The BetrayalOppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips)
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The Betrayal
Oppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips)
Detective and mystery stories
"This is a strange little corner of the world," he said, "and the minds
of the people here are for the most part like the minds of little
children; they need forming. I have heard some remarks concerning the
war from one or two of my tenants which have not pleased me.
Accordingly, while Colonel Ray was here, I thought it an excellent
opportunity to endeavour to instruct them as to the real facts of the
case. It was not until after the affair was arranged--not, indeed,
until I was actually in the hall--that I heard of our misfortune in
selecting the evening which you had already reserved for your own
lecture. I trust that you will allow me to offer you the free use of
the hall for any other date which you may select. My people here, and I
myself, shall esteem it a pleasure to be amongst your audience."
I was quite overwhelmed. I could only murmur my thanks. The Duke went
on to speak for a while on general matters, and then skilfully brought
the conversation back again to myself and my own affairs. Before I knew
where I was I found myself subjected to a close and merciless
cross-examination. My youth, my college career, my subsequent
adventures seemed all to be subjects of interest to him, and I, although
every moment my bewilderment increased, answered him with the obedience
of a schoolboy.
It came to an end at last. I found myself confronted with a question
which, if I had answered it truthfully, must have disclosed my penniless
condition. I rose instead to my feet.
"Your Grace will excuse me," I said, "but I am taking up too much of
your time. It is not possible that these small personal details can be
of any interest to you."
He waved me back to my chair, which I did not, however, immediately
resume. I was not in the least offended. The Duke's manner throughout,
and the framing of his questions, had been too tactful to awaken any
resentment. But I had no fancy for exposing my ill-luck and
friendless state to any one. I was democrat enough to feel that a
cross-examination which would have been impertinent in anybody else was
becoming a little too personal even from the Duke of Rowchester.
"Sit down, Mr. Ducaine," he said. "I do not blame you for resenting
what seems to be curiosity, but you must take my word for it that it is
nothing of the sort. I can perhaps explain myself better by asking you
still another sort of question. Are you in a position to accept a post
of some importance?"
I looked at him in surprise, as well I might.
"Sit down, Mr. Ducaine," he repeated. "I have said enough, I hope, to
prove that I am not trifling with you."
"You have managed, at any rate, to surprise me very much, your Grace," I
said. "I am eager to receive employment of any sort. May I ask what it
was that you had in view?"
He shook his head slowly.
"I cannot tell you to-day," he said. "It is a matter upon which I
should have to consult others."
A sudden thought struck me.
"May I ask at whose suggestion you thought of me?" I asked.
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