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him play cards when he's over there; but you might as 

well ask the Atlantic Ocean to keep quiet for a crossing 

as expect them to bother about a mother's natural 

anxieties。〃



〃Why do you let him go there?〃 asked Eleanor 

Saxelby。



〃My dear;〃 said Mrs。 Attray; 〃I don't want to offend 

them。 After all; they are my landlords and I have to look 

to them for anything I want done about the place; they 

were very accommodating about the new roof for the orchid 

house。  And they lend me one of their cars when mine is 

out of order; you know how often it gets out of order。〃



〃I don't know how often;〃 said Eleanor; 〃but it must 

happen very frequently。  Whenever I want you to take me 

anywhere in your car I am always told that there is 

something wrong with it; or else that the chauffeur has 

got neuralgia and you don't like to ask him to go out。〃



〃He suffers quite a lot from neuralgia;〃 said Mrs。 

Attray hastily。  〃Anyhow;〃 she continued; 〃you can 

understand that I don't want to offend the Norridrums。  

Their household is the most rackety one in the county; 

and I believe no one ever knows to an hour or two when 

any particular meal will appear on the table or what it 

will consist of when it does appear。〃



Eleanor Saxelby shuddered。  She liked her meals to 

be of regular occurrence and assured proportions。



〃Still;〃 pursued Mrs。 Attray; 〃whatever their own 

home life may be; as landlords and neighbours they are 

considerate and obliging; so I don't want to quarrel with 

them。  Besides; if Ronnie didn't play cards there he'd be 

playing somewhere else。〃



〃Not if you were firm with him;〃 said Eleanor 〃I 

believe in being firm。〃



〃Firm?  I am firm;〃 exclaimed Mrs。 Attray; 〃I am 

more than firm … I am farseeing。  I've done everything I 

can think of to prevent Ronnie from playing for money。  

I've stopped his allowance for the rest of the year; so 

he can't even gamble on credit; and I've subscribed a 

lump sum to the church offertory in his name instead of 

giving him instalments of small silver to put in the bag 

on Sundays。  I wouldn't even let him have the money to 

tip the hunt servants with; but sent it by postal order。  

He was furiously sulky about it; but I reminded him of 

what happened to the ten shillings that I gave him for 

the Young Men's Endeavour League 'Self…Denial Week。' 〃



〃What did happen to it?〃 asked Eleanor。



〃Well; Ronnie did some preliminary endeavouring with 

it; on his own account; in connection with the Grand 

National。  If it had come off; as he expressed it; he 

would have given the League twenty…five shillings and 

netted a comfortable commission for himself; as it was; 

that ten shillings was one of the things the League had 

to deny itself。  Since then I've been careful not to let 

him have a penny piece in his hands。〃



〃He'll get round that in some way;〃 said Eleanor 

with quiet conviction; 〃he'll sell things。〃



〃My dear; he's done all that is to be done in that 

direction already。  He's got rid of his wrist…watch and 

his hunting flask and both his cigarette cases; and I 

shouldn't be surprised if he's wearing imitation…gold 

sleeve links instead of those his Aunt Rhoda gave him on 

his seventeenth birthday。  He can't sell his clothes; of 

course; except his winter overcoat; and I've locked that 

up in the camphor cupboard on the pretext of preserving 

it from moth。  I really don't see what else he can raise 

money on。  I consider that I've been both firm and far…

seeing。〃



〃Has he been at the Norridrums lately?〃 asked 

Eleanor。



〃He was there yesterday afternoon and stayed to 

dinner;〃 said Mrs。 Attray。  〃I don't quite know when he 

came home; but I fancy it was late。〃



〃Then depend on it he was gambling;〃 said Eleanor; 

with the assured air of one who has few ideas and makes 

the most of them。  〃 Late hours in the country always 

mean gambling。〃



〃He can't gamble if he has no money and no chance of 

getting any;〃 argued Mrs。 Attray; 〃even if one plays for 

small stakes one must have a decent prospect of paying 

one's losses。〃



〃He may have sold some of the Amherst pheasant 

chicks;〃 suggested Eleanor; 〃they would fetch about ten 

or twelve shillings each; I daresay。〃



〃Ronnie wouldn't do such a thing;〃 said Mrs。 Attray; 

