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"I'm working with Burke's lot just now. Say, let's be sensible about this. I'll be straight with you, straight as a string." "Did you say string or spring?" "And I'll expect you to be straight with me." "Are we to breathe confidences into each other's ears?" Lord Wisbeach went to the door again and submitted the passage to a second examination. "You seem nervous," said Jimmy.
Lord Wisbeach did not appear to resent the patronage of his manner. He plunged cheerily into talk. He had a pleasant, simple way of comporting himself which made people like him. "I was just telling Mrs. Pett," he said, "that I shouldn't be surprised if you were to get an offer for your stuff from our fellows at home before long.
He had the appearance of a man who had had a bad shock and is just getting over it. Jimmy, eyeing him curiously, was not surprised at his emotion. What the man's game might be, he could not say; but of one thing he was sure, which was that this was not Lord Wisbeach, but on the contrary some one he had never seen before in his life. "Luncheon is served, madam!" said Mr.
"Certainly, Lord Wisbeach." His lordship looked meaningly at Ogden. "In private, you know." He then looked meaningly at Mrs. Pett. "Ogden darling," said Mrs. Pett, "I think you had better go to your room and undress and get into bed. A little nice sleep might do you all the good in the world." With surprising docility, the boy rose. "All right," he said.
Since then there had been vague rumours of possible sensational developments, which Willie had neither denied nor confirmed. He preserved the mysterious silence which went so well with his appearance. Having turned slowly so that his eyes rested on Lord Wisbeach's ingenuous countenance, Willie paused, and his face assumed the expression of his photograph in the Chronicle. "Ah, Wisbeach!" he said.
Then she reflected that, with the self-styled Jimmy Crocker as well as the fraudulent Skinner in the house, Lord Wisbeach and the detective would have their hands quite full enough. It would be foolish to complicate matters. She glanced at the clock on the mantelpiece. Mr. Sturgis would be arriving soon, if he had really started at once from his office, as he had promised.
A duller schemer than Lord Wisbeach might have been content to be inactive after such a conversation as had just taken place between himself and Jimmy. His lordship, giving the matter the concentrated attention of his trained mind, had hit on a better plan, and he had come to the drawing-room now to put it into effect. His entrance shattered the peaceful atmosphere.
Downstairs, in the dining-room, Jimmy was smoking cigarettes and reviewing in his mind the peculiarities of the situation, when Ann came in. "Oh, there you are," said Ann. "I thought you must have gone upstairs." "I have been having a delightful and entertaining conversation with my old chum, Lord Wisbeach." "Good gracious! What about?" "Oh, this and that." "Not about old times?"
Then came the evening, and very early, before it was dark, I was asleep in my clothes in some straw, very warm; but I was so lazy that I had not even taken off my belt or sword. And that was the end of the first day's marching. The town of Wisbeach is very like the town of Boston.
Mother sent me out of the room, so of course I listened at the door." "Do you know where little boys go who listen to private conversations?" said Jimmy severely. "To the witness-stand generally, I guess. Well, I listened, and I heard this Lord Wisbeach tell mother that he had only pretended to recognise you as Jimmy Crocker and that really he had never seen you before in his life.
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