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I've got to wash up the tea things and clean the Sergeant's boots," said Dam, cruelly wringing the Haddock's agonized soft hand, and, with a complete and disconcerting change, added, "And if you breathe a word about having seen me, at Monksmead, or tell Lucille, I'll seek you out, my Haddock, and we will hold converse with thee". Then he strode away, cursing himself for a fool, a cad, and a deteriorated, demoralized ruffian.
For Dam had won her away from him, Delorme considered, inasmuch as he had brought him to Monksmead, time after time, had seen him falling in love with Lucille, had received his confidences, and spoken no warning word.
Some silly fool, he understood, had fainted or something probably a puling tight-laced fool of a woman who starved herself to keep slim. People who wanted to faint should stay and do it at home not come creating disturbances and interruptions at Monksmead garden-parties.... And then he saw a couple of young men and Lucille striving to raise the recumbent body of a man.
This theme, that of what was going on at Monksmead, and that of what to do when Dam was recaptured, formed the bulk of her conversation with her young companion. "What will you do, dear, when we have found the poor darling boy?" she would ask.
Jones of Monksmead village, annoyed Miss Smellie, offended Grumper, and worried Lucille. Sitting in solitary grandeur at his lunch one Sabbath, sipping his old Chambertin, Grumper was vexed and scandalized by a series of blood-curdling shrieks from the floor above his breakfast-room.
As for going to live at Monksmead with her and Auntie Yvette it would be an even bigger crime.
Joints stiffenin'. Come an' sit down and hear the words of wisdom of your old Uncle Dammiculs, the Wise Man of Monksmead." "Come off it, Dammy. Lazy little beast. Fat little brute," commented the lady. As Damocles de Warrenne was six feet two inches high, and twelve stone of iron-hard muscle, the insults fell but lightly upon him. "I will, though," she continued.
Major John Decies, I.M.S., Civil Surgeon of Bimariabad, executor of the will of the late Colonel de Warrenne and guardian of his son, cabled the sad news of the Colonel's untimely death to Sir Gerald Seymour Stukeley at Monksmead, he being, so far as Major Decies knew, the boy's only male relative in England uncle of the late Mrs. de Warrenne.
He knocked Harberth clean out, they say. Perhaps his father has had him properly taught and he can really box. Ever seen him play footer? Nippiest little devil I ever saw. Staunch too. Rum go," commented his friend. Dam thought of Sergeant Havlan and his son, the punching-ball, and the fighting days at Monksmead. Perhaps he could "really" box, after all.
Lucille shrieked, paled, and sprang towards him. "Oh, Dam!" she cried, "how could you!" "Pooh, Kiddy," he replied. "I'm going to invite the Harley Street cove to have a match at that and I'm going to give a little exhibition of it on the lawn at Monksmead to all the good folk who witnessed my disgrace.... What's a snake after all?
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