The Vanished Messenger

第33章

Geralddidnotspeakforseveralmoments。Hiseyeswerestillfixeduponthebackofthedisappearingcar。ThenheturnedtowardsHamel。

“Thereisn’tmuch,“hesaidsoftly,“thatMr。Fentolindoesn’tknow。

Ifthatdetectivewasreallyonhiswayhere,therewasn’tanychanceofkeepingMr。Dunstertohimself。Yousee,thewholestoryiscommonproperty。Andyet,there’ssomethingabouttheaffairthatbothersme。“

“Andme,“Hameladmitted,watchingthecaruntilitbecameaspeckinthedistance。

“Hewasfairlywellcornered,“Geraldconcluded,astheymadetheirwaybacktothedining-room,“butitisn’tlikehimtoletgoofanythingsoeasily。“

“Soyou’veseenthelastofourguest,“Mr。Fentolinremarked,asamelandGeraldre-enteredthedining-room。“Aqueerfellow-almostanewtypetome。Doggedandindustrious,Ishouldthink。Hehadn’ttheleastrighttotravel,youknow,andIthinksolongaswehadtakenthetroubletotelephonetoNorwich,hemighthavewaitedtoseethephysician。Sarsonwasveryangryaboutit,butwhatcanyoudowiththesefellowswhoareneverill?Theyscarcelyknowwhatphysicaldisabilitymeans。Well,Mr。Hamel,andhowareyougointoamuseyourselfto-day?“

“IhadthoughtofcommencingsomereadingIbroughtwithme,“Hamelreplied,“butMissEstherhaschallengedmetoanothergameofgolf。“

“Excellent!“Mr。Fentolindeclared。“Itisverykindofyouindeed,Mr。Hamel。Itisalwaysamatterofregretformethatsocietyinthesepartsissorestricted。Mynephewandniecehavelittleopportunityforenjoyingthemselves。PlaygolfwithMr。Hamel,byallmeans,mydearchild,“hecontinued,turningtohisniece。“Makethemostofthisgloriousspringweather。Andwhataboutyou,Gerald?

Whatareyoudoingto-day?“

“Ihaven’tmadeupmymindyet,sir,“theboyreplied。

Mr。Fentolinsighed。

“Alwaysthatlackofinitiative,“heremarked。“Alackofinitiativeisoneofyourworstfaults,Iamafraid,dearGerald。“

Theboylookedupquickly。Foramomentitseemedasthoughhewereabouttomakeafiercereply。HemetMr。Fentolin’ssteadygaze,however,andthewordsdiedawayuponhislips。

“Iratherthought,“hesaid,“ofgoingintoNorwich,ifyoucouldspareme。CaptainHolthasaskedmetolunchattheBarracks。“

Mr。Fentolinshookhisheadgently。

“Itismostunfortunate,“hedeclared。“Ihaveacommissionforyoulaterintheday。“

Geraldcontinuedhisbreakfastinsilence。Hebentoverhisplatesothathisfacewasalmostinvisible。Mr。Fentolinwaspeelingapeach。Aservantenteredtheroom。

“LieutenantGodfrey,sir,“heannounced。

Theyalllookedup。Atrim,clean-shaven,hard-featuredyoungmaninnavaluniformwasstandinguponthethreshold。HebowedtoEsther。

“Verysorrytointrude,sir,atthishourofthemorning,“hesaidbriskly。“LieutenantGodfrey,myname。IamflaglieutenantoftheBritannia。Youcan’tseeher,butshe’sno

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