unds it
wouldn't compensate. Respect and self-respect aren't things you can
buy."
"But, sweetheart," objected Berry, "nothing was said about borrowing.
Daphne admits it. If I can raise some money without reference to my
bankers, I'm at liberty to do so."
"Certainly," said Adele. "But we mustn't help. If that was allowed,
it 'ld knock the bottom out of your promise. You and Daphne and we are
all in the same stable: and that--to mix metaphors--puts us out of
Court. If you ran into a fellow you knew, and he would lend you some
money, or you found a hundred in the street, or a letter for you
arrived----"
"--or one of the lift-boys died, leaving me sole legatee.... I see.
Then I should be within my rights. In fact, if anything which can't
happen came to pass, no one would raise any objection to my taking
advantage of it. You know, you're getting too generous."
"That's better," said Adele. "A moment ago we were cold-blooded."
Berry winced.
"I take it back," he said humbly. "Your central heating arrangements,
at any rate, are in perfect order. Unless your heart was glowing, your
soft little cheek wouldn't be half so warm."
"I don't know about that," said Adele, straightening her back. "But we
try to be sporting. And that's your fault," she added. "You've taught
us."
The applause which greeted this remark was interrupted by the entry of
a waiter bearing some letters which had been forwarded from Pau.
A registered package, for which Berry was requested to sign, set us all
thinking.
"Whatever is it?" said Daphne.
"I can't imagine," replied her husband, scrutinising the postmark.
"'Paris'? I've ordered nothing from Paris that I can remember."
"Open it quick," said Jonah. "Perhaps it's some wherewithal."
Berry hacked at the string....
The next instant he leaped to his feet.
"Fate!" he shrieked. "Fate! I told you my luck was in!" He turned to
his wife breathlessly. "'Member those Premium Bonds you wanted me to
go in for? Over a month ago I applied for twenty-five. I'd forgotten
about the trash--and _here they are_!"
* * * * *
Two hours and a half had gone by, and we were rounding a tremendous
horse-shoe bend on the way to Zarauz, when my wife touched Berry upon
the arm.
"Aren't you excited?" she said.
"Just a trifle," he answered. "But I'm trying to tread it under. It's
essential that I should keep cool. When you're arm in arm with
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