"
I might have seen what was in the wind if I hadn't been thick-headed, what with the champagne and the rattles. "Boiler-plate" once started on the ring, it was an easy transition.
"You've boxing gloves, haven't you, Jack?" asked Natica.
"Get them for Mr. Hartopp. Let's see him demonstrate Mr.
Fitzsimmons' lucky punch."
Drayton turned without a word, and made as if to go upstairs. At the door he turned.
"Come on, Hartopp," he said. "I'll lend you a rowing jersey."
"You clear a place in the drawing room, Percy," said Natica, briskly.
"Be sure that the shades are drawn. It would be awful to be raided by the police." And I obediently piled the gilt parlor furniture in corners.
The Hartopp fluttered anxiously around Natica the while. She was a woman, and she was beginning to half understand. "Please," she said, touching Natica's arm.
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