〃and anyhow I went and counted them this morning and 

they're all there。  No;〃 she continued; with the quiet 

satisfaction that comes from a sense of painstaking and 

merited achievement; 〃I fancy that Ronnie had to content 

himself with the role of onlooker last night; as far as 

the card…table was concerned。〃



〃Is that clock right?〃 asked Eleanor; whose eyes had 

been straying restlessly towards the mantel…piece for 

some little time; 〃lunch is usually so punctual in your 

establishment。〃



〃Three minutes past the half…hour;〃 exclaimed Mrs。 

Attray; 〃cook must be preparing something unusually 

sumptuous in your honour。  I am not in the secret; I've 

been out all the morning; you know。〃



Eleanor smiled forgivingly。  A special effort by 

Mrs。 Attray's cook was worth waiting a few minutes for。



As a matter of fact; the luncheon fare; when it made 

its tardy appearance; was distinctly unworthy of the 

reputation which the justly…treasured cook had built up 

for herself。  The soup alone would have sufficed to cast 

a gloom over any meal that it had inaugurated; and it was 

not redeemed by anything that followed。  Eleanor said 

little; but when she spoke there was a hint of tears in 

her voice that was far more eloquent than outspoken 

denunciation would have been; and even the insouciant 

Ronald showed traces of depression when he tasted the 

rognons Saltikoff。



〃Not quite the best luncheon I've enjoyed in your 

house;〃 said Eleanor at last; when her final hope had 

flickered out with the savoury。



〃My dear; it's the worst meal I've sat down to for 

years;〃 said her hostess; 〃that last dish tasted 

principally of red pepper and wet toast。  I'm awfully 

sorry。  Is anything the matter in the kitchen; Pellin?〃 

she asked of the attendant maid。



〃Well; ma'am; the new cook hadn't hardly time to see 

to things properly; coming in so sudden … 〃 commenced 

Pellin by way of explanation。



〃The new cook!〃 screamed Mrs。 Attray。



〃Colonel Norridrum's cook; ma'am;〃 said Pellin。



〃What on earth do you mean?  What is Colonel 

Norridrum's cook doing in my kitchen … and where is my 

cook?〃



〃Perhaps I can explain better than Pellin can;〃 said 

Ronald hurriedly; 〃the fact is; I was dining at the 

Norridrums' yesterday; and they were wishing they had a 

swell cook like yours; just for to…day and to…morrow; 

while they've got some gourmet staying with them: their 

own cook is no earthly good … well; you've seen what she 

turns out when she's at all flurried。  So I thought it 

would be rather sporting to play them at baccarat for the 

loan of our cook against a money stake; and I lost; 

that's all。  I have had rotten luck at baccarat all this 

year。〃



The remainder of his explanation; of how he had 

assured the cooks that the temporary transfer had his 

mother's sanction; and had smuggled the one out and the 

other in during the maternal absence; was drowned in the 

outcry of scandalised upbraiding。



〃If I had sold the woman into slavery there couldn't 

have been a bigger fuss about it;〃 he confided afterwards 

to Bertie Norridrum; 〃and Eleanor Saxelby raged and 

ramped the louder of the two。  I tell you what; I'll bet 

you two of the Amherst pheasants to five shillings that 

she refuses to have me as a partner at the croquet 

tournament。  We're drawn together; you know。〃



This time he won his bet。





CLOVIS ON PARENTAL RESPONSIBILITIES





MARION EGGELBY sat talking to Clovis on the only 

subject that she ever willingly talked about … her 

offspring and their varied perfections and 

accomplishments。 Clovis was not in what could be called a 

receptive mood; the younger generation of Eggelby; 

depicted in the glowing improbable colours of parent 

impressionism; aroused in him no enthusiasm。  Mrs。 

Eggelby; on the other hand; was furnished with enthusiasm 

enough for two。



〃You would like Eric;〃 she said; argumentatively 

rather than hopefully。  Clovis had intimated very 

unmistakably that he was unlikely to care extravagantly 

for either Amy or Willie。  〃Yes; I feel sure you would 

like Eric。  Every one takes to him at once。  You know; he 

always reminds me of that famous picture of the youthful 

David … I forget who it's by; but it's very well known。〃



〃That would be sufficient to set me against him; if 

I saw much of him;〃 said Clovis。  〃Just imagine at 

auction bridge; for instance; when one was trying to 

concentrate one's mind on what one's partner's original 

declaration had been; and to remember what suits one's 

opponents had originally discarded; what it would be like 

to have some one persistently reminding one of a picture 

of the youthful David。  It would be simply maddening。  If 

Eric did that I should detest him。〃



〃Eric doesn't play bridge;〃 said Mrs。 Eggelby with 

dignity。



〃Doesn't he?〃 asked Clovis; 〃why not?〃



〃None of my children have been brought up to play 

card games;〃 said Mrs。 Eggelby; 〃draughts and halma and 

those sorts of games I encourage。  Eric is considered 

quite a wonderful draughts…player。〃



〃You are strewing dreadful risks in the path of your 

family;〃 said Clovis; 〃a friend of mine who is a prison 

chaplain told me that among the worst criminal cases that 

have come under his notice; men condemned to death or to 

long periods of penal servitude; there was not a single 

bridge…player。  On the other hand; he knew at least two 

expert draughts…players among them。〃



〃I really don't see what my boys have 

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