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Don't go," she went on as I took up my hat; "he is such a good fellow, you ought to know him." Lord Steepleton Kildare now appeared at the corner of the lawn, hotly pursued by his breathless groom, who had been loitering on the way, and had thus roused his master's indignation.
There are no roads in Simla proper where it is possible to drive, excepting one narrow way, reserved when I was there, and probably still set apart, for the exclusive delectation of the Viceroy. Every one rides man, woman, and child; and every variety of horseflesh may be seen in abundance, from Lord Steepleton Kildare's thoroughbreds to the broad-sterned equestrian vessel of Mr.
I thought the spectacle of those rivals for the beautiful girl's favour would be extremely interesting. Lord Steepleton was doubtless a good shot and a brave man, and would risk anything to secure Miss Westonhaugh's approval; Isaacs, on the other hand, was the sort of man who is very much the same in danger as anywhere else. "That is what I came to ask you about.
I should marry Miss Westonhaugh by the English marriage service and under English law. I should be as much bound to her, and to her alone, as if I were an Englishman myself." "Well, you have evidently thought it out and taken legal advice; and really, as far as the technical part of it goes, I suppose you have as good a chance as Lord Steepleton Kildare." Isaacs frowned, and his eyes flashed.
Lord Steepleton Kildare sauntered round and twirled his big moustache, saying nothing the while, but looking rather serious.
His misdeed had not been, a very serious crime after all, and there was something so frank and honest about his awkward little apology that I was charmed. The man was a gentleman. Isaacs bowed in silence, and Miss Westonhaugh had evidently never thought much about it. "We were talking about polo when you came, Lord Steepleton; Mr. Isaacs and Mr.
"A love-song?" asked he quietly. "Well yes a love-song if you like. Why not?" said she. "No reason in the world that I can think of," I remarked. Whereat Lord Steepleton Kildare threw his cigar away, and began lighting another a moment after, as if he had discarded his weed by mistake. Isaacs struck a few chords softly, and then began a sort of running accompaniment.
When I opened my eyes he presented a card on a salver, and explained that the gentleman wanted to see me. I looked, and was rather surprised to see it was Kildare's card. "Lord Steepleton Kildare, 33d Lancers " there was no word in pencil, or any message. I told Kiramat to show the sahib in, wondering why he should call on me.
Meanwhile, however," I added, turning to Mr. Ghyrkins, "I am inclined to believe with Lord Steepleton that the subject uppermost in the thoughts of most of us is the crusade against the tigers. What do you say? Shall we not all go as we are, a neat party of six?" "Well, well, Mr. Griggs, we shall see, you know. Now, if we are going at all, when do you mean to start?"
"It is easy to see what you are thinking about most, Miss Westonhaugh," said Lord Steepleton: "the tigers are uppermost in your mind; and therefore in mine also," he added gallantly. "Indeed, no I was thinking about Mr. Isaacs." She blushed scarlet the first time I had ever seen her really embarrassed.
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