Stephen Morris (2010)
“Lanard was spending the week-end in Hampshire, and would not be back till late. Dennison drove to his rooms, left his bag, and went to his club. Here he had tea and wrote one or two letters – not because they had to be written, but because it was easier to write them than to sit still. Finally he dined – injudiciously.
Restless, he walked back to his rooms about ten. Lanard was back.
‘Matrimony at a considerable discount,’ said Dennison, and went to bed without further explanation.
Lanard found... this worrying. His was the nature that magnifies disaster; he worried still further when Dennison appeared to breakfast next morning in pyjamas and a dressing-gown.
‘What about the daily bread?’ he said.
Dennison consigned his office to a future existence for that day, and added a rider embracing the next day and the next. His next query gave his companion a clue.
‘Did you leave any food on the Irene?’ Lanard considered. ‘Two tins of milk, one of bully, about half a pound of coffee, and a little tea.MoreLess
Restless, he walked back to his rooms about ten. Lanard was back.
‘Matrimony at a considerable discount,’ said Dennison, and went to bed without further explanation.
Lanard found... this worrying. His was the nature that magnifies disaster; he worried still further when Dennison appeared to breakfast next morning in pyjamas and a dressing-gown.
‘What about the daily bread?’ he said.
Dennison consigned his office to a future existence for that day, and added a rider embracing the next day and the next. His next query gave his companion a clue.
‘Did you leave any food on the Irene?’ Lanard considered. ‘Two tins of milk, one of bully, about half a pound of coffee, and a little tea.MoreLess
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