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196 in the Treasury. Sometimes he lets me dine with him. Meditations among the Tombs for Reginald. No. It isn't much in my way. I want passion and gore. But you intrigue me. Lomas, you do indeed. I would know more of H. Kimball and Secretary Sandford. They worry me."

"My God, they worry me," said Lomas heartily.

"They are too good to be true. I wonder if there's any other nigger in the wood pile?"

"Well, I can't find him."

"Hope on, hope ever. Don't you remember it was the dowager popped the Bohun sapphires? And don't you resign. If the Prime Minister sends you another nasty mem., say you have your eye on his golf pro. A man who putts like that must have something on his conscience. And don't you resign for all the politicians outside hell. It may be they want to get rid of you. I'll come and see you to-morrow."

"I wish you would," said Lomas. "You have a mighty good eye for a face."

"My dear old thing! I never believe in faces, that's all. The only one I ever liked was that girl who broke her sister-in-law's nose. But I'll come round."

Comforted by wine and sympathy, Lomas was sent away to trudge home through a foot of snow. And the snow went on falling.