Jeanne of the Marshes by E. Phillips (Edward Phillips) Oppenheim
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for a few weeks, if only to escape from these pestering letters. I
do think that one's tradespeople might let one alone until the end of the season." Forrest, who was feeling a good deal braver since dinner, on the whole favoured the idea. "I do not see," he remarked, "why it should not work out very well indeed. There will be nothing to do in the evenings except to play bridge, and no one to interfere." "Besides which," the Princess remarked, "you will be out of London for a few weeks, and I dare say that if you keep away from the clubs for a time and lose a few rubbers when you get back your little trouble may blow over." "I suppose," Forrest remarked thoughtfully, "this young De la Borne has no people living with him, guardians, or that sort of thing?" "No one of any account," the Princess answered. "His father and mother are both dead. I am afraid, though, he will not be of any use to you, for from what I can hear he is quite poor. However, Engleton ought to be quite enough if we can keep him in the humour for playing." "Ask him a few more questions about the place," Forrest said. "If it seems all right, I should like to start as soon as possible." They had their coffee at a little table in the foyer, which was already crowded with people. Their conversation was often |
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