"Shall I fix up that little
dinner party? You have only to say the word!"
"I am very much obliged to you, but I think not," answered Wingrave.
"I will dine with you alone some evening, with pleasure! Not just as
present!"
Rocke looked, as he felt, puzzled. He honestly wished to be of service
to this man, but he was at a loss to know what further suggestion he
could make. There was something impenetrable about his client,
something which he could not arrive at, behind the hard, grim face and
measured words. He could not even guess as to what the man's hopes or
intentions were. Eventually, although with some reluctance, he took up
his hat.
"Well, Sir Wingrave," he said, "if there is really nothing I can do
for you, I will go. If you should change your mind, you have only to
telephone. You can command me at any time. I am only anxious to be of
service to you."
"You have already been of service to me," Wingrave answered quietly.
"You have spoken the truth! You have helped me to realize my position
more exactly. Will you give your father my compliments and thanks, and
say that I am entirely satisfied with the firm's conduct of affairs
during my--absence?"
Rocke nodded.
"Certainly," he said. "That will please the governor! I must be off
now. I hope you'll soon be feeling quite yourself again, Sir Wingrave!
It must seem a bit odd at first, I suppose, but it will wear off all
right.
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