distinctly that there was no obligation to come fasting—’
Once more Miss Arundell cut her short.
‘I’ve never yet taken anything before Early Service and I’m not going to begin now. You can do as you like.’
‘Oh, no—I didn’t mean—I’m sure—’
Miss Lawson was flustered and upset.
‘Take Bob’s collar off,’ said Miss Arundell.
The slave hastened to obey.
Still trying to please she said:
‘Such a pleasant evening. They all seem so pleased to be here.’
‘Hmph,’ said Emily Arundell. ‘All here for what they can get.’
‘Oh, dear Miss Arundell—’
‘My good Minnie, I’m not a fool whatever else I am! I just wonder which of them will open the subject first.’
She was not long left in doubt on that point. She and Miss Lawson returned from attending Early Service just after nine. Dr and Mrs Tanios were in the dining-room, but there were no signs of the two Arundells. After breakfast, when the others had left, Miss Arundell sat on, entering up some accounts in a little book.
Charles entered the room about ten.
‘Sorry I’m late, Aunt Emily. But Theresa’s worse. She’s not unclosed an eyelid yet.’
‘At half-past ten breakfast will be cleared away,’ said Miss Arundell. ‘I know it is the fashion not to consider servants nowadays, but that is not the case in my house.’
‘Good. That’s the true diehard spirit!’
Charles helped himself to kidneys and sat down beside her.
His grin, as always, was very attractive. Emily Arundell soon found herself smiling indulgently at him. Emboldened by this sign of favour, Charles plunged.
‘Look here, Aunt Emily, sorry to bother you, but I’m in the devil of a hole. Can you possibly help me out? A hundred would do it.’
His aunt’s face was not encouraging. A certain grimness showed itself in her expression.
Emily Arundell was not afraid of speaking her mind. She spoke it.
Miss Lawson hustling across the hall almost collided with Charles as he left the dining-room. She glanced at him curiously. She entered the dining-room to find Miss Arundell sitting very upright with a flushed face.
Charles ran lightly up the stairs and tapped on his sister’s door. Her answering ‘Come in’ came promptly and he entered.
Theresa was sitting up in bed yawning.
Charles took a seat on the bed.
‘What a decorative female you are, Theresa,’ he remarked appreciatively.
Theresa said sharply:
‘What’s the matter?’
Charles grinned.
‘Sharp, aren’t you? Well, I stole a march on you, my girl! Thought I’d make my touch before you got to work.’
‘Well?’
Charles spread his hands downwards in negation.
‘Nothing doing! Aunt Emily ticked me off good and proper. She intimated that she was under no illusions as to why her affectionate family had gathered round her! And she also intimated that the said affectionate family would be disappointed. Nothing being handed out but affection—and not so much of that.’
‘You might have waited a bit,’ said Theresa drily.
Charles grinned again.
‘I was afraid you or Tanios might get in ahead of me. I’m sadly afraid, Theresa my sweet, that there’ll be nothing doing this time. Old Emily is by no means a fool.’
‘I never thought she was.’
‘I even tried to put the wind up her.’
‘What d’you mean?’ asked his sister sharply.
‘Told her she was going about it the right way to get bumped off. After all she can’t take the dibs to heaven with her. Why not loosen up a bit?’
‘Charles, you are a fool!’
‘No, I’m not. I’m a bit of a psychologist in my way. It’s never a bit of good sucking up to the old girl. She much prefers you to stand up to her. And after all, I was only talking sense. We get the money when she dies—she might just as well part with a little beforehand! Otherwise the temptation to help her out of the way might become overwhelming.’
‘Did she see your point?’ asked Theresa, her delicate mouth curling up scornfully.
‘I’m not sure. She didn’t admit it. Just thanked me rather nastily for my advice and said she was perfectly capable of taking care of herself. “Well,” I said, “I’ve warned you.” “I’ll remember it,” she said.’
Theresa said angrily:
‘Really, Charles, you are an utter fool.’
‘Damn it all, Theresa, I was a bit ratty myself! The old girl’s rolling—simply rolling. I bet she doesn’t spend a tenth part of her income—what has she got to spend it on, anyway? And here we are—young, able to enjoy life—and to spite us she’s capable of living to a hundred… I want my fun now… So do you…’
Theresa nodded.
She said in a low, breathless voice:
‘They don’t understand—old people don’t…they can’t… They don’t know what it is to live!’
Brother and sister were silent for some minutes.
Charles got up.
‘Well, my love, I wish you better success than I’ve had. But I rather doubt it.’
Theresa said:
‘I’m rather counting on Rex to do the trick. If I can make old Emily realize how brilliant he is, and how it matters terrifically that he should have his chance and not have to sink into a rut as a general practitioner… Oh, Charles, a few thousand of capital just at this minute would make all the difference in the world to our lives!’
‘Hope
