These gentlemen who are
trying to stick knives into me think highly of my chances. They may force
me into the business--" and Armitage rose and kicked the flaring knot.
Oscar drew on his gauntlet with a jerk.
"They killed the great prime minister--yes?"
"They undoubtedly did, Oscar."
"He was a good man--he was a very great man," said Oscar slowly, and went
quickly out and closed the door softly after him.
The life of the two men in the bungalow was established in a definite
routine. Oscar was drilled in habits of observation and attention and he
realized without being told that some serious business was afoot; he knew
that Armitage's life had been attempted, and that the receipt and
despatch of telegrams was a part of whatever errand had brought his
master to the Virginia hills. His occupations were wholly to his liking;
there was simple food to eat; there were horses to tend; and his errands
abroad were of the nature of scouting and in keeping with one's dignity
who had been a soldier. He rose often at night to look abroad, and
sometimes he found Armitage walking the veranda or returning from
a tramp through the wood.
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