You must catch him sitting."
"Look here," I proposed. "It will be a nuisance for you, Jimmy--it
will probably bore you stiff. But if you'll only come along with
me . . ."
"The implied compliment is noted and accepted," said Jimmy gravely.
"The invitation must be declined, with thanks, though. Your mind is
working better already. A few hours holiday off the L.C.C., and
you'll find yourself the man you were. But the gear wants oiling.
. . . Do you remember your betting me ten to one this morning, in a
lucid interval, that Farrell would break for home? Well, I didn't
take you up. I don't mind owning that, after you'd left, and after
some thought, I told Jephson to pack _both_ suit-cases. But that
lawyer, with his infernal notion of dispatch in business, will have
put money in the Professor's pocket some hours before you reach
Biarritz. Money's his means of pursuit: and it's well on the cards
that you'll find both your birds flown. You are going to Biarritz,
Otty, for your sins--like Napoleon III. and other eminent persons
before you: and you'll have, unlike the historical character just
named, to go alone for your sins.
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