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"I dare say I might manage that, sir," he admitted. "Very well very well, then," Mr. Weatherley repeated. "Have your desk moved in here at once, Chetwode. You can have it placed just where you like. You'll get the light from that window if you have the easy-chair moved and put in the corner there against the wall.
Weatherley," Mr. Jarvis continued, "is, no doubt, a very beautiful and accomplished lady. Whether she is a suitable wife for Mr. Weatherley I am not in a position to judge, never having had the opportunity of speech with her, but as regards the effect of his marriage upon Mr.
They were all on tiptoe with expectation. The time, however, came and passed. The letters were all opened, and Mr. Jarvis and Arnold were occupying the private office. Already invoices were being distributed and orders entered up. The disappearance of Mr, Weatherley was a thing established. Mr. Jarvis was starting the day in a pessimistic frame of mind.
"It's a queer business, isn't it?" he remarked. "Queer business, indeed!" Mr. Jarvis repeated, sitting down and wiping his forehead. "It's the most extraordinary thing I ever heard of in my life. One doesn't read about such things even in books. Mrs. Weatherley seems to take it quite calmly, but the more I think of it, the more confused I become. What are we to do?
He would have been noticeably good-looking upon the cricket field or in any gathering of people belonging to the other side of life. Here he seemed almost a curiously incongruous figure. He passed through the glass-paned door and stood respectfully before his employer. Mr. Weatherley it was absurd, but he scarcely knew how to make his suggestion fidgetted for a moment and coughed.
"Yes, sir," Arnold told him. "Also Mr. Starling." Mr. Weatherley nodded slowly. "How do you get on with Count Sabatini?" he inquired. "Rather a gloomy person, eh?" "I found him very pleasant, sir," Arnold said. "He was good enough to ask me to dine with him to-night." Mr. Weatherley looked up, a little startled. "Invited you to dine with him?" he repeated. Arnold nodded.
The English gentleman of high integrity and honour of course proves to be Colonel Weatherley, whose appointment is, further on, "respectfully but earnestly requested," since he had "thoroughly gained the affections, confidence, and respect of Boers, English, and other Europeans in this country."
Weatherley spread out the damp sheet under the electric light. He studied it for a few moments intently, and then folded it up. "It will not be necessary for you, Chetwode," he said, "to communicate with my wife specially." The accidental arrangement of his employer's coat and hat upon the rack suddenly struck Arnold. "Why, I don't believe that you have been out to lunch, sir!" he exclaimed. Mr.
His letters to Mrs. Weatherley from thence, afterwards put into Court in the celebrated divorce case, contained many interesting accounts of his attempts in that direction. I do not think, however, that he was cognisant of what was being concocted by his allies in Pretoria, but being a very vain, weak man, was easily deceived by them. With all his faults he was a gentleman.
He brought it over to the desk. Mr. Weatherley put on his spectacles with great care and drew the paper towards him. "Hm!" he ejaculated. "My eyesight isn't so good as it was, Chetwode, and your beastly ha'penny papers have such small print. Read it out to me read it out to me while I smoke."
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