George
is a lovely, capable chap,--and, really, he has quite a way."
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_COPE REGAINS HIS FREEDOM_
On Friday evening Randolph, at home, was glancing now and then at the clock
(as on a previous occasion), while waiting for Cope. At eight-fifteen the
telephone rang; it was Cope, with excuses, as before. He was afraid he
should be unable to come; some unexpected work... It was that autumn
excursion all over again.
Randolph hung up the receiver, with some impatience. Still, never mind; if
Cope would make no effort to save himself, others were making the effort
for him. He had considerable confidence in George Pearson's state of mind,
as well as in George's egoism and drive.
Foster heard of Cope's new delinquency, through Randolph's own reluctant
admission. "He is an ingrate, after all," said Foster savagely, and gave
his wheels an exceptionally violent jerk. And Randolph made little effort,
this time, toward Cope's defense.
"You've done so much for him," Foster went on; "and you're willing to do so
much more."
"I _could_ do a great deal, of course. There may be a good reason this
time, too," said Randolph soberly.
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