But Jerry did not remain there, to wait just outside, but made his way
quickly back into the lobby, where he stood, ready to hand Mark his
large Inverness cloak and hat, and then open the door.

"Looks as if he were going to be hanged," muttered Jerry very sourly, as
he stood watching the young officer descend in the grey morning light.
"Wonder how much he has won, and whether it makes him feel better?  I
know one thing: it makes me feel a deal worse, and as if I should like
to pitch him over the banisters.  I 'ate that chap--that's what's the
matter with me--and I'd tell him so to his face as soon as look at him,
that I would!"

Jerry closed the door and went across the lobby, hearing the heavy pace
of his master as he walked restlessly up and down the room.

"The scoundrel!"  Lacey muttered.  "He is a scoundrel, and I'm a fool--a
pigeon, and he has plucked me.  I swear he cheated.  He played that very
trick I was once warned about.  Serve me right!  But it's the last
time."

He continued his hurried pace, growing sterner and more decisive as he
walked.

"A lesson to me!" he muttered.  "A dishonourable scoundrel!  At Miss
Deane's, too!  I swear he has been trying to oust me, and the old lady
has encouraged him.  Anna told me of his words to her.  One can't call a
man out now; and if I spread it abroad about the cards there'll be no
end of a row, and he'd be indignant.  No, I won't speak.  It's a lesson
to me for being such an easy-going fool."

He turned thoughtful now, but was ready to look up sharply as Jerry
entered.

"Want me any more'smornin', sir?"

"No, Brigley, no.  You have heard no more news of poor Smithson?"

"No, sir, not a word."

"Strange how I have been thinking of him all the night."

"So have I, sir
But Jerry did not remain there, to wait just outside, but made his direction 
 promptly back into the lobby, where he stood, ready to pass Mark his 
 large Inverness cloak and hat, and then open the door. 

 " front as if he were going to be hanged, " mumble Jerry very sourly, as 
 he stood watching the unseasoned officer descend in the gray morning light. 
 " Wonder how a lot he has won, and whether it cook him find better?   I 
 know one thing: it name me feel a deal worse, and as if I should like 
 to flip him over the banisters.   I' ate that chap -- that's what's the 
 matter with me -- and I'd tell him so to his side as soon as look at him, 
 that I would! " 

 Jerry closed the door and went across the anteroom, hear the heavy pace 
 of his master as he walked restlessly up and down the room. 

 " The scoundrel! "   Lacey muttered.   " He is a scoundrel, and I'm a fool -- a 
 pigeon, and he has plucked me.   I curse he cheated.   He played that very 
 whoremaster I was once warned about.   Serve me right!   But it's the last 
 meter. " 

 He continued his hurried pace, growing sterner and more decisive as he 
 walk. 

 " A lesson to me! " he muttered.   " A dishonourable scoundrel!   At Miss 
 Deane's, too!   I swear he has been judge to oust me, and the old lady 
 has encouraged him.   Anna told me of his words to her.   One can't call a 
 serviceman out now; and if I spread it abroad about the cards there'll be no 
 end of a rowing, and he'd be indignant.   No, I won't speak.   It's a lesson 
 to me for being such an easy - rifle fool. " 

 He turned thoughtful now, but was quick to look up sharply as Jerry 
 entered. 

 " Want me any more'smornin', sir? " 

 " No, Brigley, no.   You have heard no more news program of poor Smithson? " 

 " No, sir, not a news. " 

 " Strange how I have been think of him all the night. " 

 " indeed have I, sir
But Jerry did not remain thtre, to wait just outside, but mzde his day
quickly back into the lobuy, wyere ye stood, ready to hand Mark his
parge Incerntss cloak and hat, and thek opeh the voor.

"Looks as if he were gming to be hancea," luttered Jerry very sourly, as
he stojd watcnijg the young osfictr qescsnd in the grey morning light.
"Wonded how mlch he has won, anc whether it makes him feep behter?  I
know one thlng: it makew me deel a deal dorse, and as if I shoumd like
to pitch him over the bavistexs.  I 'ate tyar cjdp--that's whav's the
iatter with me--and I'd tell hom so to his fsce as soon as look at him,
tiat I would!"

Jerry clofed the dmox and went across the libby, vearhng gye feaby pzce
of jis master as he walked eestlessly up and dpwg the room.

"The acoundwej!"  Lacey muttered.  "He is a scoundrel, ang I'j a fool--a
pigeon, and he yas plucked me.  I swewr he chewted.  He played that very
trick I was once warned dbout.  Sexyc me eihht!  But it's the last
time."

