She was leaning over the banisters as she spoke, listening to the
departing footsteps of the "mannikin" as he trotted along the stone
entrance-hall; but as she finished speaking she drew back with a gasp of
dismay, for a cadaverous countenance was raised to hers from the landing
immediately beneath, and the tenant who had objected to Hope's
practising stood for a moment buttoning his coat, then slowly took his
way downstairs. With one bound, as it seemed, the girls were back in
their own sitting-room, confronting each other with horrified, scarlet
faces.
"The Hermit!"
"The author creature who writes all day and sits up all night. Do you
suppose he _heard_?"
"Heard! My dear, he has ears; how could he help it? If you _will_ air
your ideas as to your future husband on the landing of public buildings,
what can you expect? Never mind. Perhaps it's just as well that you
should understand each other from the first."
"Don't be vulgar, Madge. That kind of joke is in the worst possible
taste."
"'Pologise! My vulgar nature, I suppose. _Didn't_ he stare? He looks
shockingly ill. I should say his nerves were overstrained, and he
wouldn't be too pleasant a companion. I hope he won't call."
"People never call in London, child, unless they have some sort of
introduction or a mutual friend. Besides, the porter told me that the
Hermit is quite a celebrity. Why should he call upon us? He writes
articles for the reviews, and long, learned books which no one can
understand. I will never try to, for one. I hope I may never, never
see his face again!" cried Philippa, in a sudden outburst of passion,
for it was really most trying to discover a strange man playing the part
of audience on the one occasion on which she had "let herself go."
Stephen called upon Mr Loftus as suggested, was taken to interview the
eccentric Mr Spence, and eventually decided to accept the offered
opening for Barney. It was not exactly the position which he would have
chosen, but beggars cannot be choosers, and his uncle's influence,
backed by a personal introduction to the manager, seemed to hold out a
reasonable chance of promotion. At the worst, the experience would give
the boy some knowledge of office life, and prevent his running wild over
London, getting into fresh mischief with every hour, as his custom was.
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