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… of the visit. She saw it herself, and took advantage of the fact to ask Lou to take her in her bedroom and “talk clothes and leave dear Sir Peter and Mr. Platt to get better acquainted with each other.” But the process did not promise to be rapid. Dear Sir Peter and Mr. Platt seemed to have nothing to say to each other; dear Sir Peter did his best to offer cigars, cigarettes, and various drinks to relieve the tension, but Mr. Platt’s Roman virtue did not permit him to indulge in such things. Mr. Platt, however, was so sensible of the hospitali…
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…med. ‘This is all absolute tosh.” “Excuse me,” said the consul, a little grimly, “T have not finished the paragraph. “I beg your pardon, sir,’’ I answered curtly. “Taking advantage of these facts,” he continued to read, “and of a slight facial resemblance to Sir Peter and Lady Pendragon, two well-known inter- national crooks have assumed their personalities, and are wandering around Naples and its vicinity, where several tradesmen have already been victimised.” He dropped the paper, put his hands behind his back, and stared me square in the eye…
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…nter-suggestion based on my positive statement, from experience, that people of strong character and high intelligence like yourself and Sir Peter—to whom please give my most cordial greetings |—were perfectly well able to use these things in moderation as one does soap. “ But, apart from this, do you find that the life of a ‘Heroine’ makes you abnormally ‘suggestible ?’ “ As you know, I object to the methods of Coué and Baudouin. They ask us deliberately to abandon free will and clear mentality for the semi-hypnotic state of the medieval peasa…
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… wandering into the Trustee’s private account without his suspecting it had behaved in so erratic a manner. “You are a man of the world, Sir Peter,’”’ he declared, almost blubbering, “‘ and I feel sure you understand.” I am not altogether a man of the world, as a matter of fact ; but, whether helped by the cocaine or not, I really did think I understood fairly well what had happened. ““ But why not go to the City?” I repeated, “ they ought to fight like wolves over such a plump little doe as the Schneezug!”’ “My dear Sir Peter!’”’ He raised his…
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… man; but a child of twelve could grasp the gigantic nature of the proposition. “IT have brought the papers for your inspection, my dear Sir Peter. You will see that the capital is only £20,000 in shares of {1 fully paid up—and I am offering you £3000 at par.” “It’s princely, my dear sir,” I exclaimed. ‘ You overwhelm me. But—excuse me—I don’t see why you need the money at all, or why you don’t sell the shares through a broker.”’ At this moment Lou popped into the room. It annoyed me. Did I show it? Her face went suddenly white as marble. She s…
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296 The Diary of a Drug Fiend in a brilliant synthesis. ‘ You must go at once with Miss Jacobs, Sir Peter. I needn’t say how terribly anxious I feel; but I hope there is nothing really wrong. I’ll look in late this afternoon with Mr. Platt for news; and if everything Is all right—I won’t allow myself to think that it can be otherwise—we can make an appointment for the morning over our business affairs. Don’t let’s lose any time.” I shook hands hastily and slipped my hand into Maisie’s arm. She ran downstairs with me, leaving the others to wait …
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…s in an official muddle. “You don’t know any Italian at all?” asked the consul. ; “Only a few words,” she admitted, “ though, of course, Sir Peter’s knowledge of French and Latin help him to make sense out of the newspapers.” “Well,” said the consul, rising languidly, “as it happens, that’s just the point at issue.” ‘“‘T know the big words,” I said. ‘It’s the particles that bother one.” | “ Perhaps then it will save trouble,” said the consul, “if I offer you a free translation of this paragraph in this morning’s paper.” He reached across, took …
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…s no other word for it! My long-lost love, home to my heart once more | Platt in his turn assumed an air of Stygian melancholy. “My dear Sir Peter,” he pursued, with a heavy sigh, “you can easily understand that, huge as my fortune, thanks to the inscrutable ways of Destiny, now is, time is necessary to realise it fully—and, by a singular and most unfortunate conjunction of circumstances, not only time is required, but—Capital.” “Unfortunate conjuncture of circumstances?” I echoed dreamily—my mind was royally racing in the Circus of Infinity, a…
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34 The Diary of a Drug Fiend He turned his back on her and looked me straight in the face. “It strikes you as pretty good stuff, Sir Peter,” he said, ‘‘and so it is. Tl have a dose myself to show there’s no ill-feeling.”’ He suited the action to the words. I had to admit that the man began to intrigue me. What was his game? “ T hear you're one of our best flying men, Sir Peter,” he went on. “T have flown a bit now and then,” I admitted. “Well, an aeroplane’s a pretty good means of travel, but unless you’re an expert, you're likely to make a pre…
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… Virtue 287 it was you who were chiefly responsible for putting through the Diabolical Dope Act.” ‘“‘ Ignorance, pure ignorance, my dear Sir Peter,” he cried. ‘‘ We live and lear, we live and learn. Used in moderation, we find it to be positively wholesome. A stimulant no doubt, you will say. And all stimulants may undoubtedly be dangerous. But I’m afraid people will have them, and surely the wisest course is to see that what they have is as little deleterious as pos- sible.” While he spoke he kept on nervously jerking the bottle in my directio…
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…of the scenery. I couldn’t seem to interest him in the helicopter at all. Was I really talking such rubbish? “I’m too old to be snubbed, Sir Peter,” (Oh, yes, I was Sir Peter now! Of course I was.) he interjected, shaking me gently by the shoulder. ‘I had paused to clear up a point in my mind about one of the gauges. “‘ And I must remind you that you are a gentleman ; and that when you came to this Abbey the first thing you did was to sign a pledge-form.”