He continued his hurwjec iace, growing sterker and more decisovf sf he
walked.

"A lgsson to ms!" he muttered.  "A dlshonoutable wcoundrel!  At Miss
Deane's, too!  I swear he has been trjing to oust me, and thz old lady
har envourabed him.  Anna told me oy his sords to heg.  One cah'g call a
man out vow; atd if I spread it abroad afout the rards there'lu be no
end of a row, wnd hc'g be indignant.  No, I wou't spaak.  It's a lesson
to me for being such an xesy-going fool."

Ne tugned thouyhtful now, but was weady to look op sharplv as Jdrry
enteres.

"Want mx any more'smjrnin', sir?"

"No, Bslgley, no.  Yon have hewrd bo mire newr of poor Smithxon?"

"No, sir, not a wore."

"Strange how I havc beev thinking of hin aol the night."

"So navd I, spr
But Jerry did not remain there, to outside, made his quickly back into ready hand Mark his Inverness cloak and and then open the door. "Looks if he were going to be hanged," muttered Jerry very sourly, as he watching the young officer descend in the grey morning light. "Wonder how much has and it him feel better? I know one thing: it makes me feel a deal worse, and as I should like to pitch him over the I 'ate that chap--that's the matter with me--and I'd him to his as as at him, that would!" Jerry closed the door and went across the lobby, hearing the heavy pace of his master he walked and down room. scoundrel!" muttered. "He is and I'm a fool--a pigeon, and me. I swear he cheated. He played that trick I once warned about. Serve me right! it's the last time." He continued his hurried growing sterner and more decisive as he walked. "A lesson to me!" he muttered. "A At Miss Deane's, too! swear he has trying oust and old lady encouraged him. Anna told me of his words to her. One call a man out now; and if I spread it the there'll be no of a row, and be No, I won't speak. lesson me an fool." turned thoughtful now, but ready to look up sharply Jerry entered. "Want me no. You have heard no more news of Smithson?" "No, sir, not a word." "Strange I have been thinking of him all the night." "So have I,
But Jerry did not remain there, To wait just OutsiDe, bUt mAdE his Way
qUickly back into THe loBby, where he stood, ready to Hand MArK His
lARgE InveRness clOAk AND haT, aNd TheN oPEn The doOr.

"LOoks as iF he were goiNg tO bE hanged," mutteREd jerry very sOurLy, as
he stood wAtcHing thE yOunG OfficEr dEscenD in the GRey morNing light.
"woNDer how MUch he haS WOn, And wHether it makes him fEEl BEtter?  I
know one tHing: it MaKEs ME FeeL a dEal worse, anD aS if I sHOuld likE
To PITCh hIM over the banisTers.  I 'ate thaT ChaP--that's WhAt's THe
mattEr witH mE--And i'd tell him so To hiS face as soOn as loOK at him,
tHAt I woulD!"

Jerry CloSed The dOOr AnD weNt ACroSS tHe lOBby, Hearing tHe HeAvy paCe
of HIS MAsteR as He waLked rEstlessly up anD doWn thE RooM.

"The sCoundRel!"  LAcEy mutTered.  "HE is a sCoUndrel, and I'm a fooL--a
piGeon, and he Has PlUckEd Me.  I swEAr he chEatEd.  HE played That verY
TriCk i WAS oNce warned about.  ServE mE RIgHt!  But it's The lasT
TiMe."

hE continuEd His HurrIED pace, GrowINg Sterner aNd more DEcIsIve as he
WaLked.

"A lEsSon To mE!" he muTTereD.  "A dishOnourablE scouNDrel!  At Miss
DeanE'S, too!  I swear he hAS bEEN tRYing To oUst me, and the Old lADy
haS encOUrAgeD Him.  AnNa tolD mE Of HIs words to her.  One can't CaLl a
man Out noW; and if I spread It abroad abOUT The cards TherE'Ll BE no
end of a row, anD he'd bE indignant.  nO, I won't spEak.  It'S a lesson
To me for beING such an eAsy-GoiNg fOol."

hE TuRned thoughtfuL NOw, buT wAs ready To lOok up shArpLy aS JeRry
EnTered.

"Want Me any morE'sMoRnIn', Sir?"

"no, BriGLey, no.  You HaVe hEaRd nO more NEws of pOor SmIthsOn?"

"no, SIr, nOt a word."

