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'A prophet has no honour in his own country, said Dick, ruefully, dusting his knees. 'This filthy fluff will never brush off my legs. 'It was all for your own good, said the Nilghai. 'Nothing like air and exercise. 'All for your good, said Torpenhow, not in the least with reference to past clowning.
'Forgive me, sir, but you have no no younger man who can arrange this business with me? 'I speak for the syndicate. I see no reason for a third party to 'You will in a minute. Be good enough to give back my sketches. The man stared blankly at Dick, and then at Torpenhow, who was leaning against the wall. He was not used to ex-employees who ordered him to be good enough to do things.
But I didn't think he'd frighten me so. Dick returned to town next day just in time for lunch, for which he had telegraphed. To his disgust, there were only empty plates in the studio. He lifted up his voice like the bears in the fairy-tale, and Torpenhow entered, looking guilty. 'H'sh! said he. 'Don't make such a noise. I took it. Come into my rooms, and I'll show you why.
It was all Dick's fault for being so stupid as to go blind. Torpenhow led her up to a shut door, which he opened very softly. Dick was sitting by the window, with his chin on his chest. There were three envelopes in his hand, and he turned them over and over. The big man who gave orders was no longer by her side, and the studio door snapped behind her.
He went out of the room. 'That's distinctly one for you, said the Nilghai. 'I told you it was hopeless to meddle with him. He's not pleased. 'He'd swear at me if he weren't. I can't make it out. He has the go-fever upon him and he won't go. I only hope that he mayn't have to go some day when he doesn't want to, said Torpenhow.
'You may as well explain, said Torpenhow, and Dick lifted his head from the paper. 'The sea reminded me of it, he said slowly. 'I wish it hadn't. It weighs some few thousand tons unless you cut it out with a cold chisel. 'Don't be an idiot. You can't pose with us here, said the Nilghai. 'There's no pose in the matter at all. It's a fact.
Young lambs to sell, young lambs to sell, If I'd as much money as I could tell, I never would cry, Young lambs to sell! Dick entered, self-conscious and a little defiant, but in the best of tempers with all the world. 'Back at last? said Torpenhow. 'More or less. What have you been doing? 'Work. Dickie, you behave as though the Bank of England were behind you.
'But would you mind letting me hold your hand? I feel as if I wanted something to hold on to. One drops through the dark so. Torpenhow thrust out a large and hairy paw from the long chair. Dick clutched it tightly, and in half an hour had fallen asleep.
'You'll find that wardrobe-case very much out of tune, Torpenhow said to the Nilghai. 'It's never touched except by you. 'A piece of gross extravagance, Dick grunted. 'The Nilghai only comes when I'm out. 'That's because you're always out. Howl, Nilghai, and let him hear.
Torpenhow waited till the sketch was finished, and when he had looked at it said, 'What's your business here? 'Nothing; there was a row, so I came. I'm supposed to be doing something down at the painting-slips among the boats, or else I'm in charge of the condenser on one of the water-ships. I've forgotten which.
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