The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1907-01-03
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ing at Lady Sabinet's and looking in at
one or two places later" He eyed his
papers in Chilcotes listless hand.
Chilcote smiled satirlcally. Eve is
very true to society,"" he said. II
couldn't dine at the Sabinets' if it was
to make me premier. They have a
butler who is an Institutional sort Of
heirloom in the family. He is fat and
breathes audibly. Last time I lunched
there he haunted me for whole
night
Blessington laughed gayly. Mrs.
Chilcote doesn't see ghosts, SIR" he
said; "but if may suggest
Chilcote tapped his fingers on the
table.
mo. Eve doesn't see ghosts. We
rather miss sympathy there"
Blessington governed his impatience.
He stood still for some seconds, then
glanced down at his pointed boot.
IF you will be lenient to my per-
sistency, sir, I would like to remind
YOU
Chilcote lifted his head with a flash
Of irritability.
"Confound it, Blessingtonw he ex-
claimed cam I never to be left in
peace? Am I never to sit down to a
meal without having work thrust upon
me? Work-work-perp work!
have heard no other word in the last
six years. I declare there are times''-
Ii;
turned to the window-'there are times
when feel that for sixpence I'd chuck
1t all-the whole beastly round"-
Startled by his vehemence, Blessing
ton wheeled toward him.
mot your political career, sir?"
There was a moment in which Chill
cate hesitated, moment in which the
desire that had filled his mind for
months rose to his lips and hung there.
Then the question, the incredulity in
Blessington's face, chilled it and it fell
back into silence.
IL didn't say that" he murmured.
You young men jump to conclusions,
Blessington'
"Forgive me, sir. l never meant to
imply retirement. Why, Rickshaw.
Vale, Gresham and the whole Wark
crowd would be about your ears like
flies If such thing were even breath
ed-now more than ever since these
Persian rumors. BY the way, is there
anything real in this border business?
The st. Georges came out rather
strong last night"
Chilcote had moved back to the ta-
Die. His face was pale from his out
burst, and his fingers toyed restlessly
with the open newspaper.
Il haven't seen the st. Georges" he
said hastily. "Lakely is always ready
to shake the red rag where Russia is
concerned. Whether we are to enter
the arena is another matter. But what
about Craig-Burnage? I think you
mentioned something Of a contract"
"Oh, don't worry about that, sir"
Blessington had caught the twitching
at the corners of Chilcote's mouth, the
nervous sharpness of his voice. II can
put Craig-Burnage off. If they have
AN answer by Thursday it will be time
enough" He began to collect his pa
pers, but Chilcote stopped him.
"Wait," he said, veering suddenly,
wait. I'll see to it now. I'll feel
more myself when I've done some
thing. I'll come with you to the
study" liz
He walked hastily across the room:
then, with his hand on the door. he
paused. -.
You go first, Blessington," he said.
"1'll-l'n follow you in ten minutes.
must glance through the newspapers
first -. -
Blessington looked uncertain. "You
won't forget, STRIP
Forget? OF course not" $3.50.
Still doubtful, Blessington left the
room and closed the door.
Once alone Chilcote walked SLOWLY