I shall see Cuthbertson the first thing
to-morrow, and get him to draw the deed of gift. That settles
everything; no gossip, no scandal, if anything should happen. Life
is so uncertain, and as you see I am in anything but robust health.
Yes, it shall be done this very night."
Tired of futile questioning Gammon resolved to wait and see what was
done, though it seemed to him more than likely that nothing at all
would come of these vehement expressions. At all events Lord
Polperro was now wide awake, and seemed in no danger of relapsing
into the semi-comatose or semi-delirious condition. He no longer
addressed his companion by the name of Greenacre; his talk was
marked with a rational reserve; he watched the course of their drive
along the highways of South London, and showed satisfaction as they
approached his own district.
The cabman was paid with careless liberality, and Lord Polperro ran
up the stairs to his flat. More strictly speaking, he ran for a few
yards, when breath failed him, and it was all he could do to stagger
with loud pantings up the rest of the ascent.
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