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Both men were equally relieved when a ruddy-cheeked servant-maid appeared at the door, and informed them that dinner would be ready in ten minutes now. Verschoyle led the way into the house, showed Meredith to a room, and then availed himself of the opportunity to say a few hurried words to his sister. "Remember, Madge: there's no necessity for offering him a bed.
Worse than in the old volunteering days." "That's where you make your mistake," said Verschoyle. "In the old days a man had to spend his money to coax his men to drill because they weren't the genuine article. You know what I mean. They made a favour of putting in drills, didn't they? And they were, most of 'em, the children we have to take over at Second Camp, weren't they?
What had become of him since they had parted three years previously Verschoyle, the first favourite of his set, who, with his good intellect, brilliant, witty, and versatile, had seemed capable of almost any mental feat? True, he had done nothing beyond give the impression that he could do a great deal if he chose; "and," thought Allan Meredith, "carry home a sheaf of bills, I expect.
"I beg your pardon," said Devine with mock solemnity. "The Guard doesn't recruit. It selects." "It would," I said, "with a Spiers and Pond restaurant; pretty girls to play with; and " "A room apiece, four bob a day and all found," said Verschoyle. "Don't forget that." "Of course!" I said. "It probably beats off recruits with a club." "No, with the ballot-box," said Verschoyle, laughing.
"You will not mind roughing it for one night, eh, Meredith? Of course you must stay." "I hope so, indeed," said Mrs. Verschoyle, to whom her daughter had had no time to give the hint her brother bade her give. "I trust you will accept our poor hospitality, Mr. Meredith." "There, that settles it, Meredith. You can't refuse my mother, now; or she will be lamenting the little we have to offer."
In the afternoon Walker and Verschoyle, rode over from Islamabad and sat some time with me, after a few hours five other pipes began to squirt rendered patulous I suppose by the pressure of the water so that three only now remain occluded.
Laurence Verschoyle fell back in his chair, his eyes fastened upon the figure faintly outlined in the dim light, the left hand raised, as if in solemn warning, and the right stretched forth towards the pocket-book! He saw it taken from the table, then everything faded from his vision, and he lost consciousness.
"Will you tell me what those plumbers and plasterers and bricklayers that I saw go out just now have to do with what I was taught to call the Line?" "Tell him," said the Boy over his shoulder to Burgard. He was busy talking with the large Verschoyle, my old schoolmate. "The Line comes next to the Guard. The Linesman's generally a town-bird who can't afford to be a Volunteer.
"Are you a friend of his? Mr. Verschoyle is my brother"; still a little hesitatingly, and, as it were, on the defensive. He raised his hat again. "We were at Wadham together, Miss Verschoyle, and, chancing to be in this neighbourhood, I thought I would look him up for half an hour's talk over old times."
All Europe wanted to know what the dooce we were at," said Boy Bayley, "and the wretched Cabinet had to stump the country in the depths of winter explaining our new system of poor-relief. I beg your pardon, Verschoyle." "The Armity improvised naval manoeuvres between Gib and Land's End, with frequent coalings and landings; ending in a cruise round England that fairly paralysed the pitmen.
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