Mr. Vimpany answered the question scornfully: "Is it likely that I
should have submitted to all the trouble I have taken to get possession
of that man, if I had not seen a likeness between his face and yours?"
The Irish lord said no more. When his friend asked why he was silent,
he gave his reason sharply enough: "I don't like the subject."
CHAPTER XLII
THE METTLESOME MAID
ON the evening of that day Fanny Mere, entering the dining-room with
the coffee, found Lord Harry and Mr. Vimpany alone, and discovered (as
soon as she opened the door) that they changed the language in which
they were talking from English to French.
She continued to linger in the room, apparently occupied in setting the
various objects on the sideboard in order. Her master was speaking at
the time; he asked if the doctor had succeeded in finding a bed-room
for himself in the neighbourhood. To this Mr. Vimpany replied that he
had got the bed-room. Also, that he had provided himself with something
else, which it was equally important to have at his disposal. "I mean,"
he proceeded, in his bad French, "that I have found a photographic
apparatus on hire. We are ready now for the appearance of our
interesting Danish guest.
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