Jack said nothing. He was inclined to be a little strenuous himself in some ways, and he had always been conscious of a faint annoyance with Dick's extreme leisureliness.
"I see you agree," went on Dick. "Well, we must see what can be done."
He stood up smiling and began to expand and contract his fingers luxuriously before the fire behind his back.
"If we can only get Frank away," murmured Jack. "That's enough for the present."
"And what do you propose to do with him then?"
"Oh, Lord! Anything. Go round the world if he likes. Come and stay at my place."
"And suppose he thinks that's a bit too near to ... to Lady Talgarth.".
This switched Jack back again to a line he had already run on for an hour this evening.
"Yes, that's the ghastly part of it all. He's sure not to have heard. And who the devil's to tell him? And how will he take it?"
"Do you know," said Dick, "I'm really not frightened about that? All you've told me about him makes me think he'll behave very well. Funny thing, isn't it, that you know him so much better than I do? I never dreamed there was so much in him, somehow."