" "But, Lord, man!—don't you ever get lonesome?" "Don't you?" "I'm too busy. ’ ‘Don’t tell me,’ exploded his second-in-command. ” They loitered under trees, they sat on mossy banks they gossiped on friendly benches, they came back to lunch at the “Star and Garter,” and talked their afternoon away in the garden that looks out upon the crescent of the river. Once or twice she commented upon it, but she knew that it was resultant of his fear of her impending departure. ’ ‘Sir!’ came from Trodger, and the booted feet clattered off and out of the front door. ’ ‘That old fool? Why my brother kept him on I shall never know. She could feel his eyes surreptiously scanning her backside. They went on talking in the train—it seemed to her father a slight want of deference to him—and he listened and pretended to read the Times. “I have loved you,” he was saying, “ever since you sat on that gate and talked. A few minutes later she left the house on foot, and taking a hansom at the corner of the Square, drove to Anna’s flat. And don’t tell me what you’ve been up to, dashing off to Remenham House with that Kimble lad, and Lord knows what besides, because I don’t want to know. He did not move. "Poor fellow! I'm glad he has escaped. " "Ay; but I do mind her," cried Jack upon whom his comrade's observation had produced the desired effect. His nose was large but also fine and angular, tapering to a point at the end like a nobleman’s.
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