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As travelling companions the two suited one another admirably. They
had the wholesome respect for each other’s powers which a month of
successful big game shooting together in rough country is wont to
engender, and they differed sufficiently in character to give their
intercourse a spice of variety. Mr Stratford was a man after Sir
Dugald Haigh’s own heart. He had risen rapidly in the Diplomatic
Service, until, at the time when the idea of a Mission to Ethiopia was
first mooted, he held a responsible position in the British Embassy at
Czarigrad. It showed the importance attached to this Mission by the
Government, that a man of his standing had been appointed to accompany
it, but Sir Dugald, who had made his acquaintance in the East, had
requested that he should be chosen. He was an excellent linguist, with
all his chief’s powers of diplomacy, but with far more talent for
society than Sir Dugald possessed, and with a capacity for
self-effacement which seemed to Dick sometimes to amount almost to a
double personality. His wild, open-air life among a wild people had
not tended to teach Dick to conceal his thoughts, but he had succeeded
well enough among his unruly frontiersmen, who felt greater respect
for the long arm which could deal a distant and unexpected blow than
for a tongue distilling all the wisdom of the ages.
It was when he was brought into contact with the more sophisticated
townsmen, or with the weaker and craftier races of India, that Dick
felt himself at a loss; and he observed, with vain intentions of
emulating it, the way in which his friend would apparently give
himself up altogether to the trivial business or wearisome pleasure of
the hour without once forgetting the object he had in view. That he
had never lost sight of his aim was proved by his sudden descent, just
at the right moment, upon his opponents, who thought they had thrown
him off his guard, but found that they were altogether mistaken. By
his superiors at the Foreign Office, Mr Stratford was regarded as a
thoroughly dependable man who was always to be trusted to tackle any
particularly nasty piece of business, while by his contemporaries and
subordinates he was abhorred as a fellow who seldom took his leave
unless he saw the chance of employing it in some sort of work likely
to bear upon his official duties, and whose proceedings disposed the
authorities to expect far too much from other people. He was bound to
be ambassador some day, they supposed, but he might allow those who
did not aim so high to have the chance of a quiet life.
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