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As Bertram thought in this way concerning Lady Harcourt the Caroline Waddington that had once belonged to himself he proposed to himself no scheme of infamy, no indulgence of a disastrous love, no ruin for her whom the world now called so fortunate; but he did think that, if she still loved him, it would be pleasant to sit and talk with her; pleasant to feel some warmth in her hand; pleasant that there should be some confidence in her voice.
Old Susan-Nanna had come up from Medlicott to see him. And Ralph Bevan called every day. That gratified him, too. The only person who was not allowed to know anything about his illness was his mother, for Mr. Waddington was certain it would kill her. Every evening at medicine time he would ask the same questions: "My mother doesn't know yet?" And: "Anybody called to-day?"
III , ch. vi- viii, valuable for diplomatic relations; Richard Waddington, La guerre de sept ans: histoire diplomatique et militaire, 5 vols. See also A. W. Ward, Great Britain and Hanover, Some Aspects of their Personal Union .
Saw his name in the paper the other day a guest at Lady Somebody's reception. Here goes, old chap success to Menatogen!" Waddington drained his glass. "They say it's his wife who pushes him on so," he remarked. Mr. Burton's wine went suddenly flat. He drank it but without enjoyment. Then he rose to his feet. "Well, so long, Waddington, old chap," he said. "I expect the missis is waiting for me."
You can't rouse 'em if they won't be roused." He emerged from his defeat with an unbroken sense of intellectual superiority. Thus the League languished and died out; and Mr. Waddington, in the absence of this field for personal activity, languished too.
He was almost disavowed by his Government. The ministers were timid and unwilling that France should take any initiative even his friend, Leon Say, then Minister of Finances, a very clever man and brilliant politician, said: "Notre collegue Waddington, contre son habitude, s'est emballe cette fois pour la question de la Tunisie."
Truth was a great and marvelous thing, but the last person who had need of it was surely an auctioneer engaged in the sale of sham articles of every description! It was putting the man in an unfair position. A vague sense of loyalty towards his late chief prompted Burton's next action. If help were possible, Mr. Waddington should have it.
Burton looked at him in astonishment. "My dear Mr. Waddington!" he exclaimed. "You cannot really think so!" They both turned their heads once more. The woman in question was standing upon the doorstep of a milliner's shop, waiting for a taxicab. In appearance she was certainly somewhat striking, but her hair was flagrantly dyed, her eyebrows darkened, her costume daring, her type obvious.
"But I understand that you uphold Bolshevism?" "I don't uphold funk. But," said Ralph, "there's rather more in it than that. It's being engineered. It's a deliberate, dishonest, and malicious attempt to discredit Labour." "Absurd," said Mr. Waddington. "You show that you are ignorant of the very principles of the League."
Alfred Waddington, enthusiast rather than practical promoter, sought at Ottawa a charter for the road he had done so much to secure, but his bill went no further than a first reading. At Ottawa he was met by G. W. M'Mullen, a Canadian residing in Chicago, who was visiting the Dominion on a canal deputation.
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