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The notion suddenly occurred to her that it would be well if she intervened in this telephonic conversation, and Fitzroy could still be summoned a minute later if desirable. "Don't trouble," she cried, "I think that Miss Vanrenen wishes to go boating, so I will attend to the call myself. Perhaps Fitzroy's presence may be dispensed with."
"No," came the angry retort. "I have decided. I withdraw my offer to overlook your offense. At whatever cost, Miss Vanrenen must be protected until her father learns how his wishes have been disregarded by a couple of English bandits." "Sorry," said Medenham coolly. He alighted in the roadway, as the driving seat was near the curb.
"I don't think Miss Vanrenen knows much about racing, my lord, but the owner of Grimalkin is a friend of her father's, and he is confident about winning this year." "I am beginning to understand. You are in a fix of sorts, Simmonds." "Yes, my lord." "And what is your plan? I suppose you have one." "I have sent for a boy messenger, my lord. When he arrives I shall write Oh, here he is."
Lest prudence should conquer him a second time he sat down and wrote: DEAR MISS VANRENEN I hope the car is behaving in a manner that befits the messenger of the gods, and that Dale has justified my faith in him. I am here in fulfillment of my promise to call on Mr. Vanrenen: unluckily, he is out of town, and the hotel people say he is not expected back till a day early next week.
"I trust you are not challenging contradiction, Miss Vanrenen?" he said, with deliberate resolve not to let her slip back thus easily into the rôle of gracious employer. She did not flinch, but her eyebrows arched a little. "Oh, no," she said offhandedly. "Simmonds told me his misfortunes last night, and I assumed that you and he had settled matters satisfactorily between you."
"Ask Miss Vanrenen to give you another cup for Count Marigny's chauffeur," said Medenham to the girl. "Oh, he's a count, is he?" said the waitress saucily. "My, isn't he mashed on the young one?" "Who wouldn't be?" declared Smith. "She's the sort of girl a fellow 'ud leave home for." "Fine feathers go a long way.
Of course, Marigny was right when he foresaw that Vanrenen could not meet either Medenham or any of his relatives for five minutes without his "poor little cobweb of intrigue" being dissipated once and forever.
"I happened to meet the Vanrenens in Paris," he said. "Business brought me here, and I was surprised to see Miss Vanrenen without her father. You will pardon my reference to your son, I am sure. His attitude is explicable now. He resented my offer of friendly assistance to the young lady. Perhaps he thought she might avail herself of it." "Assistance? What is the matter?"
"And your father that delightful Monsieur Vanrenen," said the Count, breaking into French, "he will join you there?" "Oh, yes. My father and I are seldom separated a whole fortnight." "Then I shall have the pleasure of seeing you there. I go to-day to Salisbury after that, to Hereford and Liverpool." "Why, we shall be in Hereford one day soon. What fun if we met again!"
"Would your lordship mind if I sent the boy to the Savoy Hotel first?" he asked nervously. "It is rather late, and Miss Vanrenen will be expecting me." "What time are you due at the Savoy?" "We were to start at twelve o'clock, but the ladies' luggage had to be strapped on, and " "Ah, the deuce! That sounds formidable."
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