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Uncle Handyside was surprised that George Hope did not go into mourning for him. John Bright still lived, and he was the bete noire of the Conservatives in that era; and the abolition of the corn laws was held to be the cause of the agricultural distress not the high rent of agricultural land. George Hope was a striking personality. When my friend J. C. Woods was minister at St.
Craig," said Marjorie, breaking a silence, "do you wish us to regard you as non-existent I mean to say, do you wish your return to be kept a secret?" "I'm going to sleep on that question, Miss Handyside," he replied. "I can keep a secret rather well, and I believe father can, too," she said. "Won't you tell us whom you sus "
"O, bother tomorrow! Let's eat, and talk about something else." "What? Both? Well, now, if that isn't a bit of luck," cried a pleasant voice close behind them, and Mr. George T. Handyside held out his two hands. "I was feeling kind of lonesome in the hotel, and just strolled out to look at the shops," he rattled on. "Say, can you boys eat a line?
He was splashing in his tub when the telephone bell rang, and Bates answered. Within a few seconds the valet was knocking at the door. "A Mr. Handyside has rung up, sir," was the announcement. "I think he's an American. He wants to know if there is anything doin'. He said you would understand." "Tell him I'm alive, and will call at his hotel at 11:30." "Yes, sir."
Sinnett to take me to the hotel," said Evelyn. "Now, Mr. Theydon, perhaps it will be better that you wait for Mr. Handyside and come on at your leisure." "I'm a stiff-necked person," said Theydon, trying to smile unconcernedly. "I've made up my mind to see you safely to your destination, and I refuse to leave you on any account. I am sure the doctor will let me sit beside the chauffeur."
"I cannot give you any sort of an explanation now, Mr. Handyside," he said. "Later in the week, perhaps, I may have a big story for your private ear. All I can say at the moment is this I have reason to believe that a young lady, a daughter of Mr. James Creighton Forbes, a well-known man in the city of London, is being decoyed to Eastbourne in the belief that her mother is ill.
She admitted, though reluctantly, that a night's rest was necessary to steady her nerves. "Ah!" she sighed, "I shall be so glad when all this turmoil is ended, and we are settled for the season in Sutherland." "Sutherland, ma'am," inquired Handyside. "Isn't that in the far north of Scotland?" "Yes." "It would be, just as the North Foreland is in Kent."
Handyside, limping painfully, appeared in the doorway. It was his turn to be astounded, but his welcome when it came was of the heartiest. "I take it," he went on, "that Marjorie, my daughter, and you have already made each other's acquaintance."
He disapproved of the proprietary interest she seemed to take in his friend, and yet had circumstances been a little different, how he would have welcomed it! "A very good notion," observed Handyside. "The clock can't have too many guardians, and I don't imagine you would care to bring in strangers." "Not to be thought of," replied Alan. "But I'm sorry for Caw.
The compartment held six seats, while a door led to a side corridor running the length of the coach. The two remaining occupants were worthy Britons who neither invited nor received any special attention. Mr. Handyside was introduced, and promptly said the right thing. "I guess I knew what I was doing when I forced Mr.
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