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" He stooped to caress his _protege_. "Ah, but you are cold, my beauty. Unleash him, _Monsieur_, I pray you, that he may warm himself. I shall not notice him." As I did his bidding, and Nobby capered away, "_Bon,_" he said pleasedly. "_Bon. Au revoir, mon beau._" He straightened his bowed shoulders and touched his hat. "_A votre service, Monsieur._" I returned thoughtfully to where Adele and Berry were sitting, watching us closely and pretending that we did not belong to them. So far as personal magnetism was concerned, between Nobby and the Duke of Padua there seemed to be little to choose. To judge by results, the two were equally irresistible. In the race for the Popularity Stakes the rest of the males of our party were simply nowhere. With a sigh, a blue coupe slid past me and then slowed down. The grey two-seater behind it did the same. When I say that Daphne, who loathes mechanics, was seated in the latter conveyance, submitting zealously to an oral examination by Piers regarding the particular functions of the various controls, it will be seen that my recent conclusions were well founded. "Letters," said Jill, getting out of the coupe. "One for Berry and two for Adele." She distributed them accordingly. "Fitch brought them up on his bicycle. And Piers' aunt is coming--the one whose villa he's at. I forgot her name, but he says she's awfully nice." "Splendid," said I. "And now congratulate me. Having tramped the town all the morning, I've got to walk home." "Why?" I pointed to Nobby. "That he may warm himself," I said. My cousin gave a horrified cry. "Oh, Boy! And we only washed him last night." "I'll take him," cried Piers. "I'd like to. And you can drive Daphne back." I shook my head, laughing. "It's his master's privilege," I said. "Besides, he's had his scolding, and if I deserted him he'd be hurt. And he's really a good little chap." "But----" "My dear Piers," said Daphne, laying a hand on his arm, "rather than risk hurting that white scrap's feelings, my brother would walk to Lyons." "You will all," said Berry, "be diverted to learn that I am faced with the positively filthy prospect of repairing to London forthwith. After spending a quarter of an hour in an overheated office in New Square, Lincoln's Inn, in the course of which I shall make two affidavits which nobody will ever read, I shall be at liberty to return. Give me the Laws of England.
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