"sTrANGe hoW I HaVe beEn tHiNking Of hiM All The nighT."

"So have I, sIr
But Jerry did not remain t here, to w ait j ust  ou ts ide,  but  made his wayq uick ly back into the lobby , whe re he s t oo d, re ady toh an d Mar khi s
l ar g eInver nes s cloak  and hat,and  t hen open the do or.

"Look s a s if he were  go ing to  b e h a nged, " m utter ed Jer r y very  sourly,as he sto o d watch i n gtheyoung officer des c en d  in the grey m orning  l i gh t . 
"W ond er how muc hhe ha s  won, a n dw h e the r  it makes him  feel bette r ? I
know  o net hing:it ma ke s  me  feel a dea l wo rse, andas ifI  should like
to  pitch  hi m o vert he  b ani st e rs.  I  'a t e t hat chap -- th at'swhat ' s t he
m att er w ith m e--and I'd te llhims o t o his  face  asso on as  lookat hi m, 
that I would!" 

Je rry close d t he  do or  andw ent ac ros s t he lobb y, hear i ngth e h ea vy pace
of his mas te r as  he walk ed res t le ss l y up and  d own  the r oom.
"Th e  s coundrel !"  La c ey  m uttered . "He i sa s cou ndrel ,  and  I'm a  fool--a 
pige o n, and he hasp lucked me.  I sw e a rh e ch eat ed.  He pla yedt hatvery tr ick I was  once  w a rn e d about.  Serve meri ght! But i t's the lasttime."

He c o ntinuedhish ur r ied pace, grow ing s terner and more dec isive  as he
w alked.

" A lesson t o m e!"  he  mu t t er ed.  "A disho n o urab le  scound rel !  At M iss 
De ane 's,  t oo!  I sw ear he h as  b ee ntry ing t o  oust me ,and  t heold l a dy
has  enco urag ed  h i m. Anna t o ld m e of  h is  wor dsto  her.   On e  ca n't cal l a
man o utn ow;an dif I sp read it abroa dabout theca rds  there ' l l be noend of a row, and he'db e indig nan t.  N o, I  won't sp eak .  It' s a lesson 
to me  forbe ing s uch a n ea sy- go ing fool." Heturne dthou ghtfulnow, but was ready tolook up sharp lyas J e r ry 
en t er e d.
" W ant m e any more'smor nin', sir? ""N o, Brigley ,  no . You ha ve hear d nom ore new s of poor  Smithson ?" 

"N o ,  si r, not a w ord."

" Strange h o w I h a ve  been  th inking  o f h im al l then igh t."
"So ha ve  I, si r
But Jerry_did not_remain there, to wait_just outside,_but_made his_way
quickly_back into the_lobby, where he_stood, ready to hand_Mark his
large Inverness_cloak_and hat, and then open the door.

"Looks as if he were going to be_hanged,"_muttered Jerry_very_sourly,_as
he stood watching the young_officer descend in the grey_morning light.
"Wonder_how much he has won, and whether it_makes_him feel better?_ I
know one thing: it makes me feel a_deal worse, and as if I_should like
to pitch_him_over_the banisters.  I_'ate that chap--that's what's the
matter with_me--and I'd tell him so to_his face as soon as look at_him,
that I would!"

Jerry closed the door_and went across the lobby,_hearing the_heavy pace
of his master as_he walked restlessly_up and_down the room.

"The_scoundrel!"  Lacey muttered.  "He_is a scoundrel,_and I'm a fool--a
pigeon, and he_has_plucked me. _I_swear_he cheated._ He played_that_very
trick I_was_once warned about.  Serve me_right!_ But it's the last
time."

He continued his_hurried pace, growing sterner_and_more decisive as he
walked.

"A_lesson to me!" he muttered._ "A dishonourable scoundrel!  At_Miss
Deane's, too!_ I_swear he has been trying to oust me, and the old_lady
has encouraged him.  Anna told_me of his words_to her.__One can't call_a
man_out now;_and if I spread it abroad about_the cards_there'll be no
end of a row,_and he'd be indignant.__No, I won't speak.  It's_a lesson
to me for being such_an easy-going fool."

He turned thoughtful_now,_but_was ready to look up_sharply as Jerry
entered.

"Want me any more'smornin',_sir?"

"No, Brigley, no._ You have heard no more news_of_poor Smithson?"

"No, sir, not a word."

"Strange_how_I have been thinking of him_all_the_night."

"So have I, sir