“May I tell Nigel to
come and see you again? I am not here to do his love-making for him, you know. It must be sent home this evening. Someone, it appeared, was trying to profit from that fact. “You are not going out—this evening, I trust,” that lady asked, a trifle dismayed. The last time Pottiswick had
called out the militia on suspicion of intruders in Remenham House, a large
rodent had been all the spoil. I’m not to study,
I’m not to grow. He flipped the television on. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat
bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never
materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. “Let’s go. Her eyes were
perhaps a little brighter than usual, the firelight played about her hair, there
seemed to him to be a sudden softening of the straight firm mouth. I was
supposed to do the same, but I didn’t. Then he hovered undecidedly for some seconds
with his hands in his pockets and his mouth puckered to a whistle before he
turned to go home by the Avenue. Everything
in the world had changed for her. His reputation was slightly tainted by his
marriage to her mother, an exotic blue-eyed raven-haired
beauty, a Gypsy doll with a clandestine heritage. I cannot tell you
much about it, but my bad times are over for the present.
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