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"No further cause for anxiety. Jun. Soph. Ord. not a crime but a college examination. The Puffin probably the Astronomer Royal, but some uncertainty prevails on this point. Shall see lady this afternoon and complete arrangements." I knew that the last sentence would annoy Titherington. I put it in for that purpose. Titherington had wantonly annoyed me. My other three telegrams were all to Lalage.
"It's a hockey eleven and it's called the 3rd A. Miss Beresford told me so and I think we may rely on it that she, at least, speaks the truth. Selby-Harrison sometimes plays halfback and sometimes inside left, but anybody would point him out to you." Titherington took several careful notes in his book.
He had never really talked of him to any one save Colonel Haviland and Titherington, the English aviator; but now this girl, who had never seen Forrest, seemed to have known him for life. Carl made vivid by his earnestness the golden hours of work together in California; the confidences in New York restaurants; his long passion for their Brazilian trip.
"It's too late to do anything now," I said, "but I'll try and find out in the course of the morning. If I can't, we'll get it all in the evening papers. They're sure to report a case of the sort pretty fully." I left Titherington and walked across toward the club. I met the Archdeacon in St. Stephen's Green.
If Vittie is crafty enough to devise such a complicated scheme-for bribing McMeekin without bringing himself within the meshes of the Corrupt Practices Act he is certainly too wise to allow himself to be subjected to my nurse. "Anyway," said Titherington, "it's not Vittie's influenza I came here to talk about." "Have you got the key of your bag with you?"
"My idea," said Titherington, "is that you should see her and explain to her that we've had enough of that sort of thing and that for the future she'd better stick entirely to Vittie." I am always glad to see Lalage.
"Lalage," I said, "you're not going to give it to Titherington, are you? It wouldn't be good for him, it wouldn't really." "Make your mind quite easy about that," said Lalage. "I'm not going to give it to either of you. Hilda, look under the bed. That's just the idiotic sort of place Tithers would hide a thing." I heard Hilda grovelling about on the floor.
I'll send you round a dozen of champagne to-morrow, proper stuff, and by the time you've swallowed it you'll be chirrupping like a grasshopper." "I'm not getting better, and that brute McMeekin wouldn't let me look at champagne. He gives me gruel and a vile slop he calls beef tea." "If he doesn't give you something to buck you up," said Titherington, "I'll set Miss Beresford on him.
That evening McMeekin and Titherington both settled down in my bedroom. I was so angry with them that I could not take in what they said to each other, though I was dimly conscious that they were discussing the election. I learned afterward that McMeekin promised to be present at my meeting on the 21st in order to hear Lalage speak.
"He says he has," said Titherington, with strong emphasis on the word "says." "Then I wish you'd go round and offer him the use of my nurse. I don't want her." "He has two aunts, and besides " I was not going to allow Vittie's aunts to stand in my way. I interrupted Titherington with an argument which I felt sure he would appreciate. "He may have twenty aunts," I said; "that's not my point.
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