“A chance to arrive at a conclusion about my young friend.”
Bernard gave a gentle groan.
“Are you coming back to that? Did n’t I arrive at a conclusion long ago? Did n’t I tell you she was a delightful girl?”
“Do you call that a conclusion? The first comer could tell me that at the end of an hour.”
“Do you want me to invent something different?” Bernard asked. “I can’t invent anything better.”
“I don’t want you to invent anything. I only want you to observe her—to study her in complete independence. You will have her to yourself—my absence will leave you at liberty. Hang it, sir,” Gordon declared, “I should think you would like it!”
“Damn it, sir, you ‘re delicious!” Bernard answered; and he broke into an irrepressible laugh. “I don’t suppose it ‘s for my pleasure that you suggest the arrangement.”
Gordon took a turn about the room again.
“No, it ‘s for mine. At least, it ‘s for my benefit.”
“For your benefit?”