The Unspeakable Gentleman by John P. Marquand
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fear nothing, say nothing. It is a maxim followed by so many politicians.
Strange that it still stays valuable. Strange--" And he waved his hand in a negligent gesture of deprecation. "Why, indeed, be more explicit," I rejoined. "Your sudden interest is quite enough to leave me overcome, sir, when, after years of neglect, you see to it I ride out safely of an afternoon." He tapped his snuff box thoughtfully. "Coincidence again, Henry, that is all. How was I to know you would be outside Ned Aiken's house while I was within?" "And how should I know that paternal care would prompt you to remain within while I was without?" For a second it seemed to me that my father was going to laugh--for a fraction of a second something like astonishment seemed to take possession of him. Then Brutus appeared in the doorway. "My son," he said, as I followed him to supper, "I must compliment you. Positively you improve upon acquaintance." III |
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