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"Tell him to wait," said Gilbert, and Ninian hurried back to do so. "If you won't choose your suits yourself," he went on to Henry, "I shall have to do it for you. Socks, socks, where the h.e.l.l do you keep your socks?..."
It seemed to Henry that he could see Cecily's face s.h.i.+ning out of the darkness. He could feel her arms about him and hear her beautiful voice telling him that she loved him. "I won't go," he said to himself. "I won't go!..."
"If you'd only help to pack, we'd save heaps of money," Gilbert grumbled. "It's sickening to think of that taxi sitting out there totting up tuppences. Come and sit on the lid of this trunk, will you?"
Henry did not move from the window. Gilbert straightened himself. For a moment or two he could not see clearly because he was giddy with stooping. Then he crossed the room and took hold of Henry's arm.
"Come on, Quinny," he said, pulling him towards the trunk.
"What's the good of fussing like this, Gilbert, when I've told you I won't go...."
"Well, sit on the trunk anyhow. I may as well close the thing now I've filled it...."
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He called Ninian, and between them they carried the luggage downstairs to the cab.
"Now then, Quinny!" said Gilbert.
"I'm not going, I tell you...."
"Get into the cab, d.a.m.n you. Go on!"
He shoved him forward so that he almost fell against the step of the taxi, and Ninian caught hold of him, and they lifted him and heaved him into the taxi.
"Get in, Ninian," said Gilbert. He turned and shouted up the hall to Roger. "Come on, Roger! You'd better come and see us off!"
None of them spoke during the short drive to Euston. Henry sulked in a corner of the cab, telling himself that it was monstrous of Gilbert to treat him in this fas.h.i.+on, and vowing that nothing would induce him to get into the train ... and then, his mind veering again, telling himself that perhaps it would be a good thing to go to Ireland for a while.
Cecily had chopped and changed with him. Why should he not chop and change with her?... Neither Ninian nor Roger made any remark on the peculiarity of the journey to Ireland. They had known in the morning that Gilbert and Henry were going away that night, but it was clear that something had happened since then, that Gilbert was more intent on the journey than Henry.... No doubt, they would know in good time. Probably, Ninian thought to himself, that woman Jayne is mixed up in it....
"You get the tickets, Ninian," Gilbert said when they reached Euston.
"Firsts. Democracy's all right in theory, but I don't like it in a railway carriage!"
"Where's the money?" said Ninian.
"Money! What do you want money for? All right! Here you are! You can pay me afterwards, Quinny!"
They had only a few minutes in which to get into the train, and Gilbert, putting his arm in Henry's and hurrying him towards the Irish mail, was glad that the wait would not be long.
"It's ridiculous to behave like this," said Henry, as they shoved him into a carriage.
"I know it is," Gilbert answered. He turned to Roger. "We may want grub during the night. Get some, will you! Sandwiches will do and hard-boiled eggs, if you can get 'em...."
He turned to Henry. "You're my friend, Quinny," he said, "I can't let you make a mucker of everything, can I?"
Henry did not answer.
"I know exactly how you feel," Gilbert went on. "I should feel like it myself if I were in your place, but if I were, Quinny, I'd be d.a.m.ned glad if you'd do the same for me!"
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"Good Lord!" Gilbert exclaimed, as the train drove out of London, "I forgot to pack your toothpaste...."
THE THIRD BOOK
OF
CHANGING WINDS
... quitted all to save A world from utter loss.
PARADISE LOST.
THE FIRST CHAPTER
1
As the boat turned round the end of the pier and moved up the harbour to her berth, Gilbert, eyeing the pa.s.sengers, caught sight of Henry and instantly hallooed to him. The pa.s.sage from Kingstown had been smooth, and Henry, heartened by the sea air and suns.h.i.+ne, pressed eagerly through the throng of pa.s.sengers so that he might be near the gangway and so be among the first to descend from the steamer. He called a greeting to Gilbert, and then, the boat being berthed, hurried forward to the gangway. He could not get off the steamer as quickly as he wished for the number of pa.s.sengers on board was very large, and he fidgeted impatiently until he was able to get ash.o.r.e.
"We'll send this bag on by the waggonette," Gilbert said, when they had shaken hands and congratulated each other on their healthy looks, "and walk over to Tre'Arrdur, and we'll gabble on the way. Here," he added, taking a letter out of his breastpocket, "you can read that while I find the man. It's from Ninian. It came this morning!..."
He seized Henry's bag and hurried off with it, leaving Henry to follow slowly or remain where he was, as he pleased, and then, before Henry had time to do more than take the letter from its envelope and glance carelessly at the first page of it, he came quickly back. "Come up," he said, putting his arm in Henry's. "You can read it as you go along.
There's not much in it!"
They left the pier and pa.s.sed through the station into the street.
"Holyhead," said Gilbert, "is a good place to get drunk in! We won't linger!..."
They took the lower road to Tre'Arrdur Bay because it was quieter than the upper road, and as they walked, Henry read Ninian's letter.
"He seems to like South America," he said, returning the letter to Gilbert when he had finished with it.
Gilbert nodded his head. "That old Tunnel of his doesn't get itself built, does it? But it must be great fun building a railway in a place like that. There's a revolution on the first and third Tuesdays of the month, and the President of the Republic and the Emperor of the Empire are in power for a fortnight and in exile for another one. So Ninian says. He told Roger in his last letter that he had had to kick the emperor's backside for him for interfering with the railway contract....
Oh, by the bye, Rachel's produced an infant. She says it's like Roger, but Roger hopes not. He says it's like nothing on earth. He came to see me off from Euston yesterday and when I asked him to describe it to me, he said he couldn't ... it was indescribable. It looks _raw_, he says.
It must be frightfully comic to be a father, Quinny!"