dear, and make him attach himself to you for the remainder of
our holiday. Go as far as you dare or care,--the farther the
better for my sake and eventually for his own. He is one of
those admirable, simple, big, virgin men to whom women are a
wonderful mystery. At present he has refused even to look
through a glass, darkly, at that pleasant and compensating side
of life, and he needs to be brought down from his self-made
pedestal. It will do him good and me a service. Honestly, I
find it more than a little trying to be in such close
association with an Archangel. Turn your innocent blue eyes on
him, Baby dear, and teach him things and, above all, get him
out of this silly, sentimental tangle of his. Incidentally, he
has money and can procure more and I feel sure that you will
not find him a waste of your good efforts. He is a splendid
specimen of what my particular Don was wont to call 'young
manhood,' and when he plays ragtime he puts the Savoy, or, for
the matter of that, any other English orchestra into a little
round hole.
Yours ever,
N. K.
Quite unconscious of this scheme, Peter fell into the light-heartedness
of this beautiful old house with his usual gusto. To his unsuspicious
eyes Baby Lennox was quite the most charming woman he had ever met.
He was delighted, a little surprised and even a little jealous at the
relations which existed between Kenyon and his father. He was quick to
notice that they treated each other more like pals or brothers, than
father and son, were entirely open and frank with each other, walked
about arm in arm, played tennis and billiards together and often spent
hours in each other's society, laughing and talking. He noticed, too,
that Kenyon always called his father "Tops," a name which had grown into
daily use from the time when, as a tiny lad just able to talk, the
things that most caught his fancy were Lord Shropshire's riding-boots,
in which he seemed to live, being mostly on horseback. "Nicko" was what
his father called Kenyon,--that and old man or old boy. He wished most
deeply that he and his own father were on such good terms.
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