My father’s eyes dwelt on him. ‘Are we accused of it?’
Lika slipped from the question. ’Who is accused of a newspaper’s doings? It is but the denial of a statement.’
’I dare them to deny it!—and, Lika, my dear fellow, light me a cigarette,’ said my father.
‘Then,’ said Lika, touching the flame delicately, ’you take the view that Kesensky is wrong in another thing besides horses.’
I believe he struck on the subject casually: there was nothing for him to gain or lose in it; and he had a liking for my father.
After puffing the cigarette twice or thrice my father threw it down, resuming his conversation upon the sedan, the appropriate dresses of certain of the great masquerading ladies, and an incident that appeared to charge Jorian DeWitt with having misconducted himself. The moment Lika had gone upstairs for two or three hours’ sleep, he said to me: ’Richie, you and I have no time for that. We must have a man at Falmouth’s house by eight o’clock. If the scrubbing-maid on all fours-not an inelegant position, I have remarked—declares him dead, we are at Bartlett’s (money-lender) by ten: and in Chippenden borough before two post meridian. As I am a tactician, there is mischief! but I will turn it to my uses, as I did our poor Jorian to-night; he smuggled in the Chassediane: I led her out on my arm. Of that by and by. The point is, that from your oath in Parliament you fly to Sarkeld. I implore you now, by your love for me and the princess, not to lose precious minutes. Richie, we will press things so that you shall be in Sarkeld by the end of the month. My son! my dear boy! how you