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Since then he had been hanging to the establishment as it were by a hair. He gave the impression of being always on the point of giving notice. There were so many things connected with his position of which he disapproved. He had made no official pronouncement of the matter, but Lady Wetherby knew that he disapproved of her classical dancing.
It's me Pickering. The door was opened a few inches by a cautious hand. 'Is that you, Pickering? 'Yes. It's all right. 'Don't keep saying it's all right, said Lord Wetherby, irritably. 'It isn't all right. What do you mean by hiding in the dark and popping out and barking at a man? You made me bite my tongue. I've never had such a shock in my life.
An hour later the manager of the Southampton branch of the White Star Line was dazzled by an apparition, a beautiful girl who burst in upon him with flushed face and shining eyes, demanding a berth on the steamship Atlantic and talking about a Lady Wetherby.
Lady Wetherby, having got the Dance of Psyche out of her system, and replaced it with a glass of iced coffee, was inclined for conversation. 'Algie called me up on the phone this evening, Claire. 'Yes? Claire was examining Mr Pickering with furtive side glances. He was not handsome, nor, on the other hand, was he repulsive. 'Undistinguished' was the adjective that would have described him.
Captain Lance Wetherby, Assistant Chief of Police of San Francisco, Deputy Sheriff and ex-U. S. scout, had requested to see Miss Foster a few moments alone. Lanty knew what it meant, her secret had been discovered; but she was not the girl to shirk the responsibility!
I do know this man. I was engaged to him once. 'What! 'For goodness' sake don't tell Dudley! 'But 'It's all over now; but I used to be engaged to him. 'Not when I was in England? 'No, after that. 'Then he didn't know you are engaged to Dudley now? 'N-no. I I haven't seen him for a long time. Lady Wetherby looked remorseful. 'Poor man! I must have given him a jolt!
With the fiddles working themselves to the bone and the piano bounding under its persecutor's blows, Lady Wetherby ducked, side-stepped, rushed, and sprang, moving her arms in a manner that may have been classical Greek, but to the untrained eye looked much more like the last round of some open-air bout.
'What did they do then? asked Lady Wetherby 'They came out again. 'Why? 'That's what I was trying to find out. Lord Wetherby uttered an exclamation. 'By Jove! There was apprehension in his voice, but mingled with it a certain pleased surprise. 'Perhaps they were after my picture. I'll light the lamp.
After supper he went at once to his room; but it was not until Miss Wetherby ceased to hear the patter of his feet on the floor above that she leaned back in her chair with a sigh of relief. When Ann went upstairs to make the bed that Tuesday morning, the sight that met her eyes struck terror to her heart. The bedclothes were scattered in wild confusion half over the room.
Nobody seemed to be striking or murdering or having violent accidents. The universe was torpid. In these circumstances, the escape of Eustace seemed to present possibilities. Reporters had been sent down. There were three of them living in the house now, and Wrench's air of disapproval was deepening every hour. It was their strenuousness which had given Lady Wetherby that battered feeling.
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