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Hebblethwaite continued, "our relations with Foreign Powers were just the myth to me that they are to most people who read the Morning Post one day and the Daily Mail the next. However, I made the best part of half a million in business through knowing the top and the bottom and every corner of my job, and I started in to do the same when I began to have a share in the government of the country.
And Amelia looked as if she meant it. "But take no one into your confidence," said I. "Least of all Charlotte." "Thank you, I don't need that warning!" said Amelia, with her languid laugh, as she furled her fan and turned away. And as I passed on the other side I came upon Ephraim Hebblethwaite. All at once my resolution was taken.
She means to do it while there's a Radical Government in power here, and before Russia finishes her reorganisation scheme. I am not a soldier, Hebblethwaite, but the fellows we've got up at the top not the soldiers themselves but the chaps like old Busby and Simons are simply out and out rotters.
Not in all history has there ever existed a race freer from the lust of bloodthirsty conquest than the German people of to-day." Mr. Hebblethwaite concluded his sentence with some emphasis. He felt that his words were carrying conviction. Some of the conversation at their end of the table had been broken off to listen to his pronouncements. At that moment his butler touched him upon the elbow.
Hebblethwaite shook his head. "You are incorrigible, Norgate! Germany is one of the Powers of Europe undoubtedly possessing a high sense of honour and rectitude of conduct. If any nation possesses a national conscience, and an appreciation of national ethics, they do. Germany would be less likely than any nation in the world to break a treaty."
"Hebblethwaite the one man whom Berlin doubts!" He withdrew a little into the shadows, his eyes fixed upon the box. A little way off, in the stalls, Mrs. Paston Benedek was whispering to Baring. Further back in the Promenade, Helda was entertaining a little party of friends. Selingman's eyes remained fixed upon Norgate. Mrs.
"For a practical politician, Hebblethwaite," Norgate pronounced, "you have some of the rottenest ideas I ever knew. You know perfectly well that if Germany attacked France, we are almost committed to chip in. We couldn't sit still, could we, and see Calais and Boulogne, Dieppe and Ostend, fortified against us?" "If Germany should attack France!" Hebblethwaite repeated.
"A ceremony which we will take for granted," she suggested, holding out her fingers. "Each time I have come to London, Mr. Hebblethwaite, I have hoped that I might have this good fortune. You interest us so much on the Continent." Mr. Hebblethwaite bowed and looked as though he would have liked the interest to have been a little more personal.
Our navy is and always will be an irresistible defence." "Even with hostile naval and aeroplane bases at say Calais, Boulogne, Dieppe, Ostend?" Mr. Hebblethwaite pushed a box of cigars towards his guest, glanced at the clock, and rose. "Young fellow," he said, "I have engaged a box at the Empire. Let us move on." "My position as a Cabinet Minister," Mr.
They had reached the far end of the field, having turned their backs, in fact, upon the polo altogether. Norgate suddenly abandoned their conversation. "Look here," he said, in an altered tone, "do you feel inclined to answer a few questions?" "For publication?" Hebblethwaite asked drily. "You haven't turned journalist, by any chance, have you?" Norgate shook his head.
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