind Runton had lit a cigarette and strolled away. "You can show the gentlemen in here, Groves," Duncombe said. "Very good, sir." The man disappeared.
Lord Runton raised his eyebrows slightly at what he considered a somewhat vulgar curiosity, but his reply was prompt. "You are a friend of Duncombe's, Mr. Pelham," he said, "and that is enough. I have to ask not only you, but all three of you, to consider what I am going to tell you as absolutely confidential." They all signified their assent. Lord Runton continued:
"At the same time I must confess that I, too, am interested in this matter. If Lord Runton has no objection to my presence I should like to remain. My discretion goes without saying." Duncombe moved uneasily in his chair. His eyes sought Spencer's for guidance, but found his head averted.
King has remarked, by the fact that at West Runton, north-west of Cromer, the Mya truncata and Leda myalis are found with both valves united and erect in the loam, all with their posterior or siphuncular extremities uppermost.
But what about the girl? Old Von Rothe has been making the running pretty strong, you know." "We all have to take our chance in that sort of thing," Duncombe said quietly. "I am not afraid of Von Rothe!" "I'll do what I can for you," Runton promised. "Good night!" Andrew, who had left an hour or so earlier, was sitting in the library smoking a pipe when his host returned.
"I expect Lord Runton and the rest of them are coming back." "Coming back!" she repeated, with a little gasp. "But they were going to shoot all day and dine there. They are not expected home till past midnight." "I expect the shoot is off," Duncombe remarked. "One couldn't possibly hit anything a day like this. I wonder they ever started." Her face was white enough before, but it was deathly now.
"Let me introduce you to my friends," he added, resting his hand upon the other's shoulder, "and then we'll be off." Duncombe, in whose ears his friend's cry was still ringing, pressed eagerly forward. "This is my neighbor, Sir George Duncombe," Lord Runton said, looking into the carriage, "who will shoot with us to-morrow. Miss Fielding and Mr. Fielding, Lady Angrave and the Baron Von Rothe."
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