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…the eternal truth of this essential marriage of our souls by the chauffeur, who had stopped the taxi and opened the door. “ Here we are, sir,” he said, with a grin. Sir Peter Pendragon and Lou Laleham automatically reappeared. Before all things, decorum ! The shock bit the incident deeply into my mind: I remember with the utmost distinctness paying the man off, and then being lost in absolute blank wonder as to how it happened that we were where we were.
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…ience void of offence toward God and man, that man is surely Jabez Platt.” “Ah, conscience, conscience,” he sighed. ‘‘ You have no idea, Sir Peter, how it has tormented me of late. The moral responsibility, the appalling moral responsibility.” “Whatever it is,’’ I answered, “ you are certainly the man to shoulder it.” “* Well,” he said, “ I think I may say without boasting that I trust I have never tried to shirk it. Your approval has absolved me of the last shred of hesitation. I must explain, my dear Sir Peter, that I have always been a poor …
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… neatly dis- posed apparatus, a glimmering form. The back was turned to us; it was on the floor busily occupied in cleaning up. ‘This is Sir Peter Pendragon,” said Big Lion, “‘ who is coming to take charge of the laboratory.” My eyes were still unaccustomed to the gloom, but I could see the figure scramble to its feet, curtesy, and advance to me, where I stood in the shaft of sun- light that came through the half-open doorway. It was dressed in a knickerbocker suit of black silk. It wore sandals and black stockings. I recognised Lou. “ Big Lion…
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…ce made me suddenly furiously ashamed of myself. I had to spit out between my teeth that he was an unutterable scoundrel. “That’s right, Sir Peter,’’ retorted the Big Lion, “reassure yourself, by all means. ‘The unspeakable Lamus’ is the classical expression, and it is customary to give a slight shudder; but perhaps a genius like yourself is justified in inventing new terms of abuse.” I was disconcerted abominably by the attitude of the audience, whose faces were fixed in broad grins, with the exception of Dionysus, who came straight up to me a…
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…as in the same position as before, except that Lou had taken off her furs and curled herself up on the settee. “If you feel well enough, Sir Peter,” said Lamus, “you may as well hear the end of the story.” Lou suddenly choked with sobs and buried her head in the cushions. Lamus gave a gesture which Lala apparently understood. She came forward and stood in front of me with her hands behind her back like a child repeating a lesson. “* Sir Peter,’’ she said in a gentle voice, ‘‘ Basil ex- plained to Lady Pendragon that she was taking a very wrong …
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…pe you repeat the invitation some other day, but I’ve got to lunch with two birds from the Bourse. We have a tremendous deal coming off. Sir Peter’s got more money already than he knows what to do with, otherwise I’d be only too glad to let him in on the 7ez-de-chaussée.”’ Well, you know, that’s all right about my being a millionaire, and all that. It’s one thing being a single man running round London perfectly happy with a shilling cigar and a stall at the Victoria Palace, and it’s quite another being on a honeymoon with a girl whom her most …
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…to make an enormous fortune. He drew his chair closer to mine, and began to talk in a quiet, persuasive voice. ‘‘ It’s this way, my dear Sir Peter. The workings of Providence are indeed strange. Just before the passing of my Act, I had invested what little fortune I possessed in the purchase of a Cocaine Factory in Switzerland, with the intention of putting an end to its nefarious activities. Now here is an instance of what I can only refer to with reverent gratitude as the Moving of the Divine Finger. On the one hand, my chemical manager infor…
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…er from the lawyers. That was another new experience. I had no idea before of the depths to which servility could descend. “ By the way, Sir Peter,’’ said Mr. Wolfe, ‘it will, of course, take a little while to settle up these matters. It’s a very large estate, very large. But I thought that with times as they are, you wouldn’t be offended, Sir Peter, if we handed you an open cheque for a thousand pounds just to go on with.” It wasn’t till I had got outside his door that I realised how badly he wanted my business. He need not have worried. He ha…
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The Gatto Fritte 127 I felt sure that the “ Sir’ would do the trick, and the “'V.C., K.B.E.” could hardly fail to impress. I’m not a bit of a snob; but I really was glad for once to be of some sort of importance. The clerk ran out of the room with the paper. He came back in a moment, beaming all over, and called the attention of the commissary to one of the morning newspapers, running his finger along the lines with suppressed excitement. My spirits rose. Evidently some social paragraph had identified us. The commissary changed his manner at on…