Again the fact
that power is visible in little things came to his mind.
"Give me my engagement-book, Greening," he said, when the
letters had been disposed of.
The book that Greening handed him was neat in shape and bound,
like Chilcote's cigarette-case, in lizard-skin.
As Loder took it, the gold monogram "J.C." winked at him in
the bright morning light. The incident moved his sense of
humor. He and the book were cooperators in the fraud, it
seemed. He felt an inclination to wink back. Nevertheless,
he opened it with proper gravity and skimmed the pages.
The page devoted to the day was almost full. On every other
line were jottings in Chilcote's irregular hand, and twice
among the entries appeared a prominent cross in blue
pencilling. Loder's interest quickened as his eye caught the
mark. It had been agreed between them that only engagements
essential to Chilcote's public life need be carried through
during his absence, and these, to save confusion, were to be
crossed in blue pencil.
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