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He knows how well you have been getting on with Mr. and Mrs. Weatherley. Listen! is that some one coming?" He turned around with her still in his arms, and started so violently that if her fingers had not been locked behind his neck he must have dropped her. Within a few feet of them was Isaac. He had come up those five flights of stone steps without making a sound.
"I wonder whether he can have gone out of his mind suddenly, or anything of that sort." "I have never," Mr. Jarvis declared, "known Mr. Weatherley to display so much acumen and zest in business as during the last few days. Some of his transactions have been most profitable. Every one in the place has remarked upon it." Mrs.
Then she looked into his eyes. "I married Mr. Weatherley," she reminded him. "Do you think that if I had been happy I should have done that? Do you think that, having done it, I deserve to know, or could know, what happiness really means?" It was very hard to answer her.
Weatherley could have had to do with his disappearance," Arnold remarked. Mr. Jarvis looked foolishly wise from behind his gold-rimmed spectacles. "You haven't had the opportunity of watching the governor as I have since his marriage," he declared. "Take my advice, Chetwode. You are not married, I presume?" "I am not," Arnold assured him. "Nor thinking of it?"
Jarvis leaned against an old desk belonging to one of the porters. "You are very late, Chetwode," he remarked. "I am sorry, but I was detained," Arnold answered. "I will explain it to Mr. Weatherley directly I go in." Mr. Jarvis coughed. "Of course," he said, "as you went out with Mrs.
Then for the first time Arnold realized the significance of the errand on which he had come. "Some one must have warned Mr. Weatherley of what was likely to happen!" he exclaimed. "It was for that reason I was sent here!" Again no one spoke for several seconds. "It was not your fault," she said gently. "You were told to wait inside the restaurant. You could not have done more."
The fingers, indeed, which held the receiver to his ear, were shaking a little. "Mrs. Weatherley," he said, "can I see you to-day as soon as possible?" "Why, of course you can, you silly boy," she laughed back. "I am here all alone and I weary myself. Come by the next train or take a taxicab. You can leave word for Mr, Weatherley, when he arrives, that you have come by my special wish.
Jarvis admitted, "not having, as a rule, the time to spare, but I can take a hand at loo, if desired." "My wife's friends all play bridge," Mr. Weatherley declared, a little brusquely. "There's only one young man in the office, Jarvis, who, from his appearance, struck me as being likely." "Mr. Stephen Tidey, of course, sir," the confidential clerk agreed.
I never went out of England till I was over forty. I had plenty of friends, but they were all of one class. They wouldn't suit Mrs. Weatherley or the Count Sabatini. I have lost a good many of them.... You weren't brought up to business, Chetwode?" he asked suddenly. "I was not, sir," Arnold admitted. "What made you come into it?" "Poverty, sir," Arnold answered.
You don't know how beautiful it is to get the roar of London out of one's ears, and be able to hear nothing except these soft, summer sounds. It is like a wonderful rest." They arranged her comfortably. Mr. Weatherley returned to the house. Fenella led the way through a little iron gate to a queer miniature garden, a lawn brilliant with flower-beds, ending in a pergola of roses.
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