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I expected to see Miller fall down in a fit when you went for him in the House. If only his army of adherents could have heard that little duel, I think you'd have won straight through!" "Unfortunately they couldn't," Tallente sighed, "and it's so hard to capture the attention, to reach the inner understanding, of a great mixed community."
For the second time she avoided meeting his eves as she left the room. Tallente stood on the hearth-rug, still looking at the closed door through which she had vanished, puzzled, a little chilled. He gave his order to the attentive butler who presently appeared and who looked at him with covert interest, the Press had been almost hysterically prodigal of his name during the last few weeks.
Robert exclaimed, his face full of pleasurable anticipation. "If you'll excuse me, I'll answer the door. Might it be the lady, after all, sir?" He hurried out. Tallente rose slowly to his feet. He was listening intently. The thing wasn't possible, he told himself. It wasn't possible! Then he heard a voice in the hall. Robert threw the door open and announced in a tone of triumph
For the present I have given you just as much information as I feel inclined to. Shall we leave it at that?" The inspector appeared to have become hard of hearing. He did not attempt to rise from his chair. "Being your private secretary, sir," he said, "the Honourable Anthony Palliser would no doubt have access to your private papers?" "Naturally," Tallente conceded.
"It must be the most wonderful thing in life to have the help of any one like Nora," Tallente said dreamily. "My friend," the other rejoined, "I wish I could make you believe this. There is room in the life of the busiest man in the world for an understanding woman. I'll go further. No man can do his best work without her." "I believe you are right," Tallente assented.
He knew his facts, knew all the stock arguments, was brimful of statistics, was argumentative, convincing, in his way sincere. Tallente acknowledged all these things and yet found himself wondering, with a grim sense of irony, how he could call a man "Comrade" with such finger nails! "It's given you something to think about, eh?" Miller remarked affably.
"Then I am afraid he must go down," she said. "He simply stands in the way of better men." "One reads a good deal of Mr. Tallente, nowadays," Segerson remarked, changing the conversation a little abruptly. Jane leaned over and stroked the head of a dog which had come to lie at her feet. "He seems to be making a good deal of stir," she observed. The young man frowned.
"They can even speak, if invited to do so by the chairman for the day. I am sure that we are all of us very pleased indeed to welcome Mr. Dartrey and Mr. Tallente." There was a murmur of approval, in one or two cases a little dubious. Dartrey smiled a greeting at Weavel. "I have asked Mr.
You don't say what you are going to do. Your programme is still a secret and yet every day your majority grows. Only an hour ago the Prime Minister told me that he couldn't carry on if you threw down the gage in earnest." Tallente remained bland, but became a little vague. "I see Foulds amongst your guests," he observed. "Have you seen his statue of Perseus and Andromeda!" She laughed.
"Mother," Jane replied, "for years after I left the schoolroom I subjected myself to your guidance in these matters. I went through three London seasons and made myself as agreeable as possible to whatever you brought along and called a man. At the end of that time I revolted. I am still in revolt. Mr. Tallente interests me more than any man I know and I shall not give up my friendship with him."
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