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Shakehands!“Thetwochoralgentlemenwereenchantedwithhim。
“TheEnglisharistocracy——eh,Smith?““Bloodandbreeding——ah,Jones!“
Assoonashehadspoken,Arnold’sconsciencereproachedhim:notforbetting(whoisashamedof_that_formofgamblinginEngland?)butfor“backingthedoctor。“Withthebestintentiontowardhisfriend,hewasspeculatingonthefailureofhisfriend’shealth。HeanxiouslyassuredGeoffreythatnomanintheroomcouldbemoreheartilypersuadedthatthesurgeonwaswrongthanhimself。“Idon’tcryofffromthebet,“hesaid。“But,mydearfellow,prayunderstandthatIonlytakeittoplease_you。_“
“Botherallthat!“answeredGeoffrey,withthesteadyeyetobusiness,whichwasoneofthechoicestvirtuesinhischaracter。
“Abet’sabet——andhangyoursentiment!“HedrewArnoldbythearmoutofear-shotoftheothers。“Isay!“heasked,anxiously。
“DoyouthinkI’vesettheoldfogy’sbackup?“
“DoyoumeanSirPatrick?“
Geoffreynodded,andwenton。
“Ihaven’tputthatlittlemattertohimyet——aboutmarryinginScotland,youknow。SupposehecutsuproughwithmeifItryhimnow?“Hiseyewanderedcunningly,asheputthequestion,tothefartherendoftheroom。Thesurgeonwaslookingoveraport-folioofprints。Theladieswerestillatworkontheirnotesofinvitation。SirPatrickwasaloneatthebook-shelvesimmersedinavolumewhichhehadjusttakendown。
“Makeanapology,“suggestedArnold。“SirPatrickmaybealittleirritableandbitter;buthe’sajustmanandakindman。Sayyouwerenotguiltyofanyintentionaldisrespecttowardhim——andyouwillsayenough。“
“Allright!“
SirPatrick,deepinanoldVenetianeditionofTheDecameron,foundhimselfsuddenlyrecalledfrommedievalItalytomodernEngland,bynolessapersonthanGeoffreyDelamayn。
“Whatdoyouwant?“heasked,coldly。
“Iwanttomakeanapology,“saidGeoffrey。“Letby-gonesbeby-gones——andthatsortofthing。Iwasn’tguiltyofanyintentionaldisrespecttowardyou。Forgiveandforget。Nothalfabadmotto,Sir——eh?“
Itwasclumsilyexpressed——butstillitwasanapology。NotevenGeoffreycouldappealtoSirPatrick’scourtesyandSirPatrick’sconsiderationinvain。
“Notawordmore,Mr。Delamayn!“saidthepoliteoldman。“AcceptmyexcusesforanythingwhichImayhavesaidtoosharply,onmyside;andletusbyallmeansforgettherest。“
Havingmettheadvancemadetohim,inthoseterms,hepaused,expectingGeoffreytoleavehimfreetoreturntotheDecameron。
Tohisunutterableastonishment,Geoffreysuddenlystoopedoverhim,andwhisperedinhisear,“Iwantawordinprivatewithyou。“
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