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His dress was not nearly so neat as usual. Mr. Waddington, whose bachelor evening clothes a loose dinner-jacket and carefully tied black tie were exactly as they should be, glanced disparagingly at his visitor. "My dear Burton," he gasped, "whatever is the matter with you? You seem all knocked over." Burton had thrown himself into a chair.
Waddington's book was finished the sooner Ralph's book would come out; and under this agreeable stimulus she had developed into the perfect parodist of Waddington.
Waddington responded to that obscene twinkle; something reminiscent and anticipating; something mischievous and subtle and delightful, subversive of dignity. It came up in his solemn face and simmered there. Here was Corbett, a thorough-paced man of the world, and he took it for granted that Mrs.
I've merely taken down his answers to copy out and file for reference." "Then, my dear Miss Madden, you don't know all the circumstances." "At any rate, I can tell you what Mr. Waddington intends to do and what he doesn't. You want to see him, I suppose, about the loan for the investment?" Mrs. Levitt was too profoundly disconcerted to reply. Barbara went on in her firm sweetness.
"Barbara showed a great deal of intelligence; but you must give me credit for some tact and discretion of my own," Mr. Waddington said as he left the drawing-room. "Was he tactful and discreet?" "His first letters," said Barbara, "were masterpieces of tact and discretion. Before he saw the danger. Afterwards I think his nerve may have gone a bit. Whose wouldn't?" "It was clever of you, Barbara.
On the contrary" he heard, as if somebody else had perpetrated it, the horrible repetition "I mean to say " His brain fought for another phrase madly and in vain. "On the contrary, it exists in order to safeguard the true interests, the best interests, of every working man and woman in the country." "Hear! Hear!" from Sir John Corbett. Mr. Waddington smiled.
"If anybody tries to pump me I shall say you behaved very well. So you did, my dear fellow, so you did. Considering the provocation." He could afford to laugh. He had got it out of poor old Waddington, as he said he would. But to the eternal honour of Sir John Corbett, it did not go any further.
He was somewhat relieved to find that there were no evidences of it in the familiar office which he entered with some diffidence. "Is Mr. Waddington in?" he inquired. A strange young man slipped from his stool and found his questioner gazing about him in a bewildered manner. There was much, indeed, that was surprising in his surroundings.
And the artist's celebrated name would have to figure conspicuously, in exact proportion to his celebrity, on the title page and in all the reviews and advertisements where, properly speaking, Horatio Bysshe Waddington should stand alone.
What I came up to know about is this!" she went on, producing a copy of the Daily Press from her reticule and smoothing it out on her knee. Burton groaned. He looked anxiously at Mr. Waddington. "Have you read it, sir?" he asked. Mr. Waddington shook his head. "I make it a rule," he said, "to avoid the advertisement columns of all newspapers.
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