"
"You meet her in society?"
"Yes, I've not come to the end of my white kids yet, you see. And
mother, I came to tell you of something that has turned up. You know
the Evelyns are all dead against my selling out. I dined with Sir
James on Tuesday, and found next day it was for the sake of walking
me out before Sir Philip Cameron, the Cutteejung man, you know. He
is sure to be sent out again in the autumn, and he has promised Sir
James that if I can get exchanged into some corps out there, he will
put me on his staff at once. Mother!"
He stopped short, astounded at the change of countenance, that for a
moment she could neither control nor conceal, as she exclaimed
"India!" but rallying at once she went on "Sir Philip Cameron! My
dear boy, that's a great compliment. How delighted your uncle will
be!"
"But you, mother!"
"Oh yes, my dear, I shall, I will, like it. Of course I am glad and
proud for my Jock! How very kind of Sir James!"
"Isn't it? He talked it over with me as if I had been Cecil, and
said I was quite right not to stay in the Guards; and that in India,
if a man has any brains at all and reasonable luck, he can't help
getting on. So I shall be quite and clean off your hands, and in the
way of working forward, and perhaps of doing something worth hearing
of.
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