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The story of Hunterleys' matrimonial differences was already being whispered about. Richard talked polo vigorously for the next quarter of an hour. It was not until the coffee and liqueurs arrived that they returned to the subject of Miss Grex. Then it was Hunterleys himself who introduced it.
"As I presume you have no such intention," Mr. Grex persisted, "I repeat that we should be glad to be allowed to land." Richard abandoned his indolent posture and stood facing them. "You came on board, gentlemen, without my invitation," he reminded them. "You will leave my ship when I choose and that," he added, "is not just at present."
"Of all our products you would be the most delightful, and the most charming, and we would hope the most permanent," said the courteous Duke. "After being here so long I need hardly say that I like Matching better than any place in the world. I suppose it is the contrast to Grex." "Grex was a palace," said the Duke, "before a wall of this house had been built."
"And I have been a model of patience." "Perhaps your patience is more remarkable than your constancy. Is not Lady Mabel Grex in the ascendant just now?" "What do you mean by that? Why do you ask that? You told me to wait for three months. I have waited, and here I am." "How very very downright you are." "Is not that the proper thing?" "I thought I was downright, but you beat me hollow.
Everything that I had hoped for seems to be happening to-day. You have found out Draconmeyer, we have checkmated Mr. Grex, I have drunk the health of Felicia and David Briston " "Felicia and David Briston?" she interrupted quickly. "What do you mean?" "You knew, of course, that they were engaged?" he explained.
If he were but once engaged to Mabel Grex the dismissal of Tifto would be quite a matter of course. He would see Lady Mabel again on the morrow and ask her in direct language to be his wife. Mrs. Montacute Jones's Garden-Party It was known to all the world that Mrs. Montacute Jones's first great garden-party was to come off on Wednesday, 16th June, at Roehampton. Mrs.
Two or three of these fellows are nothing more or less than private detectives, and they all of them know what they're about or Grex wouldn't have them." Hunterleys looked grave. "It sounds awkward," he admitted. "The general idea of the plot," Roche went on, walking restlessly up and down the room, "you and I have already solved, and by this time they know it in London.
I shall keep it till you are married, and then give it to your wife." This affair of the ring had made him more intent than ever. After that he heard that Isabel Boncassen would also be at Killancodlem, having been induced to join Mrs. Montacute Jones's swarm of visitors. Though he was dangerously devoid of experience, still he felt that this was unfortunate. He intended to marry Mabel Grex.
Considering the amount of slaughter we have perpetrated, I really think that we need not be over anxious." After this nothing further was said. Tregear, who knew that Mabel Grex was still at Killancodlem, had not spoken. In truth Mabel had sent for Lord Silverbridge, and this had been her letter: DEAR LORD SILVERBRIDGE, Mrs.
Draconmeyer said calmly, "that we must get rid of Hunterleys." Mr. Grex looked out of the window for a moment. "To some extent," he observed, "I am a stranger here. I come as a guest to this conference, as our other friend from Paris comes, too. Any small task which may arise from the necessities of the situation, devolves, I think I may say without unfairness, upon you, my friend."
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