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I'll ask Kemp if you like. Why? Isn't it all right to build them?" "I suppose so. Howard is in it somehow. In fact Howard's company is behind Mr. Siward's, I believe." Grace Ferrall turned and looked at the girl beside her, laughing outright.
All that shall be told is, that he went into port on board a merchant ship carrying wine, and intending to bring back tin. The merchants had told him of one Alef, a valiant regulus or kinglet of those parts, who was indeed a distant connection of Hereward himself, having married, as did so many of the Celtic princes, the daughter of a Danish sea-rover, of Siward's blood.
Later he found himself upstairs in a private card-room, facing Quarrier across a table, and still talking and quenching his increasing thirst. He knew now what he was telling Quarrier; he was unveiling the parable; he was stripping metaphor from a carefully precise story. He used Siward's name presently; presently he used Sylvia's name. A moment later or was it an hour?
The Duke, who with some difficulty comprehended the general meaning of Siward's speech, bit his lip, but replied courteously: "The youths of all nations may learn from renowned age. Much doth it shame me that I cannot commune with thee in the ancestral tongue; but the angels at least know the language of the Norman Christian, and I pray them and the saints for a calm end to thy brave career."
Plank found him there, an hour later, fumbling among the papers, and at first feared that he read in Siward's drawn and sullen face a premonition of the ever-dreaded symptoms. "Quarrier has telephoned asking for a conference at last," he said abruptly, sitting down beside Siward. "Well," inquired Siward, "how do you interpret that favourably?"
There had never been any question of the latter's attitude toward Siward. Plank began to frequent the house, but never informally. It is doubtful whether he could have practised informality in that house even at Siward's invitation.
Then her thoughts, errant, wandered half the world over before they returned to Siward; and when at length they did, and meaning to be civil, she spoke again of his acquaintance with Quarrier at the Patroons Club the club itself being sufficient to settle Siward's status in every community. "I'm trying to remember what it is I have heard about you," she continued amiably; "you are "
She noticed it, and unbidden arose the vision of the gun-room at Shotover: Quarrier's soft beard wet with rain; the phantoms of people passing and repassing; Siward's straight figure swinging past, silhouetted against the glare of light from the billiard-room. And here she made an effort to efface the vision, shutting her eyes as she rode there in the rain.
Who do you mean?" "Mr. Siward, for example," she said in an even voice, leaning over to pat her horse's neck with her gloved hand. "Mr. Siward must take the chances we all take," observed Quarrier. "But, Howard, it would really mean ruin for him if matters went badly. Wouldn't it?" "I am not familiar with the details of Mr. Siward's investments." "Nor am I," she said slowly. He made no reply.
Even then he continued to sit uncomfortably, his bulk balanced on a rickety, spindle-legged chair, which he stubbornly refused to exchange for another, at Siward's suggestion, out of sheer embarrassment, and with a confused idea that his refusal would somehow ultimately put him at his ease with his surroundings. Siward, secretly amused, rang for tea, although the hour was early.
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