He put a match to the first and lit the others in succession one by one
until a charred chain of memories stretched across the tiling of the
grate. The last 'Doreen' straggled scarlet across a black and twisting
page, whitened, greyed and disappeared.
"And I'll grow a beard and forget all about you," said Richard. "And
it oughtn't to be very difficult really."
He rose, crossed to the window and looked out.
"If ever I fall in love again--if ever I earn enough for the luxury of
falling in love again, it won't be with----" but he changed his mind
about finishing the sentence, for, after all, it is folly to speak hard
words against pretty little things that make the world very jolly while
they last.
Besides Doreen had her way to make like any other girl, and no one can
deny the difference between the son of an exceptionally wealthy and
indulgent parent and the same son after the parental wealth has
exploded and the parental brain has been drilled with a .450 calibre
bullet discharged at a range of two inches from the frontal bone and
making a somewhat unsightly exit by way of the parietal.
James Frencham Altar, father of Richard, did not believe in failure or
exposure or public obloquy. His lode-star was success and when the
forward speed of success threw out its selectors and went suddenly into
reverse the liquidation of his affairs was conducted by the firm of
Colt and was covered in a single report. Thus ended an ambitious
career.
Richard had suffered rather heavily under the generosity of his father
whose cherished wish was that his son should be a gentleman and nothing
more. Accordingly Richard had been sent to Eton, Oxford, and round the
world three times. He had been given a racing stable, an enormous
allowance and was instructed to spend as much as he could and enjoy
himself all he knew how. Being a high spirited and obliging young
fellow, Richard did all these things very engagingly, and somehow
contrived not to spoil himself. He emerged from the war with a
Military Cross, a row of service medals, a brace of foreign decorations
and an ambition to do some work. His father appeared to applaud the
ambition but actually discouraged it with specious argument and an
introduction to Doreen--who did the rest.
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